"Well, here it is, time for the semifinals!

　The voltage of the hall goes up a notch, caught by the tension of the MC.

I'd like to introduce you to the players! This arrogant, irreverent, fearless man, who showed us a terrific fight in his previous fights! I'm hoping for the same hot game again! Yup, yup, yup, white ooh!

"............

　The crowd cheered, and I just walked forward in silence, landing near the center of the stage with En on my shoulder.

"What do you want? Any wacky attack is possible from the two mutable limbs! I've lost count of the number of opponents who have come down to this point with that tricky move! Mejiaaaa griiiiiiiiiiiii!

　And the one who appears from the other side of me is a man with unusually long limbs, two jointed arms, and a mouth covered with cloth.

　This is one of the people the king of the demon world had taught me to watch out for.

"Khehee, what did you do? Do you have a mandate to beat the hell out of you, right up to me?

"............

　It's a good thing that you're able to get the most out of the process.

...... You're not a friendly guy. Kehi, well, whatever. I'll take you down in a haphazard manner right here and get you out of here.

"--So long! The game begins!

　With a bang, a gong is sounded - at that moment.

　I closed the gap between us with almost instantaneous momentum and swung the sheathed en towards the face of her with all my might.

"--

　I must have been caught off guard because in all my fights, I've never had such a fun, ambush-like attack.

　My initial response was a step too late.

　It's not just that he's the one who made it all the way to the semifinals, but that he's also the one who tries to defend himself with his reaction time: ...... Even if it's only for a moment, the price of being caught by surprise is high.

　I'm going to be the one who will be defended, and I'm going to change my trajectory and aim at the opponent's empty body.
　The long arms and legs are unable to cope with the altered trajectory, and En's sword, still in its scabbard, strikes the opponent's abdomen hard without proper defense.

　After being attacked by Moro, the long-legged anklet goes flying, following its inertia, and finally comes to a halt when it hits the wall of the arena stage.

　Without uttering a single word, it sinks to the ground as it leans against the wall.

"I'm a winner, yup, yup, I'm a winner!

　The MC declares victory, and the crowd screams with excitement as the match is decided in an instant.

　Under normal circumstances, I would have left the room ...... but I stayed on stage after the match was over.

　--I don't care about this little fish. I'm not here to take advantage of this guy.

　Completely ignoring the cheers and the audience staff looking at me suspiciously, I picked up a sword that had never been drawn by the long-legged man lying nearby and pulled it up and squeezed it behind my shoulder.


　I threw it away with all my strength.


　He spun around and threw the sword away with great force.

　In its path is the demon chieftain of the demon tribe (・・・・・) who is hunched over in his chair, poking his cheekbones down at you (・・・・・).

"Wha--?

　A startled voice emits a startled look from the presenter.

　A short scream rises from the audience.

　The sword I threw away goes right into the brain of the shitty chieftain, but he bends his neck to evade it.

　With a thud, the sword sticks into the well-made chair the d*mn chieftain was sitting on.

　The hall freezes at my sudden and bizarre behavior.
　All eyes in the hall are focused on me.

　But, ignoring everything, I point downward with only the thumb of my fist, straight outstretched at my side, pointing to the stage floor.

　What it means is a clear and unmistakable statement of intent: 'Come down here (・・・・・)'.

　--This is an act that would never be tolerated under normal circumstances.

　The moment you throw a weapon at an important person of a country, in a previous life, you would be arrested immediately.
　No, in this world as well, it would have been a crime that would have led to the death penalty.



　But - for better or worse, this is the (・・・・・・) demon world.



It's not just a matter of time before you'll be arrested. This man, this man, in the face of Mr. Gojim, unexpectedly declared war on you! Really, there's nothing to fear from this man?

　The host, understanding the situation, begins the play-by-play with more enthusiasm.

'Gojim! Gojim! Gojim! Gojim!

　And the name of the demon chieftain's shitty chieftain, which the audience calls out in response.

　--They want a future where the arrogant challenger will be pathetically beaten up by our chieftain.

　So they see this as another sideshow, hoping the poor challenger will sink onto the stage bleeding.

　The power of the people is so powerful.

　If this is not the case, the demon chieftain will not be able to escape the accusation that he is a coward who ran away from me ...... or perhaps first of all, my collaborator, the black-hearted king, would not have missed such a great opportunity to attack. and will gleefully spread the bad news.

　That rumor will spread quickly throughout the demon world.

　On the other hand, if you come out here with good intentions, you'll be glad you did.

　I'd rather you come down.

　I'm longing to cut off your head so badly.

　So, come on. Come down now.

　Let's come down and kill each other.


　　　* * * * * let's kill each other.


"Gojim! Gojim! Gojim! Gojim!

"Tsk. ...... idiots.

　Expressionlessly clicking his tongue, the chieftain of the demon tribe, Gojim spat this out.

　The hall was filled with voices that didn't seem to stop calling his name.

Chieftain, do not respond! I don't know what he's going to do, I can't risk it here for nothing: ......!

"I know, ...... Hun, I know.

　At the words of an aide near him, Gojim sat down, drew his sword in one hand and threw it into the chair, throwing it away.

　--The danger of that man is well known to Gojim.

　You can see the extent of his abilities by watching his fights here.

　What's more, ...... he hasn't shown any real power yet.

　It's a good thing that you're having a hard time controlling your power, because the fight is conducted in the form of a match.
　Probably, when it comes to a real fight, his ability is several times higher than what he showed in the match.

　And - Godzim had gotten proof of this from his subordinate (・・・・・・).


Oh, you're running away?


　--I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make your life easier and more fun.

...... Is this a ploy by you?



No, it's not. This is a surprise to me too. Isn't that interesting? He

　The king of the demon world laughed with hearty amusement.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this.

　You can't help but think that it's a good idea to have a word or two to say. ...... Well, as far as my subordinates are concerned, the way he seemed to be exuding unconcealed anger and dense murderous atmosphere throughout his body yesterday and today, he may be planning to make something happen I had dimly expected that this might be the case.

　It was not expected that he would take such a flamboyant action, but ...... this is likely to be a plus for him, no matter how things work out.

　It's one more card in your hand.
　Hence, he was in a pleasant mood as he watched the situation unfold.

"Well, you don't have to run away, do you? You are treated like a precious, precious, boxed-up girl by your subordinates, and it would be terrible if you got hurt.

"Ha, I'm going to escape? Say Fool.

"And, chieftain!

　With a grin, Gojim spat at the king's provocation, then stood up leisurely from his chair, shook off his entourage's restraint, and jumped down from the bleachers with great vigor.