933 Harvest Festival in Northern Settlements ⑤ - Roar

After a brief pause or so, it is a resumption of the force comparison.

The square has the same enthusiasm as before the break. With a small pause of only a moment, I guess the heat had to cool off. The men who do the power comparison, as well as the women and guests surrounding it, were listening to the decree of resumption of Graf-Zaza with their eyes shining.

"Then resume the power comparison of the hunter! The next force comparison is a bar pull!

The competition, just like our harvest festival, had been decided by opponents with a rope pull.

There's just one thing that makes a difference. Compared to the power of the last fight, the faces that became brave were divided so as not to be a match in a battle. Again, this competition is regarded as something that goes through the fight.

The last brave man, by the way, was Graf-Zaza, Georg-Zaza, Dick-Dom, head of Gene's main house, head of Dom's branch, eldest brother of Zaza's branch, eldest brother of Gene's main house, eldest brother of Dom's branch, and head of Havilla's main house.

"These nine will be plotted not to compete with other brave men until they win twice. It would be a difficult arrangement, but I want Kenzi to take care of the fact that there are nine brave men."

Along with such a Graph-Zaza proclamation, the bar-pulling force comparison was initiated.

This, after all, must have a share in the hunters of the northern settlements. As a matter of course, the eight men who were once brave were not quite behind the hunters of Dana and Havilla in other faces.

However, the hunters' methods of warfare in the north also seem to be much more forceful. When the "Begin!" decree was issued, he was frequently seen pulling or pushing a stick to win.

Nor are the hunters of Dana and Havilla so powerless. Even Din and Lid, who are in the same position, were held back by so many powerful men. Lad-Lid and others, among others, were regarded as even more powerful than George-Zaza.

But still, if we take the average, there will be a huge difference. And there were twenty hunters in Havilla and Dhana, nearly twice as many hunters in the north. What's the matter, there was no denying the odds of winning.

At the end of the first round, the number of people will be 29.

Among them, there were about seven hunters of Dana and Havilla. The men also wore the hunter's clothes in this competition, so they were easy to measure.

Moreover, the group of winners also included Lem-Dom, Diga and Dodd, all three of whom were opponents of Dana and Havilla's hunters in the first round. Still, Lem-Dom had defeated Dana's men, who were not apprentices, so it was truly splendid.

From here on out, however, the odds of hitting with the once brave increase steadily. At any rate, it's nine out of 29, so the odds are roughly one-third.

It was Lem-Dom alone who was spared the odds. Or because the numbers were odd, she was set to move on to the third round without fighting.

Digga had been defeated by George-Zaza.

Dodd had also lost this to the head of Havilla, a brave man.

The head of the Havilla has won the seat of a brave man even when climbing as many trees as he did earlier. He was long, excellent in stature, and that was Pierce Loch, a brave fighter in combat.

Even at the end of Game Two that way, all nine brave men had won.

The number of people remaining is fifteen. Only three remained in Dhana and Havilla: the head of Havilla and his elder brother, and the head of Dhana.

"Hum! That's a lot of blood compared to the power of pulling bars! It looks like you need to sharpen the power you need to fight!

Dan-Rutim also seemed more daunting than ever.

Ai-Fa is a quiet face, but his blue eyes shine sharply at all times. Even for me, the stormy power of the hunters of the North had drained my liver.

So this is the third round by fifteen.

The first match was between Lem-Dom, who was just unbeaten, and Dana's parents.

If the opponent is a brave man, then he is a hunter of Dana, or - the hope is also muddled, and Lem-Dom was to be defeated at the end of the engagement. Dana's head of household was a man of strength who won the throne of the brave compared to the power of target and tree climbing.

Lem-Dom, who was eventually to be deprived of his stick, was again looking to heaven and breathing.

To such a Rem-Dom, the parents of a still young Dana speak up.

"He who has so much power in his apprenticeship does not exist in Dana or in Havilla. I'm comfortable being reminded of the bottom line of Dom's house, Lem-Dom."

"You're welcome. I was the one who reminded you of Dana's power."

Dropped off by the tone and cheer of the drum, both names retreated.

