"Seriously?

　Leafy Lean Glide was at a loss for words at the sight of it.
　The double-knockout itself did not surprise the man standing next to him, and he knew it.

　That Arawn B. Smiles was truly a monster.
　Fortunately for Arrows, he had never been in the same room with him.

　Even so, he had thoroughly researched this powerful opponent, and she was, of course, Leafy's first trauma in King's Landing.

　A match between her and the man she just fought in the first round of the finals yesterday.

　Let's be honest. Leafy was astonished and clenched his teeth in frustration.

　Arawn B. Smiles had no choice in the matter. I'll admit it. He didn't care about Leafy at all.

　Just. It was just that Leafy could not bring out the best in Richter L. Klingbloom, who was prepared and in top condition.

　It was truly a fierce battle.
　Aylin, who had been on the defensive in the Prim fight, showed us how much he could bring out in his attacks.
　And the many moves that Richter L. Klingbloom made when he decided to defeat his opponent.
　The way they read each other, the way they executed their moves, the way they stood around each other.
　It was obvious to the eyes of the warrior Leafy that all of this was a serious battle, because they both knew that if they were not careful, they would be eaten.

　And I don't know what that horrible woman was thinking, but judging from the fighting spirit that was blowing around, there is no doubt that Richter provoked her.

　The mere idea of provoking Aylan head on would have been enough to make her faint, but in the end she trapped Aylan in a trap while being torn to shreds, and nearly drove him to the brink.

　At the same time that Richter showed such ability, I can't help but admire Aylan B. Smiles for surviving the "stroke," even if it was a fair fight.

　I know this because I've been on the receiving end of a stroke.
　It is beyond my skills to do anything about it. At least, I couldn't find any hope. It wasn't because I knew it was the end.
　But quite naturally. We were wielding our swords desperately, but we were helplessly defeated.

　So what?

　He was prepared to take the risk of having his arm sliced off, and succeeded in escaping the stroke, even if it was only a friendly strike.
　Leafy still lacks the courage and strength to do so.

I can't complain if either of us wins.
Hey, it's working.

　I can't complain about either one of them." "Hey, they're moving," muttered Arrows, who had his arms crossed, while Leafy felt that it had been a tremendous match, worthy of the name of the semifinals.
　The results are in. 　





"............
I'm sure you'll agree with me.

　In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find it on the web. It was near the service entrance to the inner corridor.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's worth it.

　It was all I could do to bring them to this spot, not far from the entrance hall, I should say. We could have at least gotten into the special seats if we had just dragged her along, but Mion somehow got caught up in the game just as it was starting, and the girl next to her was watching the game in a daze, as if she didn't mind.

　While she was watching the game, the girl who brought her here was silent.
　When Mion occasionally asked her what she wanted to talk about, she would often reply with a simple answer.
　This was fine with Mion. Even if there was no color in her eyes, just the fact that she was looking at the game was enough.

　At the very least, there was no need to help her or the Lord any further.
　The rest is up to you.

　"As a commander. We just have to decide if he's still a viable piece.

Double knockout. But, Prim. This is it. Richter is the one who's always fainting.
"...... That's right.

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　It's like a young lady on a sickbed, Mion thinks.
　It is true that if you want to know if your mind is healthy, then a sickbed would suit you.

"Well, but...

　This double knockout.
　In fact, it's a delicate decision for a commander to make.
　I think it could go either way. She touched her hair lightly, considering a number of factors, and a voice suddenly asked.

"...... Why did you bring me here?
"Why? Hmm, that's a difficult question. But I'll answer it this way.
"......?

　Mion tells Prim, who nods her head.

You don't have to answer.
"...... I see. Okay.

　I don't know.
　And with that, Prim turns her back on the arena.








"I'm up! I'm up!

　With the girl's voice shouting, a groan erupted from the audience.

　Futa's eyes narrowed sharply. --There's no sign of the second man getting up.

　The referee sees this and declares.

"The winner...


　But.


　The one who got up wandered over to the one who didn't.




"Aaah!




　He kicked the unconscious man in the abdomen.

"What?

　The referee rushes to intervene.

The referee rushes to intervene.

　The referee rushes to intervene. "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" But he can't move at all as he is pierced by those eerie eyes that reflect nothing but mud.

　No. You can't see it.
　The "victor", Aylan B. Smiles, was blind to the referee from the start.

"Aahahahahaha!

