638 Episode 0638



In the rain following yesterday's cloudy weather, some field covers not only the stage but the whole stadium, and there is not a drop of rain falling into the stadium.
 Meanwhile, Ray was facing Ganda on the stage of the stadium.
 His opponent was dressed in a metal half-plate mail, his hand was the same equipment he had used when he fought against Vaicur, Harbard, and he looked at Ray standing in front of him with his fighting eyes.
 There's no room for it like there was for it when it was against Vaicul.
 You know that it's an extraordinary person to stand in front of you.

'Well, the fourth round of the competition, the next one between Ray and Ganda. The highlight of this game is the use of long‐handled weapons. With the heat of the game, we hope to see a heated battle that will eventually wipe out of the rain clouds. A gambler trained theoretically through years of training by Ray, who fights freely without a fixed pattern. Personally, I will pay attention to Ganda's fierce fighting style."

 Actual voices fuel the excitement of the spectators, and the excitement of the previous game increases rapidly.

"I see. If you face it this way, I know you're strong."

 Ray also opens his mouth to Ganda, who keeps Harbard in his arms.

"That's an honor," But with my present strength, I'm still short of it. If possible, fight for a long time."
"Huh! How dare you speak so hard against me?" It's fun.

 With a ferocious smile around her mouth, Ganda's gaze turns to Ray as if to give off pressure.

"I understand that you are strong. But I don't remember saying I was weaker than you. He seems to have a nickname of crimson, but that nickname... I'll break it down here today!"

 Ganda wielding Harbard with the words.
 The game has not yet been signaled, but there has been no particular call for attention from the referee, perhaps because this is regarded as a kind of performance.
 Against such a ganda, Ray also wields his death-size as if he were cutting through the air itself.
 After seeing it, the referee probably decided that the game should start as soon as possible. declare the start of a game in a voice that can be heard throughout the stadium

"The game begins!"
"'Wow, aah!'

 Backed by cheers from the audience, Ray and Ganda move forward.
 We both wield death-size and halberd at each other as we approaching each other.
 The sound of metal clashing between blades echoes around, and Ray and Ganda jump together to distance themselves.
 Once we hold arms against each other, we watch for a moment, but for some reason, it's doubtful what comes to Ganda's face.
 But without mentioning the question, they clash again.
 The blades of each other's swings are swung so that they don't attack each other from up, down, left, right, or anywhere.
 All this was being prevented, played, and avoided by each other, and neither of them retreated, just near the center of the stage.
 In the meantime, Ganda's expression becomes grim with each other.
 But no matter how inwardly he thinks, he slams Harbard on Ray without making his movements rough.
 It scoops up a blow delivered to the horizontal naginata with the butt of a stone, changes the size of a death in its hand, and a huge blade pushes Ganda's body from below.

"Phew!"

 The ganda prevents the blow by laying Harbard on his side. It was Ganda's years of fighting experience that he decided would prevent it.
 It wasn't wrong. No, it was the best response on this occasion. ...except that Ganda's partner is Ray.

"Oh my God!"

 The scooping blow lifted Ganda's projecting Harbard and others about three meters above.
 He's not so big... but he's still a lot bigger than Ray, and he's nearly two meters tall. As you can see from the extensive manipulation of the Harbard, it is muscular, and the armour you wear will weigh well over 200 kg.
 With just one swing, it floated up about three meters into the air, indicating how much Ray's strength was.
 But even Ganda is a fierce fighter who has won so far. stand up in the air and land on the stage from the foot
 Being blown into the air, he was lucky enough to keep his distance from Ray in the sense that he was not chased.
 But Ganda's expression doesn't make her happy. He looks rather sullen.

"...what do you mean?"

 Ganda, holding a halberd, tells Ray like a groan in the back of her throat.
 In response, Ray opens his mouth without any change of expression.

"What do you mean?"
"Yes. ... the scythe is a magic item, isn't it? But it doesn't seem to be through magic. Or is that ridiculous weight the effect of the magic item?"

 Ganda's words give Ray a small, inward surprise.
 It's because, as you say, death-size didn't have magical powers. That's why Ganda's Harbard, who is not a magic item or anything, is right in line with Death Size.

"Well, what do you think?" But if you want to know the answer, try to corner me more. and you'll find out."

 The words clearly indicate that Ray is not serious.
 The restraints Ray imposed on himself this time were 'overcoming Ganda in a demagogic, death-size' and that was why he acted.
 Ray put the limit on himself because Ganda is a weapon of the same length as him.

"That's all right. If you're going to go that far, I'll pull you out of your depth!"

