Luggage Carrier Who Abandoned by the Hero's Party in the Dungeon's Deepest Part, Being Pos

Five minutes from the start of the game.

Against Orgo's unfolding defensive junction, the man with full body armor is slapped and bounced many times.

The audience's reaction to the matches with known results is very cold.

"Orgo, just do it!!

"Show me the finals quickly -!

With such wild times flying, Orgo was feeling something creepy from the man in front of him.

"You..., you haven't been serious about the game so far...?

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"This tournament is not sweet enough to get here just by luck...... Show some seriousness......, it's only in a victory by smashing your full opponent that it's worth it......!

Behind the shelter (hissing) of the full face helm, Ahat's eyesight changes sharply.

Orgo's skin trembled visibly at the slaughter that was unleashed.

"... right. Next up is the finals. I don't even have to hide who she is anymore."

A long sword in his hand wraps around a different aura of blue-purple.

Orgo, instinctively in danger, opens the fortress junction (Fortress Guard) in full, though.

The moment the sword touched the kingdom.

His protective wall disappeared completely.

"What... Huh!

"What's up? I thought you wanted me to be serious.

A cut that sticks right out of your throat.

Quickly detaches and dodges, waving a big axe at the counter.

But Ahat was a light industry, despite his heavy equipment, and took a distance while hitting the back turn.

"I didn't expect you to cut back without getting upset. That's an S-rank."

A move unlike the one I saw earlier, a mysterious move that made Orgo's walls disappear.

The venue begins to twitch and upset.

And it was her who was more upset than anyone else.

'That's... Huh!... No, it's not weird that someone else can use that skill. But that sword move......'

"Hey, Rhina, what are you suddenly saying?"

'... I need a little more certainty. But maybe we know each other, he.'

"You've known Rhina for over two hundred years. - No way, he's a dragon man, too!?

Immortal monster, dragon man.

If someone I knew more than two hundred years ago is alive, that's the only possibility.

"If that's true, we have to stop it! Mr. Orgo is in danger!

"Wait! I don't have any certainty, just that my skills are with me. Orgo's pretty strong, isn't he? Believe me, it's a little bit of a lookout."

Orgo, sealed with tactics using a fence, was forced to meet in close proximity.

Still, no one can beat him in melee.

He wasn't supposed to be there.

"You..., ha, ha..., who...!

"I am Ahat, an adventurer. Nothing more or less."

A fierce meeting between the two began and twenty minutes passed.

Ahat's general armor is crushed and his bloody skin is exposed.

And Orgo, too, is engraved with countless cuts on a muscle-covered, flexing body, breathing constantly.

"With so many arms..., why have you hidden your nails...!

"I just didn't want to stand out. They pulled me out here, too, half-forced. But now, there's a reason to go to the finals."

"Is that why you're going to the finals...... Then I have it too...! Two girls who target me, for the purpose of fighting me, showed me a brilliant fight......! To reward that battle, I will never lose!

Bring the remaining forces together and envelop the double-edged axe with a thin, but highest hardness, junction.

Orgo's hand converted the defensive and seemingly flimsy junction into an attack.

"Junction Breaking Castle Blade (Fortress Breaker)......!

"Brilliant temper. Take it and stand."

The opposing Ahat also wrapped an aura of pale purple around his sword.

A mysterious move that just invalidated the protective junction.

Probably a skill to disable.

"Let's go!

Grip the big axe pattern firmly with both hands, and Orgo advances.

When this was the last clash, the two were convinced of each other.

Ahat confronts the imminent Orgo giant.

He doesn't keep it slight, he sets up his sword with both hands.

If I can touch that full body at all, the axe junction will be scratched off.

Orgo's chosen hand, that is.

"Nooo!

Aiming at the martial stage, he waved down the great axe with all his strength.

The cobblestone is broken and crushed, and he approaches Ahat as he runs the crack like a ground crack.

The junction breaking castle blade (Fortress Breaker) is not a direct attack on the enemy body, it is for this purpose.

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The underfoot cracks and spreads to the left and right, disfiguring.

Without missing that moment, Orgo, who jumped into his nostrils, twisted his body and stood on the horizontal giraffe with all his strength.

"It's over...!

It doesn't matter if they take it with a sword and deactivate the junction blade.

I'm not comfortable with stomping in this position, I just get my sword bounced off.

All you have to do is let your opponent, whose center of gravity leans big on the right, with no defense or counterattack, take a blow and blow it away.

"Oh, it's over. It was brilliant, adventurer in two hundred and fifty years."

"What...?

Ahat collapsed into an even bigger disintegration.

Throw your sword in the air as you fall sideways.

With your right hand supported and your lower body floating, you reach your toes as your thrown sword circles in circles.

The pattern of his own sword, its tip, he kicked it with his toes.

Zaku!

A straight flying cut pierces Orgo's chest plate.

"Damn..."

Light industry like bending.

Jumping up, he approached Orgo unconstitutionally and pulled out his sword.

"But it didn't reach the two hundred and fifty years of research."

"... yet!

Not yet, Orgo won't fall.

His eyes don't admit to losing.

The aim is the neck.

Release the accumulated force once and for all, releasing a full of horizontal gills with the whirlwind.

Gaggy......!

Dancing the universe, Ahat's head.

Orgo's reverse victory, everyone is so sure, and.

"... brilliant"

I quickly realize that it wasn't just the neck that got flown, it was the full face helm.

"If I'd been a little sloppy, I'd have been jumped in the neck"

"Guh..., thoughtless...!

Duh...!

Orgo giant falling to the big letters.

The moment the referee raised the flag, the port jumped out of the audience.

"Mr. Orgo!

Jumping off the audience, he rushes over to his side where he collapses to perform healing magic.

In a quiet setting.

A host who was losing his word pronounces victory with a trembling voice.

"Ke, settled...... It was Clan 'John Do' who advanced to the finals......" Fortress, "Orgo lost......"

Cheers don't happen.

What happened instead was a blur.

Voices of confusion and confusion.

In an unusual atmosphere, Ahat, the winner, picks up the helm.

Its face has short silver hair and yellow eyes.

He glanced at Lino in the front row and walked away with his heels back when he wore a helmet.

Seeing that face, Rhina squeaks in the gem.

The obvious, with hatred and anger.

'Definitely, it's him... Rex Tyrette............ Huh!!