Even then, numerous fierce battles ensue. Since there are so many rivalries between the brave from here on out, so much enthusiasm was to be blown into the square.

Graf-Zaza defeated the head of the Dom branch.

Dick-Dom defeated the eldest brother of the Zaza branch.

Gene's parents defeated Dom's eldest brother.

And - Havilla's parents beat down Gene's eldest brother in the main house.

This elder brother of Gene's main house is also one of the brave men of the past.

The fact that the Havilla braves defeated Gene's braves had sparked an extraordinary response to that battle. It was a bar pull, not a fight, but I would say it nevertheless showed definite power. The families of Havilla, among other things, were cheering as if a new brave man had been decided.

And it is George-Zaza, who will be the last brave man.

The opponent was Havilla's eldest brother, who became a brave man at that temptation, both Itchy and Tour-Din.

Apparently, Havilla's eldest brother is good at reading his opponent's breathing, which greatly tormented Georg-Zaza, who wandered in his physique. Havilla's family cheered with so much heat because it was just after his father gave him the great Venus.

At the end of the day, however, George-Zaza sifted his opponent to the ground.

Just as much in return, Zaza's family explodes their cheers. But there, too, the admiration for Havilla's eldest brother, who tormented Georg-Zaza so far, felt firmly embedded.

"They've cooled my liver a lot. You look so sweet, it's hard to do."

Georg-Zaza laughed and offered his hand to Havilla's eldest brother.

Havilla's eldest brother, who took that hand and stood up, is also grinning loosely with a sweaty face. In the next generation, they would lead the family as the head of the main family.

Afterwards, there was a match between the hunters of Zaza and Dom, not the brave ones, who were to seize the victory.

Remaining undefeated was a young man, a family member of the Zaza main house.

This gave out the top 8 comparisons of the force of bar pulling.

"Wow. Hey. How far can George-Zaza go to win?"

In my diagonal rear, Eurifia was raising her voice.

"I mean, you're beating that George-Zaza in a martial arts club, aren't you? It's going to be incredible."

"... I think George-Zaza has put a lot of effort into this over the past year or so. It will no longer be difficult for me to triumph, even in a martial arts club that is profitable here."

Melfrid had answered that way without spilling his emotions.

Dim-Rutim looks to the battlefield to eat in. As far as he is concerned, I guess George-Zaza can't even look past that he beat the defeated Leiris.

The fourth round, which will be the quarterfinals, begins while such people watch.

Graf-Zaza kicked a young man living in the same house. It was only that one battle that did not lead to the engagement.

The second game is between Dick-Dom and Havilla's parents.

Earlier on, he is the head of Havilla, who left Gene's young brave man, but this was just bad for him. It was a story that in the settlements north of here in recent years, either Dick-Dom or Graf-Zaza had won every time.

Hence, it was Dick-Dom who eventually won, but he had given Havilla's parents an unmistakable praise just because he said it led to a close fight.

"Hmm... Dick-Dom may not have enough power in his right arm after all"

and i-fa whispered like i could only hear him, snapping like that.

Dick-Dom broke his right fist and was off the hunter's job for over a month. Then, furthermore, I was wondering which time of the month was supposed to have passed - maybe twice that amount of time needed to completely heal an injury that required a month's rest.

(For the most part, stick pulling would be quite important. After all, is there a problem in that area)

Sneaking up on Morn-Rutim, she was breathing deeply as she combined her hands in front of her chest. Defeating in comparison to power never shames the hunter, but still never goes beyond winning. Having watched over the power comparison of Ai-Fa over and over again, it also seemed to me that Morn-Rutim's feelings were painfully understandable.

But anyway, Dick-Dom was close to winning. Until the victory, there are two more wins.

The third game was between George-Zaza and Gene's parents.

This was also a pretty big deal, but George-Zaza had lost at all costs. Gene's head of household was second only to Graf-Zaza and Dick-Dom. And I heard that four people, including Dom's parents, were the top four compared to the power of the last fight.

And the fourth game is between Dana's parents and Dom's family.

The parents and eldest brother of the Dom branch, who was the last brave man, have already been defeated, so this family is a man of another branch. It was a strange combination that allowed us to win this far.