　She stomped on Richter's unconscious head and laughed with all the dignity of a lady.

I'm not sure what to say.　I'm the strong one!　I'm not sure what to do.　I've finally won!

　The foot wrapped in the ankle armor, its toes kicked Richter's abdomen.

"Suck it, nobleman!"　"Suck it, Red Reed!　"Ha-ha-ha-ha!

　Over, and over, and over again.


　No one knows that "Red Lead" is the name of the nobleman who humiliated her, and no one knows why she's literally kicking the corpse in the first place, let alone the audience.

I'm not sure what to say.

　The girl in the stands calls out to the referee to stop.
　The man next to her tried to move for a moment. But for some reason, he just sat there looking at the scene.
　I stare at him to see what's going on, but he just stares at the fight.

"Hoo-tah!
I was gonna go. But...


　"I was going to, but..." He turned to look across the battlefield.

　Arawn kicked the unconscious Richter with a broad grin.

"Oh dear, now ...... finally, ...... "Eina"...... hahahaha! Hahahahaha!

　The shock of the blow to the head was no doubt the final trigger.
　The shock of the blow to the head was probably the last thing that triggered her frenzy.

　But that is of no concern to the audience.

　This is Richter L. Klingbloom. No one would allow him to insult the aristocrat against whom he had fought so severely.

　In the midst of the shouting, she laughed, laughed, laughed, and penned her thesis.

　A shadow intervened between her and the prone man.

"Ha!

　He reached for the girl without question.
　But after such a fierce struggle, the strength of his weak hand was not enough.

　But after a fierce struggle, the strength of his weak hand is negligible.

Hahaha. ...... I'll ...... kill you. ...... You still have guards?

　Escort.
　That's what they call her.

"--

　But without answering, she stretched out her cheek to Arawn.

　The power of the blow must have been unimaginable from the looks of it.
　The sound reverberated throughout the spectacle, and the crowd gasped as Aylan was blown sideways.

　The girl looking down at her in the backlight told her as she struck the cobblestones with force.


"That's enough, gents. This one here is a true "nobleman", far removed from your Red Reed mumbo jumbo. Richter L. Klingbloom.


"Ah?

　In the event that you have any kind of questions regarding where and how to use the internet, you can call us at the web site.

　Well, okay. Kill her.

　The girl reached out her hand again, and this time, the girl grabbed it.
　The next moment, she was forced to sit on her knees and her arms were jointed.

　It was only one second.

"Try to dishonor Master Richter any further.

　She looked down at Arawn, wearing leather gloves, and said.

"I will crush you. Woman.

　My consciousness, which had been dizzying, finally became clear.
　The outline of the girl's face in front of him, which had been doubled and tripled in size, was now firmly in place.

　Finally, Arawn understood the situation.

"...... What is this?
You've won, Smiles. You have won, Smiles. You will move on to the finals.

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"Oh, um...

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

"Yes, referee.
"Yes, sir!
You're fired. You have until noon to pack your things and leave the office.



　With a smile on her face, the butler-dressed woman took Richter in her arms and disappeared toward the entrance gate.



　The first semifinal match ended in turmoil.











　As there were only two matches scheduled for today, there was a lunch break after this match.

　There were fears that the first match, which ended in a buzz, would be a severe blow to the audience, but fortunately the second match was between the princess and her commentator brother.
　But fortunately, the second game was between the princess and her commentator brother. It wasn't just the "managers" who were worried about the situation, as they managed to hold it together.

"...... Oh. What should I do?

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

It's unusual for Lilac-sama to blurt out.
Well, she's human. ......
You're more depressed than I thought!

　I took a breath.
　The reflection in the water is not very bright.

　This is not a good feeling when the next match is your own - the one you were looking forward to the most.

　The fact that he called the young man in front of him, whom he hadn't really intended to call, really shows how depressed he was this time.

Didn't you see Aylan's actions coming?
...... I had a slight sense of danger that this might happen, but... I would say that Richter fought better than I expected.
Isn't that just awful?
No!

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but it's a good idea.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what's going on in your life.
"What?　I'm not sure what you're talking about.　Didn't you just kick Master Lilac in the nuts?
Oh, ......, I'm glad you're concerned.
I'm not saying this to please you, Lilac-sama.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　Lilac has no reason to keep it a secret anymore.
　The fact that she spilled the beans was intentional, but on the other hand, she was confused enough to want to talk about it with the man in front of her.

