148 36 Honsen 1000 Kaisi! (1/2)
--3 years ago. Principality Colosseum.
Cheers with sparks.
Fighting is interesting because you don't know who will win.
Because you don't know who's going to win, you really want one of them to win.
The cheers are for her name. Their names.
On the other hand, the newly emerged supernova. Aylin B. Smiles, who has risen to prominence with her overwhelming strength, despite being fouled and forced to leave the ring many times.
On the other hand, there is the beautiful sword fighting genius who sashayed into the previous season and stole everyone's eyes. On the other hand, there is the beautiful sword fighting genius who sashayed into the previous season and dazzled people.
Of the 10,000 fighting swordsmen in the Colosseum, only eight are allowed to carry the title of ”Eight Flashes in the Sky”, and the sight of these two fighting continues to attract the attention of the people of the Colosseum.
However, the cheering that had been going on like a wave turned into a scream with just one movement.
Aylan, who had been outnumbered, threw a stone from the field that he had crushed at Prim.
She tried to flick it away, but if she really tried, it would fly into the audience.
Prim dared to take it easy and slammed it into the ground. It's not a difficult feat for her, but it leaves a very small void.
”Aah!” ”！！！！
Aylin smiles maniacally and dives into Prim's pocket, grabbing her by the hair.
He grabbed Prim by the hair. You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few.
And then, just as you're about to twist your body to avoid it. The back of my head is grabbed.
The back of my head is grabbed.
The referee notices, and his eyes widen.
But it doesn't stop. No one can stop it.
Even though she knows that hitting him will result in a foul loss, as long as she can defeat the enemy in front of her, that's all that matters.
Requiem (Mad Eater)
Prim's face was about to slam into the ground--that's when it happened.
But then, Arawn's arm stopped. When she turned around, there was a man standing there.
I'm sure the Mad Eater was fouled when it made its preliminary move. ...... smiles
Aylin stares at the grabbed arm.
A moment later, death awaited Prim.
Even the referee couldn't move, and the Colosseum exploded with cheers.
”Rezard. ！！！！
It's Rezard!
Where the hell did he come from?
Tenka Hassen Ichinotachi. There was Rezard Blade Kid.
He glanced at the referee, who raised his hand in a nod and announced.
”Aylan B. Smiles for foul play.
Oh. And...
With the back of her head grabbed. Prim clenched her teeth behind her bangs.
This is not sword fighting.
That's not the look of worry and disappointment you should be wearing when you come to this place.
Foul play is bad. Techniques that kill people are bad.
How I wish I could have argued that honestly.
But...
I can say this.
I'm weak for taking such a hit.
There are people who have the strength to bounce back no matter how dirty they get.
In Prim's mind's eye, a swordsman.
Azalea-haired, cheerful, flirtatious swordsman.
The pinnacle of the Eight Flashes, standing before her.
And the champion who sits on an unshakable throne.
Then what am I?
Sword fighting is a battle. Ultimately, any technique can kill a man.
A swordsman knows this and competes fair and square to win or lose. They do not try everything possible just to defeat the opponent in front of them.
And yet, it makes you feel like you're wrong.
--You can't win if you really kill each other.
--But that's not the point of sword fighting. It's weakness that makes you do dirty tricks.
The cause of the conflict is undoubtedly...
”The winner, Prim Lancaster!
It was that woman who walked away looking bored after hearing that declaration.
As the winner, she thanked the audience.
As the winner, as a thank you to the audience, she waved to everyone as if it was her duty, but her usual energy was gone.
--The spectacle of the King's Landing arena.
”Prim Lancaster......?
The text on the field was familiar to many.
Quietly - no, through the machinations of the Lord Treasurer and the skullduggery pot, her name had been out in the open since the day she first stood in the stall.
For this moment.
That's why the spectators who came to the Spectacle would notice.
This morning, they had come to the concession stand to recharge their energy for another day of cheering, but today there was no sign of her. The reason.
What, you're not Prim?
Preferential treatment? That girl?
”Is she going to be okay?
The spectacle hall began to buzz with the appearance of the tournament's first ”special guest” player.
Not many people know who this Prim girl is.
Not many people know. Not only the nobles and senators invited by the government, but also everyone who frequents the store remembers her.
The reason is.
”Human characteristics can be deceiving.
What do you mean?
”Let's say, for example, that you had a big, fat fork.
”What kind of metaphor?
What kind of metaphor? ”Then the fork would stand out and you'd look surprisingly worldly without it.
Her theory. Or, to put it another way.
If you make her look distinctive on a regular basis, she'll remember you for that.
Why was she wearing her fighting costume even in the store?
The reason was this.
A shopkeeper. A conspicuous outfit. Prim.
With those three phrases, even customers who had only seen the concession stand from a distance could connect everything in their minds and dig it out from their memories, ”That's her.
The crowd was buzzing with excitement, and some of them seemed to be somewhat convinced.
A man with two swords and a cowboy hat exhaled in disgust, ”No wonder he didn't look like a normal person.
”Geez! It's monster versus monster! Some of the guards' twins were excited.
And.
”Hey, Dad. It's Prim!
”Oh. --And from what I've heard.
And from what I heard, there was an old man and a young girl in the audience.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the name of Aylan B. Smiles, who was going to face Prim.
”I wonder what kind of battle this will be.
”Hey.
”Hey. What's up?
What's going on, Beate? Are you playing house?