83 Chapter 5-6 Slalin Undoubled

Slalin 'change, that was Slalin' huge.

Until then, the slurrin was roughly about 60-80 cm in diameter, but the slurrin in front of me was slightly over 4 m by the count, possibly close to 5 m.

I was surprised not only by the opponents and the audience for this, but also by me, who was supposed to be the Lord.

Hurry up and check Slalin's status...

Name... Slalin

Age… 9

Race... Emperor (...) Slime

Title... Tenma's Family

It is.

Something's wrong with the race... emperor through King...

I heard Slime say the race name changes depending on the size, but Slalin just before the change should have been a normal (...) slime, the same as usual.

If at some point the conditions for the race to evolve were met, then suddenly something can't be bigger because it's not a game... but something that can't be real is happening right in front of us.

Even while I'm confused, Slalin is moving as if nothing had happened.

First, Slalin stretches her grown body around her opponents.

From the next stretched and surrounded body grew a number of tentacles like… that number is roughly a thousand, even if lightly quoted. At this point the opponents noticed the situation and began to take a defensive stance.

But that defensive posture seemed a little slow.

Slalin started pounding a number of tentacles on his opponents.

The feeling I saw also seems to have something to do with tapping from the top of the protective gear, I can't feel so much power in the blow of my tentacles... that's not why there's no damage or impact at all.

It was only at the beginning that the opponents also succeeded in cutting off some tentacles by attacking them, but still slightly. Moreover, the tentacles cut off because of it are crawling towards the body and taken in as if they were willing.

And how long have you been on the defensive side, throwing away attacks against Slalin's attacks to round your body and be thorough in defense?

Still, I won't stop attacking Slalin. Ning Lo, I am gaining momentum with all the opportunities.

Apparently, Slalin is angry about being ridiculed. It's usually unusual for a moderate slurin to get so angry. I don't know which words stuck Slalin's mind, but Slalin's attacks are very frivolous.

If you feel like it, it should be possible to sink in a single blow if you are that opponent, but today's slurrin surrounds the opponent so that he can't escape, deliberately inflicting hundreds or thousands of attacks that have lost power and the opponent suffers from attacks that will not kill him or stun him.

If this were a true first-rate opponent, it would have been possible to escape without difficulty, but the prospective opponents could not have done so, losing their will with one another.

Where everyone abandoned their weapons and lost their will to war, the referee finally tried to get into a halt.

Having sensed the movement, Slalin returned to her original size before the referee could speak, to me and Shiloumal.

"Winner, Slalin!

The referee shouted the name of Slalin, not my team name, unexpectedly.

By the way, our team name is Oracion. When I thought about the team name, I happened to see the tanicase I was putting out there, and I remembered that there was a novel with a horse with that name working, so I put it on. By the way, in Spanish the meaning is' prayer '.

When I came back to us, I saw that Slalin was back to her original size, and I figured out what the giant karakuri looked like.

"Slalin. You're making a new dimension bag in your body, and you're saving your body in a bag (...)"

Is Slalin the influence of my magic? Because I can use space magic, I make dimension bags and hide them in my body.

And this time I guess I'm making a new bag I don't know and saving the unused portion of my body in it separately.

The earlier giant phenomenon occurred because of the fusion of the body out of the bag. Besides, the bag was in Slalin's body, so he opened the bag in his body and gave out the body that he had kept detached in his body, so it would have suddenly appeared to swell big.

To my point, Slalin affirmed by shaking her body vertically. It should be noted that Shiloumal seemed to know and did not look surprised. Solomon could also know in this way, and it's likely I'm the only one who didn't.

We went back to the tent with an audience that was too surprised and quiet.

Where we were gone, the audience was finally returning to me and cheering.

"So Slalin. How long have you been an emperor?

I questioned Sularin in the tent. The current slurrin checked his status and the race had become a normal 'slime', as before.

Slalin is using her entire body to apologize for keeping quiet from me.

Then what Slalin's gesture found out was that Slalin became an emperor when he was attacking (...) the Seigen dungeon alone, sneaking out in the dungeon safe house while I was training and researching, preying (...) around the same slime.

The reason you kept your mouth shut on me was because once you took in the slime before, he kept it to himself because I was looking sick watching it.

"Well, that's fine...... how many slimes did you take in the hell?

Slalin thought a little about my question and rocked her body to the side.

"You've preyed so hard you don't know..."