 Shout angrily into force, kick the stage faster than before, and shorten her distance from Ray.
 And a series of Harbard attacks.
 Ray defends, plays, and dashes off the attack, which is fired faster, sharper, and more powerful than the previous one.
 The reason why I don't feel any pressure when I get blood in my head is probably because I know my ability well, and at the same time I understand that it's dangerous to run wild in a battle.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

 a flash of horizontal mowing When you play it with a death-size blow, you use the force of the blow to release a thrust as you spin.
 Ray catches the thrust with a death-size handle and passes it off to the stonemate... and strikes a scythe at the moment unbalanced Ganda.
 Ganda deliberately squatted and avoided a blow that would cut off one or two of her arms if eaten properly.
 Then a blow was fired at Ray's feet.

"So sweet!"

 Ray's defense against it was to thrust a death-size stonemate on the stage.
 At the moment, a high-pitched metallic sound of Harbard and Desize colliding with each other echoes around...

"Oh, my God!"

 I'm going to force Harbard's blow away, as if I were returning it.
 The blow gives Ganda a momentary feeling of rising, but when it comes to the scene, she shakes Harbard in the air and lands on the stage in reaction.

"As I thought before, don't let that little body blow me away. Is that the effect of the scythe?"
"What do you think?" It's not long before I get it right."

 The combination of Ray's strength and death-size weight is a blow. It was undoubtedly a characteristic of death size, though not through magic.

"Well, that's all right. I'm sure I'll win by drawing out your strength anyway."
"Talking in your sleep is something that you pick up after you sleep? No, it's noisy when you pick up talk in your sleep.""I'll prove to you whether you're talking in your sleep or not." by my own power."

 Whilst we talk to each other lightly, each has a death-size halberd and watches out for a chance.
 If Ganda lowers the tip of the Harbard to the point where she takes the stage, Ray stands at the top to see when to swing the death size down.
 When Ganda sees it, she puts on a thrust at the tip of the Harbard, and Ray also takes the death size to the middle so that he can counteract it.
 While communicating like that, they deliberately create a gap and invite the enemy to attack, or wait for the opponent to fall into a trap using the gap itself as a trap.
 a few minutes to communicate like that It's only been a few minutes since I saw it, but the person doing it has had to feel mentally exhausted.
 The worst of all is Ganda. His face is beginning to sweat even though he hardly moves.

(You little boy... it's not just talk."Oh, you're really notorious for having this much skill. It's troublesome. He doesn't look tired at all in this condition. I'm not the one who's being cornered.)



 Rey, who doesn't look tired at all, is prepared and breathless, clapping her tongue inside.
 Even then, I won't make it visible to Ray. If you are attacked while breathing, your response will be delayed for a moment.
 If the other party is a small fish, the chance to show the monster in front of you can be fatal even for a momentarily.

(Hmm... there you go.) If it's disadvantageous to take time, I'll push it through with all my might as well. I don't want to admit it, but he is above me in pure skill.)

 Ganda, determined not to be found by Ray, takes a deep breath... and kicks the stage all at once to shorten her distance.

`Oh, oh, oh,

 Harbard's blow, delivered with a shout, attacks Ray with enough force to realize that he cannot afford it.
 Ray also picks up the blow, which was thrown at his shoulder.
 A shrill metallic jingle echoed around, only to signal the beginning of the upcoming battle.
 a rustling metallic sound
 an up‐down, left‐right, and an up‐and‐down diagonal thrust Harbard's attack from all over the place, and Ray's control of death size, he cuts Ganda's armour cleanly by delivering a blow from the counter through the attack.
 Even without magic, the sharpness of the death-size sword was phenomenal.
 As a result, the continuous attacks that Ganda unleashes do not damage Ray at all, and the damage accumulates in Ganda due to Ray's attacks.
 Still, Ganda attacks continuously, aiming for a come-from-behind blow against Ray.
 In contrast to Ganda's thrust using Harbard's spear, mowing sideways using an axe, and attacking him with a stone butcher, Ray decides to attack the counter while avoiding all the attacks.
 Every time Ray attacks, he is unharmed, but his damage increases.
 Ganda's heart grew increasingly impatient at the sight...

`Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!'

 Shake Harbard stronger, faster, and sharper as if to dispel his impatience.
 As if all these attacks were useless, Ray's death-size was wielded, and Ganda's arms and legs were small, but many cuts and bruises were produced...

"I'm going to make up my mind!"

 Rey screams as if to put an end to a performance of Harbard and Death Size and wields a loud death size.
 Ganda blows like a pebble at the force of a sudden blow.
 It was only one blow, but Ganda's arms and legs were already shivering at the limit, and she was exhausted beyond her control.
 Years of experience will not have prevented this blow.
 That's true, and that's why I'm still able to perform on the stage... in return, Ganda's hand had a very distorted handle. It's just like heated candy.
 The moment I looked at my weapon and took my breath away. The astonishment creates a gap that has never been seen before, and when you feel a slight impact on your neck, your consciousness is swallowed up into darkness.

"Winner, Ray!"

 while listening to the referee's voice