The final selection of the brave men has begun.
　A man's voice using the magic item of loudspeaker echoed throughout the Colosseum.


'Come on, gentlemen!　The time to decide on the 【Brave Man】 you've been waiting for has arrived!


　The audience erupted at the sound of his voice.
　Furthermore, the voice of the facilitator and the voices of those who would be on the periphery of the room could be heard from outside as well.


''This Colosseum is currently being broadcast live in seven countries!


　I started with a polite explanation.
　Then he talked endlessly about various things, such as the stories of the heroes and the names of the heroic societies they collaborated with, and finally he began.


　The facilitator called out the names of the candidates for brave men and women.
　With that, more and more men and women, young and old, with an aura, entered the hall. The crowd's cheering also became more and more enthusiastic.


''And the next fierce one is...!　The first prince of the Steelebeets Kingdom, an assassin from the adventurer's guild where strong and fierce men gather!　Weeg Stairbytes!


　A man says Weeg's name out loud.
　Weeg responds to the call by raising his hand. Outwardly, he looks confident. ...... but there is some shade to his face.
　He should have had more glowing, sparkling eyes, but now he has eyes that seem to have been touched by the darkness of this world.
　What has happened to him in these few days?


Now, now, the next one is waiting for you all!　The leader of the elite troops of the Weiler Empire, the strongest military force in the traditional and prestigious powers, the "0th Army"!　Single-handedly slaughtering a host of armies!　The demons of tyranny have been eliminated!　You're a legend in the making!　Basina Eilacou!


　With an ear-piercing cheer, a well-groomed, well-dressed man enters.
　All of the candidates for bravery are undeniably strong, and not a single one of them is weak. One in particular among them. He stood out in an odd way.
　He was probably in his late thirties.
　He was a man with a large sword on his back and green hair. I can't help but feel that his stubble is conspicuous by the gap between him and his formal-looking military uniform.


　But that's not what makes him stand out now. The crowd's gaze was drawn to the lower part of the room.
　Fresh blood was splashed on his white, prestigious-looking military clothing. It was still dripping down the top of his clothing.
　But it wasn't wounded. It's return blood. It's also not a person from the density of the blood and the remaining magical residue. It's a higher species of demon.


...... What's that, what?


　Quena looked at me quizzically and asked me.


'Didn't that guy from the heroic society just tell you to help capture the dragons?
No way.
Yeah. And he was the one holding it down.


　In fact, I know this because I was deploying detection magic just in case.
　A man had defeated a dragon with a fairly high magical power all by himself. And that too, probably by holding back to control the bleeding.
　He was probably a head above the rest of those fierce men.


'Basina Ailak ...... seems to be as good as the rumors say.
Do you know?
Yes, a soldier from the Weyla Empire. I heard that you've become part of Louina's inner circle.
Wow. Come on.


　The clothing of the man called Basina was similar to those beside Ruina. The only difference is the color. Basina is white and the others are black.
　Basina is probably superior in terms of strength, so maybe she's a leader.


''Is that guy strong in the eyes of Zied?''
'Yeah. Once you get to a certain level, you can't see the bottom, but Basina is at that level.


　The amount of magic power. The degree of magic skill. Body movement. Eyes. Mouth. Nose. The rest is intuition. Estimates of how much experience he's had.
　I'll mix it all up and get a general idea of what I'm capable of.
　But there are some people who don't get the whole picture.
　That's Bacina.


'Hmm ...... and me by the way?'
I can't see ...................
What? There is no time. What's the truth?
It's not invisible, ...... is honest.


　When I say it, he looks sullen, as expected.
　She must have compared herself to Basina. The empress' entourage, Basina and herself. As the quickest way to be recognized.


'To tell you the truth. "In a word, she's not invisible. One more step and you wouldn't be. You're strong enough. And you have sense. And there's an age difference between us and the Bacina.


　Just to add to that, in case you're wondering.
　I don't have detailed numbers. I can see them more clearly because I've been with Kåñëa a lot.


'Don't worry about it. 'Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry.'


　Quena said, smiling a little bit as she said it.
　...... Just, well.
　Even if you subtract the fact that we've been together a lot, Basina is stronger than Kåñëa. There is a difference until it is clear.
　It's probably on par with the black-clad entourage, but Basina is a different story.
　As if to prove it, the crowd's cheering still hasn't stopped.


''Come on, folks!　Now, let's get to the final selection!　Just one event with no preamble!　--Come on out!


　The facilitator raises his hand, and the magic formula he had set up beforehand unfolds. A large amount of smoke and a pale light that barely passes through the space.
　It's a performance that looks as if the man used magic.


'Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!'


　A huge, ear-splitting roar rang out.
　A chilling tension is felt in the hall.
　You can't get rid of them. --You will be able to find out more about the best way to get the most out of this project.
　It's a huge body that far exceeds the summoning team deployed in the center. Bright black scales. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it.
　I don't know what kind of race the king dragon is, but it must be a race like the king of dragons in terms of its name. That's no doubt the strength.
　However, they are clearly wary of one of them. It's Basina.


'Oops!　The one who called out from the summoning team was a dragon ...... and that's a king dragon too!　Wanglong is wary of Basina!''


　It's a real-life situation that is so deliberate.
　But it's a hot development for the audience, apparently. The heat is on from the start.


It's pretty obvious.


　Quena spoke from a cold perspective.
　''Oh.
　Wang Long is injured in places. It's being torture to an unnoticeable degree.
　Its wings don't seem to be able to move, and it doesn't seem to be able to flap its wings.
　Basina has already weakened it.
　It's already obvious. The end is in sight--and you think that the end is in sight.


''Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!''


　Dozens of layers of the dragon's rage rang out from a place still far away, but with the illusion of being right next to it.