Slalin shakes her body vertically to affirm that answer. However, with Slalin becoming an Emperor, it is certain that his battle power has increased.

It is generally said that slime evolves from normal slime to big slime and king slime.

Emperor slime seems to be the evolution that goes over King.

It is assumed that the common way to distinguish slime is to 'slime' if it is up to about 60 cm in size, 'big slime' at around 1 m, kingslime at 2 m or more. However, because the body of the slime has a lot of moisture, it is difficult to judge because the size depends considerably on the situation.

Within the context of talking about that, it is likely that all one battle will be over soon.

As soon as that happens, our second round begins.

The opponent is Ted and Wright's team. Now Slalin as well as me and Shiloumal will participate.

As I waited lightly for my body to unwind, the attendant immediately came to get me.

As he was led up to the arena by an attendant, he was greeted with great cheer by the audience.

Soon after that, Ted and the others came along, but most of the cheering was directed at us, so he looks uncomfortable.

The referee saw the state of both teams before declaring the game open. The formation of the two teams is almost side-by-side with my team centering on me, with slurrin on my right hand and silowmall on my left, and they're both about 4m apart from me.

In contrast, Wright and Ted are about 10 meters away from us, and they are about 5 meters apart, side-by-side, with each other's relatives. Ted is right in front of me and the lights are left in front.

The first ones to move were Light's Hard Links. The Hard Links are running toward Shiloumal and towing it in a way that surrounds the left and right.

In contrast, Slalin tries to get back to cover, but Ted's Thunderbird keeps him away with wind magic.

Lights and Ted come at me in that gap.

Wright approaches the one-handed sword in a duplicitous fashion so as to harness the physical abilities of the beast man. Ted is keeping an eye on the bow and arrow from behind the light.

I took the practice stick out of my bag, put it on the light and rolled out the poke.

Wright didn't seem to anticipate that the weapon I took out was a stick, and stopped my thrust for about a shot. A second thrust into that gap, but the lights avoided without difficulty, and now Ted's unleashed arrow flew in.

The arrow stabbed me exactly where I was and where I avoided falling back, and the distance between me and the light opened a lot.

Shiloumal is about to be flirted with by the attack of the two Hard Links, but it would be okay to leave him alone because of the difference in his original abilities.

And Slalin was surprisingly in a struggle. Slalin isn't emperoring like he did in the previous game, but subtracting it isn't much of a means of attacking an enemy flying in the air, and vice versa, the opponent's magic is hitting Slalin unilaterally. But Slalin doesn't seem to be just getting hit either. Little by little, Slalin is approaching Shiloumal to avoid Thunderbird noticing.

The distance Slalin traveled about five minutes after the start of the game is a little over 1m, but Siroumar also seems to have noticed Slalin's intentions and is still approaching Slalin while pretending he is being flirted with.

Because Wright and Ted are concentrating on me, they don't seem to be paying attention to the movement of the slurrins.

Slalin and Shiloumal finally made their move as the two of us continued to hang out.

When the distance between the two approached about 4 m, Shiloumal suddenly flashed and stepped on the slalin. Slalin bounced like a trampoline the moment he was stepped on, and Shiloumal assembled it on Ted's Thunderbird.

Slalin intertwines the Hard Links with his body by hitting against the Hard Links who reacted momentarily to Shiloumal's flash. In doing so, Slalin is getting her body out of the bag and emperoring it.

Ted and Wright stopped moving when they saw their own family get hit in just a few seconds.

In that gap I packed it into a light, paid my legs off and let it roll, and held my neck down with a stick. I stick my left hand out against Ted so he can release magic at any time.

"" Surrender. ""

The two surrender at the same time, and Ted is throwing the bow and arrow on the floor with his hands up. Light also let go of his weapon from being held down.

When I saw it, the referee declared our victory.

"Winner, Team 'Oracion'!

Having heard the words, Sularin and Shiloumar immediately opened up the relatives they had been holding back.

Slalin is back to his original size when he liberates.

There were no injuries to Ted, Wright, or Hard Links, but the shaped Thunderbird that was knocked down from the air seemed to have hurt its wings, but when I did a little healing magic it seemed to have gone all fast and was flying right through the sky.

The battle time was short, but the audience seemed satisfied with the disturbance of the family fighting, and we were applauded.

"I knew I lost..."

"I can't beat a single tenma... but I don't think that's gonna happen until the slurins..."

