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Showing overwhelming power, defeating as many as five opponents made the Jorges Chamber of Commerce serious.

"The next opponent is the strongest man in the arena."

A man who fought and won when he came.

I did just look at it for a moment, but it looked like I had the equivalent of an A-rank adventurer.

"He's strong."

"No problem."

Often, he greets Dorjut, who has come to inform him of his opponent, and heads to the playing field.

They've already told the audience who my opponent is, "Now it's time to be defeated! I hear curses like," etc.

This time, I dare you to make the evil stand out.

The purpose seems to have been accomplished.

A private room audience seat that flies annoying curses. There are nobles with gold and connections. No, you're more right about ex-notes and such.

Illegal matches using prohibited criminal slaves, disposition of slaves.

Whoever sees it is a problem. If you are a civilian, you may have no choice but to know because you are not educated, but an educated nobleman must know. Instead, if you find it, you must report it if you want to stop it.

But there is no such thing as going into such action with the nobility who is here.

They enjoy an illegal fight. Participation in the arena also gave a lot of money to the Jorges Chamber of Commerce, and by weighing various conveniences, they had themselves erased the fact that they were in the arena.

But now he ate up only a few remaining assets and relied on the handouts of his time as a nobleman to join him.

Those who lost their rightful appearance as aristocrats were excluded first by the coup, leaving the king's capital behind to flee.

I was already interested in gambling to clear up my daily depression, albeit with few assets left.

"I wish I could work seriously"

I guess it's nobility because I can't do that.

"Why don't you concentrate on the fight in front of you?

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's not like I was fooling around or anything."

Man equipped with sword and shield.

The silver-thinking equipment attracts the beholder and at a glance it can be seen as a first-class item.

"This one's more important to me than the game."

"Apparently, you're making a fool of yourself"

They didn't convey my thoughts.

That's it for the story. The bell at the start of the game rings.

Simultaneously approaching and grabbing the head...... but cutting the sky.

"I was so confident."

"You shouldn't be with them before. I can't take you down easily."

Nevertheless, it did not go intact.

They were going to take my hand with a shield at first, and some of the shield was dented. They recieved it while eating their teeth at the attack of critical withstanding power. Because of that, I'm sweating in just one blow.

"Then stop slamming him on the ground"

"Finally, I mean it..."

- Dgowong!

It sounds heavier than ever before.

And an opponent who has been knocked over by a wall and passed out collapses to the ground.

"I grabbed my head, I stopped my legs, I imitated slamming it on the ground, and it seemed like I could get away with it, so I was allowed to make the shortest attack."

Grabbing his head pushes him straight into the back.

I couldn't seem to capture the movement because I hadn't stopped it at all.

"Winner - Adventurer Mars!

The referee will somehow declare my victory.

But the audience isn't convinced. The strongest man in the arena came out, so I thought it was something I could see a more promising battle for. In fact, it turned out to be a game unfolding with nothing different than before.

Let me get this straight, clap it out.

"Excellent"

Those who raise their voices appeared in the arena surrounded by silence.

A man with green hair smiling.

A man came out of a private room for nobility. He came down the stairs and approached me.

"Will you easily defeat the strongest man in the arena? Although it was not interesting as a game, its strength has to be appreciated"

"Hi. So, what about you?

"I'm late for this. I, the one who is the president of the Jorges Chamber of Commerce who is partitioning the operation of this arena. For how many minutes, since it's an emerging chamber of commerce, I let my name, the chairman, remain the name of the chamber of commerce."

He offers his hand with a smile on his face.

Oh, my God, that's a frigid grin.

I know you wanted to shake my hand, but let me reject the hand I've been offering you.

"I'm glad you appreciated it. But as far as I'm concerned, as long as I get my prize money, I'll be right back."

"I don't think so. I wanted to ask you for a job."

"Work?"

"Power is everything in this world. I was just asking for the help of someone as overwhelming as you."

Said a man who was the basement janitor at the Rhinol Chamber of Commerce.

Take back the throne by force.

"Are you going to wake me up in a coup?

"I can't believe it's a coup. We're just trying to return the throne to who it should be."

President Jorges turns his attention to one of those in the aristocratic seat.

The person waved when she found out that she had been introduced to someone with a soft blonde waist.

"What about him?

"I can't say very loudly, but I'm Prince Reginald, who was a former second prince"

"Oh, wasn't all royalty supposed to have been executed?

Pretend to know the facts but not them.

"We survive by building shadow fighters through special magic tools. Now, we're in this town."

"So you think he's real?

"Yes."

Chairman Jorges has nowhere to be assured that his words are true, although he admits they are genuine.

It is also possible that he is believed to be fake for real.

Nevertheless, the possibility of being real cannot be abandoned either.

"Hey, okay?

"Yes."

I tell him to slack to the side.

Yeah, I can see clearly who I think Prince Reginald is.

"[Jump]"

Use [Jump] to move to the front of the private room to hold your fist.

Break the walls of the private room like this.

I have eyes on Prince Reginald in the room. All of a sudden, I'm quickly regaining my composure as to whether I was assuming a situation where the harm of what I was surprised to see appeared before me was about to be done.

My fist pierces the wall and shatters it.

"Would you like me to come with you?"

I want to capture him alive if I can.

The Duke tells us that we can spit information we don't know if we're alive or dead.

Above all, it is better to dispose of it at the hands of a new king later.

"Do you think there are idiots who know they're gonna kill you and follow you?

"If you're a smart person, you'll see that you don't have to involve a large number of people just because one of you sacrifices?

"I'm sorry, but I can't end up like this"

……

The next moment, it jumps big behind.

My standing wall is being blown away by an attack from the diagonal side.

When you land on the game floor, you look up at a private room with a seat of nobility.

"This guy is the one I got specially prepared for as a bodyguard. At least much stronger than the best man in the arena."

Where there was a wall of noble seats, a man with golden hair cut to the corner stood with a spear in his hand. It's not a regular spear. Bees and electric shocks are blowing up from the spear in your hand.

"At least you weren't in the room."

I'm checking to see if there's anyone that could be a threat just before I break it.

Apparently, the private room where Prince Reginald was located was one in which only special persons could enter, and who else could fight with just two servants to serve.

That, too, is a funny story. Though he's hiding his identity, there's no way a person like Prince Reginald wouldn't put an escort nearby.

Actually, there was an escort.

I don't know if he couldn't find it and hid it, or if he ran it some way.

"This is still a busy body. It was fun to see the funny guy."

Prince Reginald goes to the back of the private room.

Perhaps you intend to leave the arena. There is not necessarily one entrance or exit from the arena. I remember where I came in and out too, so it's possible to get out, but it's hard to follow where Prince Reginald is coming out of the other entrances and exits. It's troublesome to leave it at that.

A man with a spear falls in place of Prince Reginald, who went to the back of the room.

He's got electric shocks all over his body. It's like a thunder coming down.

"Ho."

Fly it from side to side to next to the strongest man in the arena, where Ira kicked him from side to side and slapped him against the wall.

"I'll take care of him. I didn't have to."

"You were betting."

"Of course… but in this situation it seems difficult to redeem the last game"

I've been certified by the arena side to be a complete enemy.

They won't redeem any amount or anything.

"Let's call it an Exhibition Match."

The arena boils.

It's like a sudden battle has begun between a red-haired girl with a sword and a blonde man with a spear if you try to make an audience that doesn't know what's going on.

Although the bet has not been established because I was not informed, I can enjoy it enough compared to my game, which has not been a bet until then.