536 176, World War II over

Game two, I waited quite a bit because the number of games was small but it would take time for a game. The opponent is no way with that player...

'Finally, World War II is our last game! The first one is ah! Marcel de Aggiani! Join us today without losing yesterday's big damage! We've won this far. Ah! Either we get the stigma back or we get it back!

The second one is ah! Curse de Martin! In yesterday's final, he won the semi-finals after a spectacular battle! Plenty of room for not moving from the start position of all games today! I'd love to say gaffoon. No!

'Do you have anything to say about equipment?

"There isn't.

"There isn't.

Did you see Marcel's gear yesterday? Don't worry about how strong it is.

"We will now begin the Final Tournament II, Game IV! Both sides! '

"Begin!"

"Sniping"

I hit it on the abdomen. I swayed lightly, but the damage didn't seem right. "Totally Armored Ammo"

It just blew up, but I could hold it without falling off the critical spot. Looks like he used wind manipulation to beat it. Don't do it.

"What is the attack now! Right after the start! Two in a row to keep standing! Marcel, come on, Setouchi!

"I use a combination of several kinds of magic including iron chunks, wind and gold manipulation. That's right, Curse. Besides, I didn't expect a series without accumulation.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm concerned about Curse's neck..."

"Gu Ha, that's just what I'm gonna do... that hurts..." "Wind slaughter."

"Water Wall," "Water Polo."

"Ugh," Ice Wall "!

"Oops! Marcel! I prevented the curse player's water polo and it blew up!? What the hell is this? The two of you in the commentary?

'I'm sorry. I can't tell you that one. Curse's original or Elizabeth would have taught him.

"A magic that makes defense meaningless... something that uses horrible magic.

'D rot shit oh...... no, it's nothing. Come on Marcel, is the player okay?!?

"At least at one end of your prowess..." "Dancing Dust"

Whoa, this is unusual. It's a terrible magic that plugs your ears, nose, and mouth while taking away your vision extensively in a sandstorm. There's no art just to prevent, okay. "Blowing Storm"

I just feel bad about giving it back due to wind manipulation, so I tried the same advanced magic. to envelop his sandstorm.

"Nooo! Oh, my God! All that dancing dust is instantly contained! Where to?!? Marcel, you're in danger!

So, "Sniper."

"Off-site! There's a battle! Chi, it's a victory for Curse!

"That's my grandson.

'You haven't moved from the starting position after all. I can't complain. Brilliant.'

"Oops, Curse, are you walking off the field?

I think we should keep company with the Ajani family. Let's say hello.

"Hi, Mr. Marcel. That was a good fight.

"No, I didn't get my hands or my legs. It's a complete defeat. The first two shots are working pretty well, too.

I ended up sniping with an elongated bullet, but the armor doesn't even have a crack in it. I'm sorry.

That's a handshake anyway. This is youth.

"Oh, my God! Curse, who thought he was a lousy shore player! He wants Marcel to shake hands! I don't give a shit about what you did yesterday.

"Phoho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho,

"Marcel wasn't involved in one of yesterday's events, probably because of it. That's the type that won't tolerate your enemies.

"Curse..."

He held the hand I offered him. He also has hands that encourage swordsmanship. What kind of battle would it have been yesterday if you hadn't run out of bees?

"The battle is over, and call me Curse.

"Oh, thank you. Call me Marcel, too. I hope you win.

"It's a beautiful sight! The two who fought earlier are shaking hands! It was the match we deserved for the end of World War II! A big round of applause, everyone!

I'm glad to hear that. Thank you. I'm often hated by moderators. What about Mr. Belinda? You still seem to know about my sister, and you said something about a dorotten fucking bitch. You hate me too much.

Well, no. The semifinals are finally next.

Who is my opponent of the three!?