But of course, I guess there is no such thing as an immature hunter in Dom's house. He was to be spared after a great heat battle no less than the one he had just played.

Havilla's parents, who defeated Gene's brave men, were defeated, and Dana's parents, who had not yet hit the brave men, prevailed. This is also a strange combination.

Thus, the top four to advance to the semifinals comprised a rash: Graf-Zaza, Dick-Dom, Gene's parents, and Dana's parents.

Dana's parents are fighting well, but it will still be the result of proving the toughness of the northern clan. Besides, it was somewhat symbolic that everyone was the head of the main house.

"To the head of the main house exists the heavy responsibility of guiding the clan. Therefore, you will be more willing than anyone to work on giva hunting jobs and training."

While the power comparison of interconnections was taking place, Ai-Fa spoke that way.

"Also, if the parents seem to give their souls back before their sons grow up, the seat of the main house is next transferred to a division close to blood. The seat of the main house means that only powerful houses will inherit it it."

I don't know how the hell Ey-Fa in Fa's house, where hunters other than myself have gone on, talks like that. But I didn't see a dark shade in Ey-Fa's eyes or expression, and it just felt like there was a hunter's pride there.

After about half an hour, the semi-finals will finally begin.

If we win here, the throne of the brave or the brave is certain.

The first game was between Graf-Zaza and Gene's parents.

Exactly Graf-Zaza can't beat this opponent easily either.

But still, there was no losing, a Graf-Zaza victory after nearly three minutes of heat.

The shock ran in the second game.

This was also a pretty long battle, but Dick-Dom, who was flirting with his opponent with the giant and the power he had before him, was finally stripped of his stick all the time.

Havilla's parents, who were referees, were also taken aback for some time. So much so that it was an unfortunate doomsday.

"Da...... it is the victory of Dana's parents!

A moment late, cheers roll up.

But it was just the people of Dana and Havilla who were cheering. The people of the northern clan are the expression of perplexity, both male and female. Morn-Rutim had also closed his eyelids with a pitifully quiet face.

(After all, I wonder if my right arm is not feeling well)

Such suspicion was to be exacerbated by the continuing battle.

Graf-Zaza was to beat Dana's head, and Gene's head was to beat Dick-Dom lightly.

Such a difference in strength between finals and third-place decisions is not so good. If it was a battle between Graf-Zaza and Dick-Dom, Gene's parents and Dana's parents, it would have been more in contact - and that's what everyone would have thought.

Thus the Bar Drawing Brave became Graph-Zaza, and the two brave men became the heads of Gene and Dana, but they were still never as heartless cheered as before.

"Are you all right, Dick-Dom? Does the old wound on your right hand hurt?

Graf-Zaza was asking that in public.

People watch their interactions by swallowing their spit. The settlers in the north, among other things, had revealed the expression of anxiety and perplexity.

Dick-Dom replies "No," as if to shake off those eyes.

"I have no pain, I have no fever. I just don't have the power to grip things back completely. Again, I guess this will also interfere with the battle for bar pulling."

"... So what do we do compared to the power of combat?

"Whatever, join. Even though the wound doesn't hurt, there's no reason to leave."

Graf-Zaza stared at Dick-Dom for a while before nodding heavily.

"Admitted. … then start comparing the power of the fight! Hunter, get ready!

"Ready?" I was supposed to lean my neck. There should be no special preparation or anything compared to the power of combat, and it is the job of young people under the age of thirteen to clean up the tools of bar pulling. Around me, Ai-Fa and Dan-Rutim seemed to be doing a lot of the same.

Young people and women approach the hunters as we watch them like that.

When I saw the hunters handing over their skull wraps and hunter's clothes to you, I was convinced, "Oh." Exactly. Compared to the power of combat, I guess those things get in the way too.

But I was about to be struck by a new surprise.

The hunters took off their torso as they were, and began to expose themselves to forged nakedness.

Of course, I don't even take off my hips or footwear. But even if it was just the upper body, it was worth a surprise. All in shades of light and black, the successful nakedness full of ancient wounds - and the majority of them are the hunters of the northern settlements blessed with stature. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the pressure of the meat.