　The bottom line is.
　I went toe-to-toe with Aylan, and while he seemed crazy, I judged him to be cool with the fight.
　But the darkness brought out by Richter was punching harder than expected.

It is fortunate that as a precautionary measure, the name of the brave man who saved Pasta has been withheld.
"I see, that was your risk care, wasn't it?
"...... Mmm.

　Lilac stroked her lips in dissatisfaction.

　It's not that I didn't see this coming.
　In fact, I knew that each of Aylan's games would be dirty, and if it turned into a killing spree, Huta or myself would stop it.

But it's still the worst case scenario, isn't it?
"Well, would it involve the management of the arena?
Yes?　...... No, Beatrix will do whatever she wants with the arena. That's not it.
Oh, no?
I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

　I'm not sure what the problem is.
　This was also the reason why he had called on Futa alone.

　Lilac poured tea from the pot and looked uncomfortable when a clump of tea leaves popped out of the spout. The two of them wished they had a maid at times like this.

If this continues, it will lead to the strengthening of Richter's camp.
"What?　Mr. Richter?
"I'm afraid so.

　The cheekbones that cover his mouth. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

Well, I don't know why that would be. ...... So it's a failure?
Well, it's a failure. Honestly, the more people on my side of the Spectacular, the better.
Whoa.
What's the "wow" part?
"Well...

　He scratches his cheek and says.

I don't know. I think you're being honest.
Is that bad?
No, not at all. Not at all.
Hmm. ...... You sound like Corona.
That's not a good response. ......

　I don't know how it's going to play out, but if it goes on like this, it's going to strengthen Richter's camp. She said she didn't like that.

　She said she didn't like that.　But apparently, that's not the case.

"After this combination was decided, I had a few plans in mind.
"Plans?
"Yes. It's the first time I've had to randomly decide something like this. ...... I was thinking about how to make it flow and make the spectacle more exciting.

　Futa nodded, "I see.
　The point is that this time, the tournament was really randomly assigned, so whatever she did was improvised.



However, as I said before, I had already eliminated all the things that could have caused the situation to be overturned, so I think I was ...... careless.
"Oh, carelessness?
This time, plan A is for me to beat Aylan or Prim in a spectacular final. It's the easiest and most straightforward. I'll just impress the people that I'm strong and pretty.
I see, you are strong and pretty.
I'm not asking you to recite .............
"Are you that embarrassed to say it yourself?

　Cough, cough.

Plan B is to make the match against you a virtual final. In fact, this is the biggest mountain for me.
I'm honored.
"So the plan involves how I'm going to make the spectacle happen.

　A half-lidded, half-eyed man looks at Futa.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

In the semifinals against you, I've been thinking more about how to beat you than how to ...... plan it, and I haven't had time to think about it.
Oh, well...
I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that. I didn't have much time to think about Arawn or Richter this time.
"I see.
Is it because I was thinking too much about you?
"No, you don't.

　Lilac folded her hands softly, "Hmm.

No personal feelings in sword fighting. I've always been under such restrictions.
I've always been a firm believer in that.
Are you sure you want to ask me that?
Yes. I want you to.

　I didn't expect her to say something like that, leaving the choice to me.

　Futa didn't know it, but it seemed that the words of some prince, "Be honest," had had an unexpected effect on him.

　After a pause, he said, "Yes.

Swordsmen do not have the right to play with tournaments. That's why I personally like Lilac-sama's approach very much.
"......, huh?
Yes.

　With a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"Then I guess you'd better give up. As for the Richter case.
"You're very concerned about .......
That's true.

　Because," she continued.

"Because," she continued, "fighting against Richter is the most troublesome.
"The enemy ......
So I'm trying to avoid that. That's the same as not letting him shoot a stroke.

　But still.
　It's not very tasty to have the arena people clustered around Richter.

　In fact, that was the extent of Lilac's worries this time.
　However, the prudence that made even that much of a problem had saved her life so far.

　That was the story.

So, now it's time for the game. ...... I've been really looking forward to it.
Me too.

　It is irregular to talk like this just before a game.
　I should probably leave now.
　But then he remembered.

　--I was going to come to her even if she didn't call me.

　And why.

"Lilac-sama. I have a suggestion.


　Lilac reacted to his words with a small smile.

　She turned around with cold eyes that were a far cry from the soft impression she had just given me.


　I was prepared for this.
　Because this is not a proposal for Lilac.


　--It's a proposal for you.