Ted and Wright shook hands with me and headed back to the tent with such a grunt.

I thought I'd watch the rest of the game because it's the final round of the qualifying round next, but I decided that the audience cheered so much more than I expected and I was quiet in my tent.

The battle to decide who to deal with in the final battle seems to be taking longer than I thought, dancing in the tent with a strange move with a chopped sillowmall all over it? There's slalin.

Slalin's move may be a stretch, but from the side, it just looks like a dance that sucks MP off.

In the meantime, Solomon made a face out of the bag, but Solomon was going to make his debut in the first round of the main battle, so he had patience to go outside.

Instead and all, Namitaro popped up.

"I'll fight next time ~. That's good, Tenma!

Namitaloh was very happy when he gave his permission because he was so uptight.

"Come on, fuck you!"

Namitaro stands up only on his tail, bumping his chest fin.

He says with his mouth, shush, shush, as his chest fin moves, so he's probably going to shadow boxing... though it doesn't look very like it.

Then about ten minutes later, the attendant came to our tent.

Namitaro is jumping out of his tent without listening to the attendant and advancing to the arena.

Suddenly a big fish popped out of the tent, so the audience quieted back to surprise, but after understanding Namitaro as my family, it turned into cheer.

Namitaro is sneezing around in the arena to respond to that voice.

I immediately talked to the attendant for a little while before going up to the arena without going after Namitaro.

When I saw us approaching the center of the arena, Namitaro lined up beside us. And...

"By the abstention of the opposing team, the winner, the team 'Oracion'!

The voice of judgment with echoed the venue.

"Why not! My work will continue!"

Following the voice of the referee, Namitaro's voice also echoed the venue. And a surprise comes from most of the people who were in the venue where they heard the voice.

"" "" "" The fish talked - ooh!!!!

Hammered voices, hardened people, some of them too surprised to be hipsters.

The referee is one of the stiffeners. Originally, I think there is a lot to be done after the declaration of victory, but the referee has heard Namitaro's voice closest, and it can be said that he was just too surprised not to lose his hips.

Namitaro is amused by the reaction of such an audience and deliberately goes near the audience to perform.

Every time Namitaloh approached, people had escaped from its vicinity, and a chain reaction could be made that Namitaloh was even more interesting and on track.

But it's not good as it is...

"Namitaro! House!

I opened my bag's mouth and called Namitaro.

"No, Tenma. I don't have a dog..."

"Namitaro! House!

"Saya..."

"House!"

"I'm not a dog..."

"House!"

………………

"Ha u s!"

"... Yes"

When I called him so gutsy, Namitaro reluctantly went into his bag.

The referee saw it and finally restarted it, paying attention to me.

After caution, he told me about the next battle and dissolved it... By the way, caution meant that if Namitaro stayed out of trouble (on track), in the worst case, he could have been disqualified for not following the instructions of the referee.

Fortunately, I stopped Namitaro immediately, so I just had to be careful... I decided to talk to Namitaro about this later.

The greeting with Ted and the others was there, and I just left the venue behind. The reason is that there are no measures today.

So today I left the venue behind at full speed before any trouble happened.

When the signs disappeared and after the venue, there was a crowd near the indicative entrance and exit.

I didn't decide to wait for us, but I didn't think I was wrong because I was able to confirm who I thought was related to nobility.

On his way to the mansion, he passed near several extraordinary match venues, all of which seemed to still be going on, with occasional cheers.

I didn't stop by because the venues that went through nearby weren't where people I knew were fighting, but every venue was full of people, so even a few notable teams would have been fighting.

When I got to the mansion with that in mind, I immediately set a line on one side of the garden and dragged Namitaro out.

"Namitaro... you know what I mean, right?

"I'm sorry. Uh-huh!

Namitaro, who heard my voice, immediately dared to sit down (and himself (the fish) said) and begged for forgiveness.

As I was then preaching to Namitaloh, the gate opened just at the end of the sermon.

The Mansion's gates are specifications that can only be opened by the determined, so it's probably the grandfathers.

"Isn't it a shame to leave us!

"I was going to eat something to celebrate..."

It's Grandpa and Aina who are knocking at the gate and complaining. Jeanne and Aura are out of breath behind the two.

"Buhahahahahahahahahaha, my flank..."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Apparently he's been running with all his might, Aura is suffering by holding the side of her stomach, and Jeanne can't afford to talk.

"That's not sloppy, at all. I can't believe this just ran from the venue..."