"Ugh. Did this just surprise you? The rest of the family doesn't seem to be exposed to nakedness compared to the power of combat."

And, at some point, Lem-Dom, who had approached me, laughed at me and Ai-Fa. Thankfully, she remains wrapped in outfits and hunter's clothes.

"Uh, Dim-Rutim... oh, there he is. That's why I can't participate in this power comparison alone. Even hunters won't be able to expose women to milk."

"Oh, of course. I mean, why should I bother to take my outfit off?

"A lesson than the ancients. Probably hated the outfit hurting. If the hunters of the northern settlements work together, why are they wearing outfits that will soon tear them apart?"

"I see," I hear from right next to me. It was Fermes with a soft smile as usual.

"When the forest people lived in the Black Forest, they were out of contact with people from the outside world, weren't they? Then we should have worn the outfit ourselves. Spinning textiles in the woods would be a lot of hassle, so how important was it treated?

"Oh, maybe that's what this is about. Whatever it is, it's a shame I can't be compared to power."

Saying so, Lem-Dom clad to the ground. There are also Ai-Fa and Tour-Din in this place, so I guess they decided to sit back.

I called out to Lem-Dom like that, "Um" in a way that Morn-Rutim could not reveal.

"Dick-Dom is... are you sure you're okay?

"What do you mean, okay? If you don't have enough power in your right arm, it might be hard to win until the end."

"Well, that would be a Mother Forest reminder, so I don't care what I have to say... but is the ancient wound not painful or painful?

"Because if you keep comparing your powers in that state, you'll be taking another break from hunter's work. Dick shouldn't be so stupid."

That said, Lem-Dom spilled his white teeth.

"Don't worry, support Dick. That should be the best thing for Dick."

"Yes," Morn-Rutim nodded as he faintly dyed his cheeks.

In the meantime, the hunters appear to be ready. When the women and the young men retreated, only a swollen naked man was left there.

From there, Graph-Zaza advances with a very successful body. He had a similar old wound to his left shoulder as well as his head, so it was just awesome and powerful.

"Then we'll arrange a combination of battles! Get ready for the ropes!

The youths prepare the rope for scraping. This time, of course, the nine brave men were plotted to be a different group.

When an opponent is decided, the drum is slapped again. As far as the people in the northern settlements are concerned, "Moore! It also seemed that the" hung up "caused so much heat.

(I guess every family is most important compared to the power of this fight)

But what the hell is a comparison of the power of combat carried out naked? I'm supposed to sit back and let you see it, too.

The first game of the first round is the man of Gene's parents and Zaza's division.

The upper back is about the same and a wide physique, Gene's parents, and a man from Zaza's branch, who is long and in an even physique, face to face. Both are musculoskeletal and wild beastly powerful.

Graph-Zaza says, "Get started!" When he gave the decree, "the two bowed their hips and began to gauge twitching and intermission.

When Zaza's men lift up their right arms as they explore, Gene's parents pay for it. That was all the trick, and the tension was as if a blue and white spark had scattered.

To inspire both of them that don't move very loudly, the tone of the drum and "Moore!" I can give you a hanging voice.

And - Gene's parents, they stepped in a lot.

Lower your posture just like when you carry loads and dive from your head into your opponent's pocket. At the same time that his head hit his opponent's belly, Gene's parents had their hands on his opponent's waistband.

"Noooo!" He raised his voice, and the men of Zaza stomped.

Then rub your right arm between you and your opponent. Gene's parents were woken up and were to be compressed under his throat by his opponent's right forearm.

But Gene's parents don't try to take their hands off the belt.

The force to attract the opponent and the force to push the opponent apart antagonized, causing the movement to stop for about seconds.

Gene's parents' tough face is getting redder and redder because of the pressure on her throat.

As it is, the parents of the servant Gene suffocate - and so on - and the moment I thought about it, the settlement suddenly came.

As the bottom growled, Gene's parents twisted their bodies.

Zaza's men, whose feet were pulled off the ground, were to be slapped from shoulders to the ground.

The drums are slammed and Gene's parental victory is called.

In a big cheer, I let go of the breath I was packing.

"That's more powerful than I imagined. I've got the strength to get here."

