239 237 Mock Battle Begins (2/2)

”Don't get on with it! I don't know what to think about myself!

”You'll see. Facts.”

”Holy shit......!

Isn't this guy having a low boiling point? When I say I believe in my peers' appraisal results, I look like a huge kid. No, come to think of it, even with strength, my age is only 22. Even older than Fran, he's still old enough to be known as a young builder in public view.

Even if the fighting power grows under the guidance of Gumd and Fallen, he may lack human experience, saying that he is caught in a wave of society or in crisis.

Gumd's thought of letting him do a mock fight with Fran would also be to gain such experience.

”Hey, that's enough. I'm gonna set you up.”

”Yes, yes. It's just lame that you were talking to a kid, huh?

”Finish your farce with your moxibustion.”

My fellow adventurers stand up for Dufour. These guys are faces that don't even think of dust as the most powerful dufour of their own to lose.

”Ugh! Can you take the lead on an underdog?

But it seems my people have made me brown and solidified. I told him I would never attack him.

'I have no choice. Let's just attack from here.'

(Mm-hmm. Okay)

And Fran set me up and declared it to Dufour.

”Attack now. Prevent.”

”Hang on? Is your mouth all alone?

”Go.”

”Ah -?”

Dufour, who was alarmed, could not react at all. When I realized it, Fran was in front of me, and I collapsed for some reason, and then I noticed a severe pain in my right leg. It is in that state.

”Huh!

”You did it flashy from the beginning, didn't you?

I thought I'd wait for Dufour to get serious by adding a few light, deliberately preventable attacks.

(Now I hope the others take it seriously)

”I see.”

That's why Dufour showed off. I say if you don't do it for real, you're gonna lose like this.

(Plus, there's one more time left)

”Well, you'll be seriously hanging me next time”

”Next, Rashid”

”Huh? Yeah?

”Get out of here!

”Yes!

The next victim entered the center of the training ground so that he could be pushed by the fury of Gumd. He was a spear man who used to teach Dufour until earlier.

”I'm Fran.”

”La, it's Rashid. Huh? Wait a minute!

It was Rashid who still didn't understand, but Gumd ignores it and signals the start.

”Begin!”

”Mmm.”

”Bye!

Pathetic, exiting at the same speed as Leopardon. The next moment I put up the spear, Fran was cutting off my right arm for each spear tip.

I guess I finally understood that Fran wasn't a free girl. Tensions were starting to mount all at once inside the training ground where Rashid's screams echoed.