Aina is barely disturbed in her breath, and she doesn't look tired leading up to her grandfather.

Besides, there must be more than 10km from the venue to this mansion... normally I think it would be enough to come running...

"Oh, my sister... Gonyo, Gonyo (you're just fine because it's a monster)..."

Aura hasn't punished me for saying I've had a terrible eye before. I can't even say I grew up just whispering as much as I can, but I see Aina's physical abilities too sweetly.

It sounded familiar to Aina, and Aura was grabbed by the back collar and taken.

"Ha, help..."

Aura tried to ask me for help, but Aina bit her ape and she couldn't speak up.

I explained to my grandfather why I left them while I dropped off those Auras.

"I didn't know that had happened... you're in trouble..."

Apparently my grandfather had experienced it when he was younger too, and he immediately grasped the situation.

"By the way, I heard you ran from the venue... but you couldn't do Jeanne or something, could you?

Speaking to Grandpa as he saw Jeanne, who was still disturbing his breath and heckling into the ground, Grandpa looked awkward.

"At first, Jeanne and Aura were the only ones who wanted to give it back in the carriage... Eina said," Just fine for training, so do some reinforced magic on both of you, "so we did some magic and let them run together... I honestly think we did something wrong."

Apparently, they left me in a bit of a mess and got on with Eina's suggestion as it was.

As I relaxed in the garden in the form of resting Jeanne as it was, the gate became a little noisier.

When Aina went to see what was going on after Aura's ordination...... it was the three daughters there.

"Tenma ~"

"I lost ~"

"That auga is crazy ~"

The three daughters are mouthing the differences of Auga, Galiver, who was a verbal opponent.

"I got hit by that aug..."

Primera is also dropping her shoulders. Mr. Chris looks fine, but he has been pointed out to be quite sorry for Eina.

"What the hell is that aug... aug is supposed to be the epitome of brain muscle, right?

When I heard the story, apparently they were all alarmed that they thought Galiver was just an org.

Besides, he said his opponent's 'ghost soldiers' were not only Gallibar, but the other four were pretty good at it, and he was pushed from the start.

He said the formation of the "Ghost Soldier" was orthodox, such as being sidelined and two knights each consolidating left and right around Gallibar, which was not compatible with his three daughters.

"GUNJO 'S HUA" was the style of Primera and Chris becoming the wall players and their three daughters flirting with each other, but Galiver alone was pushed into two of the wall roles, and their three daughters became the wings against four knights.

As a result, they were able to defeat up to two of the other knights, but because the number and strength were the top opponents, three daughters were first hit and three to two, and two of the wall actors were pushed off as they were.

"If it was just an orga, I wouldn't care with me and Primera..."

That's what Mr. Chris shrugged. Apparently, the two of them were thinking of sending Primera to her three daughters where the attack got cluttered up by provoking Galiver, but Galiver's attack never got cluttered, and vice versa. Don't stick around. They fought and couldn't go to cover their three daughters.

To my surprise, the sixth member of the Ghost Soldier is the Marquis of Sammons. Sometimes instructions flew from the Marquis against Galiver, and each time Galiver's attacks changed, and the audience was surprised, Chris said.

The three daughters were also depressed by the loss for a while, but they were still able to do so because they even made it to the qualifying finals, and on the surface they were back to normal.

If you look at the main contestants in a letter that has been handed out by Games headquarters at night, "Dawn Sword," "Ghost Soldier," and "Seigentheimers A" are passing the qualifying round.

Only someone I know will make up a quarter of the main contestants.

I don't know the names of the other teams out there, but I also have some proven teams left, such as the last winning team and the semi-winning team and the last semi-winning team with a brief reference, so I have to keep my mind on fighting.

I have confidence that my team is the best on the battlefield, but I think experience has overwhelmingly lost, so I have to be careful not to lose in any mistakes, etc... For now, I'm going to strengthen Namitaro's surveillance.

Tomorrow I will focus on going for the finals because I have a real personal contest... If I can, it would be desirable to win the finals or the first round with the Bandit King... I know it's useless to pray to God, so let's go to bed quickly without doing that.

I didn't realize at this time that it was the first time that an individual at the age of fifteen, a real contestant at the same time as a team, appeared... If this were the case, it might have been interesting to compete in pairs with either Shiloumal or Slalin to set an unprecedented record... and when I said it in front of my grandfathers, a dry laugh would have echoed the mansion.