"Hmm. After all, Gene's head of household seems to be an extraordinary force"

When Ai-Fa answered that way, Lem-Dom gave me a colorful flush.

"But if I were Ey-Fa, wouldn't I win? Dan-Rutim and Gene's parents would outnumber Dan-Rutim."

"... it was no longer more than a year ago that I did a power comparison with Dan-Rutim. It's not worth getting rid of now."

"Then how powerful is the young Ey-Fa? Really, chasing Ey-Fa's back is an endless journey."

Such Lem-Dom emotions are spared, and the game goes on.

Even if you're naked from the waist to the top, it doesn't seem to change the basic part. Combine them from the front and twist them down with force, or try to get them to fall with a gap in their opponents - the approximate of the decision-makers are those two patterns. After all, it would be more of a sumo wrestling or a fight similar to judo than an arrangement exists that the opponent should not be harmed.

Besides, there are no more petty humans on this occasion than Lyelpham-Sudra, and many seem to prefer to combine from the front to the hunters of the north. The hunters of Dana and Havilla, inferior in stature, were trying to circumvent it in footwork, but were largely grabbed by arms and bands along the way and thrown mercilessly.

It was still Havilla's parents who gave him Venus in that.

Of course he is a brave man in his last fight, so I guess he is a worthy man of strength. Still, when he defeated the young hunter of Zaza, people were cheering mixed with surprises.

And, of course, the brave men of the northern settlements will win in due course.

Dodd and others were suddenly bumping into Graph-Zaza and getting killed for seconds.

Dick-Dom, anxious about the ancient wounds on his right hand, was against a young man, the family of the Zaza main house.

There was one thing about the bar pull, so I also watched him harrassly - Dick-Dom, who took the opponent's advance from the front, rolled the opponent to the ground without any bitterness.

People also cheer to breathe relief. While still young, Dick-Dom, the head of the main house, is probably expecting a lot of people. Morn-Rutim also seemed to plump something, single-handedly ringing.

That was how, at the end of the first round, there were only four hunters for Dana and Havilla. He is the face of Dana's head, the eldest brother of Dana's branch, the head of Havilla, and the eldest brother of Havilla. However, none of the three, except the head of the Havilla, has yet shown its true value, as the apprentice hunter or the hunters of Dana and Havilla were opponents. The same is true of Diga, who sent down Dana's apprentice hunter.

"Oh, I knew I wanted to join you, too. There's only so much blood left."

and Rem-Dom was blurry again during the game.

Lem-Dom smiles demonically at Ey-Fa as he burns a twist and a fighting spirit in his black eyes.

"Hey, let's do a power comparison later, too. Ey-fa, 'cause you want blood, don't you?

"I feel daunted, but not immature enough to stifle it. All you have to do is wield your strength in tomorrow's giva hunt."

"'Cause I have a rest period starting tomorrow... if women are with each other, they won't have a problem exposing milk, will they? Let's sneak in and have some fun somewhere."

"Ugly," he abandoned, "Ai-Fa snapped Rem-Dom's head.

I concentrate on the game as I blow my imagination out of my head.

The second round also saw an incandescent battle.

Among them, what can be described as the madness - are the parents of Havilla and Dana? The hunters of Zaza and Dom were the opponents, respectively, but with the handsome foot judgment as their weapon, they were brilliantly victorious.

After all, Havilla's eldest brother is Gene's eldest brother, and Dana's head of branch hits a difficult enemy named Graf-Zaza, a defeat abruptly. Dana and Havilla's survival in this way only combined with their respective parents.

And it's a diga.

The opponent was, again, George-Zaza.

Digga, who had been knocked down by the stick pull, but this battle led to a close. Physically almost mutually reinforcing, the two combine in four disappointing fronts to lead to a lasting battle.

"... what the heck, Mo! If it sticks that far, don't win, yo!

Zwei-Rutim was whispering like he couldn't see.

People are dying to beat it, too. I guess I didn't predict that I would be in contact so far with a former brave man and an apprentice hunter. With considerable interaction with both George-Zaza and Diga, Tour-Din watched where the battle went, holding Odifia's hand tight.

