Lead the other world.

"Phew..."

Takumi was soaking up the aftermath of a game against the brakes while drinking drinking drinking drinking drinking water alone in the athlete's pantry. Then he drank up the drinking water and looked up to the ceiling next to himself for an empty container.

(I wonder if the difference in consciousness about the battle will change this far...)

Takumi then stopped his eyes at the orange infarct he had laid on his waist, and Takumi stared, resting on his own hands as he largely removed from his waist.

Whatever it is, it's thanks to him that we've won this far.

When Takumi stroked the orange infarct sheath with a small laugh, the orange infarct warmed slightly as it reacted to it, and it looked like it glowed small.

(Oh, speaking of which, it's time to start the Verde game...)

Then Takumi put the orange infarct back on her hips and watched a monitor that mirrored the match set up in the athlete's room.

Whoa, whoa.

Meditating his eyes in the machine, Verde slowly opened his eyes as he felt his feet on the ground.

(That's the mask... I've won this tournament several times...)

A man dressed like a Chinese garment with a golden pattern ten metres from Verde and wearing a fox face, a 'mask', stood.

And where Verde and the two masks were aligned, the count of thirty began.

Verde was feeling something uncomfortable from the mask when the count began to make the observation of the mask.

(What the hell... Are you sure you're a winner?)

In Verde's experience, confronting strong men like Morgan and Roy, the same Knights, is supposed to feel some unique oppression, atmosphere, etc. But for some reason I didn't feel such a sense of compression or atmosphere at all creepy from the mask where I had many winning experiences in tournaments like the one where adventurers from S-rank and above competed.

As Verde observed the mask, he heard another outrageous thing.

"Hey you... what happened to your weapon?

Where the count cut ten, Verde asked the mask that way, and the mask shook his hands hanging out without saying anything. From the way it looked, the mask didn't seem to have brought in any weapons.

"Fuck you... It ends fast!!

Shouting that the count of thirty was about to end, Verde put up a spear and tried to head towards unilaterally defeating the unarmed mask. It was that moment.

(Huh!!! Become...!?)

As he tried to make his way to the mask, Verde felt more oppressive and murderous than he had ever experienced before from the front. When I jumped back very well with surprising momentum, I now felt intense killing and signs from right behind me.

"Ku...... whoa whoa!?

Verde releases a special thrust with his spear as he turns around with a roar, but ends up empty-handed. There was no one behind Verde.

The spear swung empty and Verde opened his mouth pompously without swallowing the situation to the point that there was no one behind him.

(Stupid!? Sure, now he's behind it...... uhh!)

Belde thought of that. Now he felt the feeling and intense killing that something could protrude with a blade from the three directions behind him: right, left, and back.

With so much killing and pressure, Verde accidentally got on one knee.

"Ha... ha..."

Mental fatigue has accumulated considerably under intense killing and pressure that I have not experienced more than once in this short time.

Verde stood up fluttered with his spear like a cane, enduring a headache and glare.

"Damn...... Why, why aren't you attacking me!

Yes, as Verde screamed and looked around to find the mask, Verde found the mask standing silently more than a dozen meters behind him.

Whoa, whoa.

"Hey... what's Mr. Verde doing alone?

I wondered if Verde had fallen back with the signal of initiation, nothing. Citrus asked Walnut as the audience noised as he attacked with a spear behind his back and shouted something by himself.

"Magic... it's not, is it? I have no idea. No..."

Walnut was also staring at the state of it bewildered by Verde's eccentricity. And I thought Cherry Blossom or Ars might know something. When Walnut turned back, there were just two empty seats, and there were no two of them there at some point.

Whoa, whoa.

"Why aren't you attacking? Though you could always stab a stubborn one!!

The mask returned nothing to Verde's words and began to bare his hands on his jaw and think about something.

Irritated by the mask, which returned nothing to his words, Verde rushed to the mask at once, spearing ready to crush the balls.

"Show me!! You mean it!!

Verde was frustrated but had a little anticipation for a mask that might not know the bottom of his strength on top of possibly the strongest I've ever met myself.

And I made sure the mask went in between the spears and shook off the spears at once.

For a moment I felt like I saw a mask cut off with my own spear, but at some point I didn't see a mask in front of me.

"Become!? Where the hell are you?"

Verde never went on to say what lies ahead. Suddenly something huge like a mountain appeared from behind him, and the pressure and killing that crushed him from the top caused Verde to blow a bubble and fall and faint on the spot.

Then, fainting and making the battle impossible to continue, Verde became a particle of light and bounced off.