960 313, Curse VS Nectar

Then the game progressed, and players I know, such as Eileen and Baradeur, won properly.

And it was finally my turn.

"Game 10 of the Final Tournament I! The first one. Huh! Nectar! He's the boss of the Adjustment Chamber of Commerce, and he's also involved in management! This is exactly what literary martial arts means! And the second one. Huh! I'm in again! Demon King Curse! I hear the sword arms are not in place, but the equipment is not! Sometimes my heart is in mode. Well!

'Nectar has a reputation for using expensive armor, but this time it's amazing. This time it's an alloy of misril and alumina silver. That would be light, wouldn't it?

"Whoa! The smell of the rich is pumping! Surely you're only eighteen or something!? Sometimes I can't stop -! So what about Curse players?!? Though it seems expensive from tailoring!

"That's the cobalt dragon that attacked the territorial capital at the end of the summer. They tailored it with kutanuts, didn't they? I can't give you a price.

Is that it? Did I tell Damian? Besides, this is Alec's matching waistcoat.

"Ugh! Dragon! Cobalt Dragon! Beautiful destroying dragon with pale and radiant epidermis! I didn't expect you to tailor your waistcoat instead of leather armor! What luxury! I can only see a shirt underneath it, is that really true!? My moments are already about to burst to the limit!

'Well, what's the wager rate... four to five, a critical and cars-player advantage?

"Then we will begin Game 10 of the First World War! Both sides! '

Whoa, I forgot.

"Wait a minute!

"Curse, what is it?!?

"I want to make a bet with Nectar!

"Hmm? What are you betting on?

"I want you to bet your name. I'll take care of it, but if you lose, rename me.

"What the hell are you talking about, Curse?" Doesn't make sense!

Though I am young and deserted. 'Cause it's something I've named Nectar in my potion, so I kinda hate having someone with the same name as that.

"Consideration... your failure to cooperate with Master Damien, so what?

"Is that okay with you? Could it be that the Adjustment Chamber of Commerce is the eldest?

"Pfft, that's the place. Then you can take it.

I don't think it's a good idea, but I'm the one who said it was impotent.

"Fine. Then it's a promise. If I win, I'll have my name changed. If you win, I won't help Damien become a borderline uncle. All right?"

"That's good. Ugh... don't work..."

It worked for me, too, by the way. Is that obvious?

"What are you doing -! I don't know what that means! Especially Curse! Can I make such a cheap contract -! I don't know! Now is the time! Both sides! '

"Begin!"

Nectar players come packing their time in a movement so light that they don't think of it as full-plate armor. Is the weapon a black wooden knife? What's the material? I'll pack it together, too. It's not going to win with force, so this place is still pushy with the power of gear.

Wooden knife and workout stick meeting. All right, I'm gonna break it, all right? Huh?

Liar......

My training stick broke...

"There's a gap!

Damn it! Make sure you roll and run.

"Huh, I got away well. I thought you could beat me a lot with a stick like that?

Said it was out of use!? Dr. Fernando gave you this Evil Fuge. It's made by Trent, right? Ha!? No way......

"That, maybe Elder Ebony Ent?

"Huh, that's just what they call a demon king. I guess this is the only thing comparable to dragon fangs in wood to say kingdom wide.

I super want it...... but it sucks too bad...... what do I do...

A fiercely stuffed nectar player. Shit... no weapons... no matter how many Southern Mizuchi gloves you wear, it's like bare hands in that wooden knife opponent. In the meantime, run!

"Oops! Curse! I turned my back on Nectar!

"Running away is good, but this time the martial arts stage is narrow. You want me to show you how fast my father, Sir Martin, gave way to escape.

Damien, say something easy...

I can't even imitate how much my father's escape leg is because he's more than Dr. Fernando!

"You don't even have a spare weapon? That's too sweet a look at this tournament. Stamina can't beat you, can she? I usually train with heavy armor.

Seriously sucks if that's true. I certainly don't have spare weapons available. But you don't lick a workout's ankle with a wolf, do you?

"Running! Running around, Curse! This is what the Demon King looked like yesterday that didn't move a single step! Is it really him?

'Running around without shame if you need it is a beauty for that athlete. If you win, it's the National Army.

Naturally. I don't mind losing. But I kind of regret losing to Elder Ebony Ent. I want you to tell me something's wrong. More or less, the plan came together. It's time to fight back...

"Oops! Curse flipped and packed the distance to Nectar!

Fuck you!

One pattern... throw a broken stick!

"It works!

Shit, don't you even avoid it? It hit my shoulder and jumped. Nectar swinging a wooden knife. What I throw is a hat!

"It's no use!

I was knocked down with a wooden knife. Right there! Go for a full face gap...

"Hukushu! Damn, eyes...... nostrils!

Tons of pepper, pepper powder. Full plate, but full face, but unprotected. And there's a gap! I got those legs!

I'll kick your knees from side to back of your feet! I don't know how much Miss Lil 'Alloy my boots and soles are made of Dragon Zombie fangs, okay?

"Dirty! That's demon king dirty! You did use pepre fruit even in the previous tournament! And I'm putting a kick in Mithril Alloy armor! Will it work for you?

"It's already a trump card in the first round. You don't seem to think about what's ahead at all. Looks like him.

On top of that, I lost it and got a wooden knife! Taco beating! Whoa, whoa!

"There's a battle! That's it! Curse, return the wooden knife immediately!

Shit, I was going to keep it that way. But Nectar, if he had used this wooden knife in yesterday's tournament, he could have beaten the Heizle group. Was there any circumstance?

Even so, the First Great Chamber of Commerce in the Territorial Capital is the eldest... then Damien won't struggle either. I guess I'll help you out a little bit more.