So, it's been a long time.

George-Zaza pulled herself off the hook.

All this time, Digga storms in. Pressed by the momentum, Georg-Zaza thought he would be knocked out of his back, but he twisted himself at the spot and caught his own foot on the other's foot.

Let her swim her upper body wide before Digga falls into the front.

In a big cheer, George-Zaza sweats "ugh," Digga says, "Damn it!" and slapped the ground.

"You're still relying on your arm. It's about training at best so we can use that arm strength more."

Saying it that way, Georg-Zaza offered his hand to Diga.

Standing up Digga has dropped her shoulders soggy. Georg-Zaza laughed and jerked that back off.

"Don't make me look so pungent while you keep me so far! Damn, it's a tight one."

Diga was quiet, but the eyes of the people watching it were warm. Digga, who had not done his giva hunting work until recent years and had laid herself in a lazy life, was to gain so much power. Yet the settlers of the north kept watching their growth from afar.

After such an act, the second round is also over.

Fifteen hunters remain. And up to nine of them were the last brave men.

From here on out, brave men will bump into each other. Without denying it, people were enthusiastic - but once the opponent's crumbs were exchanged, only one battle was fought between the brave.

It was Dick-Dom and Zaza's elder brother who was chosen for that fight.

While forcing some struggle, Dick-Dom was nevertheless able to win.

Seed becomes Graph-Zaza, and the other brave men are well on their way.

In the process, Gene's parents were to send down Dana's parents, and Havilla's parents were to send down Dom's men.

So the combination is determined by eight brave men in the fourth round.

Gene's parents defeated his eldest brother, his son.

Graf-Zaza defeated Dom's elder brother in the division.

Georg-Zaza's counterpart is the head of the Havilla. Havilla's parents, who had continued to fast-track so far, were also finally to succumb to George-Zaza.

And the last battle is between Dick-Dom and the head of the Dom branch.

This person was a mighty man who climbed to the top four at the last harvest festival.

Nor is my stature, ever beaten by Dick-Dom. He is also forty years old in front of him, and as a hunter he would be in a period of circular maturity.

Dick-Dom, though he was to be greatly tormented - nevertheless, at the end of the day, let him triumph with grand moves like a sumptuous suplex.

"Um, that's Dick-Dom!... but my right arm seems to be getting a lot tired"

To Dan-Rutim's words, Gazran-Rutim hammered, "Right."

"I guess there's no lie in the word that there's no pain, but maybe there's no longer any power left to hold things. Winning the next battle with that arm can be difficult."

After saying it that way, Gazran-Rutim looked back at his sister.

"It's all a guide to the woods, isn't it," replies Morn-Rutim, smiling to encourage himself.

That's how the semi-finals began after the intermittent battle.

Graf-Zaza's opponent will be George-Zaza, and Dick-Dom's opponent will be Gene's head of household.

George-Zaza was showing his mighty father a good fight.

I can't even feel that much power difference in my eyes. Instead, the younger Georg-Zaza was filled with more dynamism, to the point where he felt more forcefully.

After all, however, the power of Graph-Zaza was out of the picture. According to one theory, Graf-Zaza and Dick-Dom are whispered to be comparable in strength to Donda-Lou and Dan-Rutim.

Geor-Zaza, who was moving harder, was just out of breath after repeated offenses of combining, flying apart and combining.

Without missing that gap, at the end of the day, he was jumping from Graph-Zaza's side, taking a favorable pair of hands and slamming his son's body to the ground.

People congratulate parents and children who fought hard with great cheer.

It was a battle worthy of the current and next generation of chiefs.

And in the second game, he is the head of Dick-Dom and Gene.

The square felt an air somewhere resembling a renunciation. It's unfortunate that Dick-Dom is unwell, but it's hard to say that the other person is no less likely to be Gene's parent - but it's the air.

In fact, Gene's head of household was an amazing hunter. The throwing technique using the low center of gravity was brilliant, and not only did it bump from the front, but it also maneuvered and flirted with the opponent if you had to. As unimaginable as it may seem, Gene's head of household felt like a contender.

After all, Dick-Dom was clearly starting to shelter his right arm.

No, rather than shelter, I guess I'm getting to the point where I use my left arm more often because I'm no longer left with a grip on my right hand. Even if he grabbed his opponent's arm or girdle with his right hand, he couldn't even help Feint because he was easily shaken off.

Now it just seemed hard to beat Gene's parents, the third strength - but Dick-Dom didn't give up. Without giving up, he waited for the arrival of the tiger sight and opportunity.

That came after a fierce offensive lasted about five minutes.

Gene's parents grabbed Dick-Dom's left arm and rolled out a single backpacking move.

It seemed to me that I should get some rest.

but even though it seemed like the perfect time, Dick-Dom's giant didn't float up. With his left arm removed, Dick-Dom dropped his hips deeper than his opponent and managed to make him endure.

That's how Dick-Dom wrapped his right arm around him, in such a way as to hold his opponent's neck in.

Plus, grab your right wrist with your left hand. If this is the case, the grip on the right hand is irrelevant. That's how when Dick-Dom twisted the giant like a tornado, Gene's parents were to hit harder and fall to the ground.

"Until then! It is the victory of Dom's parents! Don't leave Gene's parents!

When the head of Havilla, who was the referee, declared, the square was blown with cheer.

Dick-Dom is breathing roughly, keeping his right arm down sloppily. Dick-Dom looked more drained than Gene's parent, the loser.

"Finally, we made it to the last fight! This is out of the question, don't you see?

"Right," Gazran-Rutim responded again, as Dan-Rutim gave a delightful voice.

"Looks like I misjudged Dick-Dom's bottom line. Neither can I. I can't imagine where the last battle went."

I was kind of, like, heartbeating at the groan.

Has he been relieved of the way the always deposited Dick-Dom fought so hard? Or are you getting emotional about Morn-Rutim holding hands to pray right behind me? I have no grudges against Graf-Zaza, but I couldn't help wishing Dick-Dom victory.

(And Dick-Dom and I are friends who revealed the night together at Rutim's house.)

But before that, it is first of all a comparison of the forces of interconnection and then a third-place decisive battle.

The third-place match is between George-Zaza and Gene's parents.

Due to the depth of this, I sneak up on George-Zaza. I don't suppose that wish was heard - it was George-Zaza who won after a great heat battle that spanned more than five minutes.

The people of the northern settlements were still cheering tremendously here.

Perhaps George-Zaza beat Gene's head for the first time. Instead of me, Tul-din and Zei-din were also banging their hands in admiration.

At last, it is the final game.

This is the last battle against the power begun in Jomtien.

If you open the lid, it is a match between two people who were originally referred to as the strongest in the northern settlements.

But Dick-Dom, obviously, is not in full condition. Even though that weaved the mood of renunciation in as many fights as earlier, it now seemed to be an element of detonators.

Besides - Dick-Dom hasn't even won the brave seat yet.

Graf-Zaza is a bar-bearing brave man, Gene's parents are load-carrying brave men, George-Zaza is a fighting brave man, Dom's branch parents are load-carrying brave men, Dodd is a wood-climbing brave man - and his sister Rem-Dom is a fighter of the target. If I say it's a strange combination, it's until then, and even if I lose this battle, I get the brave seat, but nevertheless, Dom, the head of the main house deserves the title of brave man - the people of the northern settlements may have been caught in such a thought.

"Okay, here we go!

By decree of the head of the Havilla, the final match was started.

At the same time, Graf-Zaza grabs Dick-Dom from the front.

Dick-Dom took that rampage without escaping.

Upper back, Dick-Dom is more astringent. But it's also, at best, five centimeters. Moreover, in the combination of the four disappointments, some aspects should have been more advantageous with a lower center of gravity.

As if to prove it, Graf-Zaza rocks Dick-Dom's giant left and right.

The amplitude was felt to be large only when swayed to the right.

Dick-Dom's right hand is placed on his opponent's waistband, but I guess he's still not helping to control him.

With enough foresight of it, Graf-Zaza twisted himself violently.

With a twist, keep your left hand away from your opponent's belt and open your body. At the same time, Dick-Dom's right hand was to fall apart from his opponent's belt and lose his posture significantly.

At the same time, Graf-Zaza is sticking out his right leg. That's the prospect of mowing Dick-Dom's left leg.

Dick-Dom dropped his hips and managed to stay on the spot.

Without intermittent hair, Graph-Zaza exerts pressure from across.

Dick-Dom's legs remained trampled on the earth, and he was to raise a dust and build a train path.

Dick-Dom shakes his black-brown hair and puts his right arm up against his opponent's waist.

The finger tangled in the waist band, but when Graf-Zaza loosened his body funny, it just bounced off.

Graf-Zaza then pushes the spreading head of the red and black old wound into the opponent's chest and grabs the waist band with his left hand again.

Graf-Zaza had fallen back enough and was grabbing his waist belt disappointingly with both hands.

After all, Dick-Dom has a diagonally inclined body and his right hand is not reaching his opponent's waist. He was in an unstoppable position because his back had also fallen asleep.

Graf-Zaza's head compresses Dick-Dom's mandible with a mess.

Graph-Zaza scaffolded so as to explore which was more effective, whether it should be pushed down from the back as it was, or pulled down in front.

People are cheering for their throats.

I'm not putting my shoulder in an unfavourable Dick-Dom. Everyone seemed enthusiastic for that answer as to which was the true strong.

Graph-Zaza draws his opponent's body all the way.

Dick-Dom stepped on his balls and managed to endure.

Then this time, lift your weight forward.

In a nasty and painful posture on his back, Dick-Dom still stood still.

"Fine, Dick! Show the woods your power!

In a big cheer, Lem-Dom was screaming like that, too.

Morn-Rutim almost has a crying face and is fingertipped all the time.

I also shook my fists in both hands again and gazed at them to see the moment of settlement that I would already be visiting.

At that time, I = fa said, "Mm...?" I heard a faint whisper.

Dick-Dom is re-twitching as his body manages to face the front.

That, muscular uplifting right arm like Oyama, was aiming for a Graf-Zaza belt at the crawling speed of a snail.

Grabbing your hips with your right hand without a good grip doesn't seem to have a slight effect.

But Dick-Dom's black eyes were burning like flames. As long as you can grab that belt, you say the victory is your own - that's how you seem to be convinced.

At that time, Graph-Zaza moved a lot.

Again, he's gaining weight forward. It is a tremendous thrust, even though it does not have any help.

Dick-Dom was unreliable, but still managed to catch on.

And - so backwards, I was diligently putting my right arm up.

The arm finally reaches the waist band.

But Dick-Dom didn't try to grab his belt.

He twisted his wrist between his waistband and his leg coat.

At the next moment, Graph-Zaza's giant floated up fluttering.

Dick-Dom lifted the Graf-Zaza giant with one right arm.

I wouldn't have needed a grip because I have my wrist hooked to my waist band. But Dick-Dom couldn't even put his hips in that one because he was in a position with his back up. Dick-Dom lifted the Graf-Zaza giant just because of his upper body muscle strength.

Graf-Zaza let his legs swim like crazy, but Dick-Dom's giant is unshakeable.

That's how Dick-Dom twisted his body, slamming Graf-Zaza's body straight from his back to the ground.

Along with the awesome sound, the cheer explodes.

"It is the victory of Dom's parents! Fighting braves shall be Dom's parents!

Such a cheer echoed when Havilla's parents declared.

All the time here, the drums get beaten up too.

And - the momentum that also suppressed it burst the roar when the thunder rang.

Dick-Dom looked up to heaven and let down the roar of victory.

For a moment, the square was quiet.

Then a storm of cheer blew like a tsunami.

"What, no more... no matter how much, not too intentional?

From beyond the cheer, I hear Rem-Dom twinkle.

Lem-Dom had tears in his eyes as I looked back with my hands pounding.

Morn-Rutim is also laughing like a toddler, spilling clear tears.

I'm sure Dick-Dom didn't look like this every time either.

I guess he had that determination in his chest to let him win the throne of the brave, even though he was unwell with his right arm.

The look of Dick-Dom barking at heaven was like a young lion or something who had captured his first victory - even me, not a bloodline, was to be struck deeply in the chest.