Because Heroic Spirits and Humans are different in size, the battles between Heroic Spirits and Heroic Spirits are often very fierce and excellent to watch, and in order to stir up the atmosphere before they appear, the owner of the gladiatorial arena racks his brains and arranges three slave fights.

It was a normal slave fight, topless gladiators with fancy helmets waving their weapons and fighting at each other.

The combat skills are unpretentious and unpretentious, and everyone wields weapons in order to put the other party to death. Short swords, spears, shields, and something that resembles a fist glove in the hand, and even a weapon that makes people scratch their heads like fishing nets, Fujimaru Rika looked at it for a while, only feeling bored.

For a young girl, it's really not fun to watch two men fight.

And......

And blood.

As soon as there is a small mistake, blood can be seen.

After fighting for more than three minutes, it was obvious that there were three or four more blood marks on one side's body, and Fujimaru Rika felt disgusted, so she simply turned her head sideways.

However, this little action was misunderstood by the owner, and I thought that this girl with a noble face (after all, Fujimaru Rika didn't fight but let others fight, giving people a sense of aristocratism) was bored, so she quickly added two temporary games to try to heat up the atmosphere, and the audience was boiling, but Fujimaru Rika still didn't look at it.

(Ah, I was negligent, people with so many brave people, where can I see such a weak fight!) ）

Thinking of this, the owner hurriedly arranged for the Heroic Spirits to play.

"Next! Gladiatorial battles that are in the spotlight! It's finally time to begin! ”

The Romans shouted loudly.

You know, there were no megaphones in those days, except for an inexplicable golden microphone in the hands of Emperor Nero, shouting could only be done with the voice, and those who could report the curtain in the gladiatorial arena were all men with loud voices without exception.

With his shout, the wooden gate in front of Yagi Yukisai and Arash was opened. The Roman, who was dressed on the side, said: "In this scene, which of the two brave men will play first?" ”

Yagi Yukisai looked at Alexander and said with a smile: "Why don't I come first." ”

"Huh? …… All right! Then I'll enjoy it here. ”

The Alexander boy smiled, without too much insistence.

Yukisai Yagi thought clearly: there was a decisive gap between himself and Alexander.

Alexander is a true servant, able to liberate the treasure on his own, and has skilled combat skills. In the true sense, there is no one in ten thousand brave people.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win all battles, who can say now, [what is the situation]? Somebody has to find the way.

What Yagi Yukisai is doing now is like a spy sent out on the march in ancient times, he didn't want to win in the first place, he just wanted to give Alexander as much as he could to explore.

For example, the opponent's combat habits, such as the special rules of gladiatorial fights, or something.

And......

Yukisai Yagi clenched the invisible sword in his hand.

It is also very advantageous that your sword is an invisible weapon, and if the enemy is not sure of your weapon, they will be cautious and will use more tentative attacks.

It's not like I'm completely out of the cracks.

Taking a deep breath, his heart burst out with a considerable amount of cyan magic and poured into his body at an amplitude visible to the naked eye. This is the experience of the previous Black Lord Artoria-alter [Magic Unleashing].

This is also the reason why the Knight King can rely on his petite female body to confront many warriors head-on.

Yagi Yukisai waved his weapon, put the holy sword on his shoulder, and walked out generously.

Outside the fence, the blue sky was clean and dazzling, and the sunlight sprinkled on the loess of the gladiatorial arena, steaming with a slight smell of blood. There have just been five consecutive slave gladiatorial fights, and each time someone has died in the gladiatorial arena, and traces of blood can be clearly seen in the loess, mixed with the soil, showing a charred black color.

Across from Yukisai Yagi, it's someone I've met before.

The upper body is naked, the lower body is a common Japanese cross-skirt, and the samurai with a ponytail in his hand holding the man-high sword in his hand just stands.

"See you again. So I say, fate is really a coincidence. ”

Sasaki Kojiro said this, I couldn't hear the meaning of his words, was it emotion? Or excited?

“…… can actually fight with the legendary Japanese swordsman, if this is filmed into a big river drama, I feel like I want to be popular all over Japan. ”

(PS: Taiga drama is a unique, long-form Japanese historical TV series, such as "Sanada Maru", which was a big hit some time ago.) ）

"It's really funny."

Kojiro Sasaki smiled, probably amused by his wonderful impression.

This person is indeed different from ordinary opponents.

It's funny. Very interesting.

Kojiro Sasaki lowered his sword blade and waited for Yukisai Yagi to make a move.

In the audience, Mathieu pushed Fujimaru Rika's shoulder and whispered, "Senior, senior, it's Yagi's senior's competition." ”

Hearing Yagi, Fujimaru Rika was not very happy to put her eyes back on the gladiatorial arena, watching Yagi Yukisai and Sasaki Kojiro confronting each other, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

"He, he, he, he, why don't they wear clothes......"

"Ah, it's the Roman rule. You know, Japanese sumo wrestlers don't wear clothes. ”

Arash replied with a smile, and Rika Fujimaru was surprised that he could name such a Japanese sport as sumo as a Persian, and at that moment, the crisp sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky.

With a bang, everyone's eyes were drawn to the gladiatorial arena, and in the circular space, the man holding the invisible sword blocked the blow of the longsword samurai.

"My swordsmanship is the so-called [Evil Dao]. If it is a general, the first blow can take its head. Be careful. It won't kill you, but it's ...... It's going to hurt. ”

Kojiro Sasaki said as if he wanted to comfort him.

"It's so gentle, Sasaki. But don't underestimate me. Can you handle this shadowless sword? ”

Yagi Yukisai also laughed, clenched the hilt of the holy sword, and let out a low snort, only to see that the cyan magic power on his body almost formed a thick block of the storm, and exploded from his wrist in an exaggerated form like an explosion, and the rolling magic instantly burst out from the edge of the handover of the two weapons, Sasaki Kojiro stepped a little, withdrew the long knife, and the clogs under his feet rattled, and he had withdrawn from the distance of seven or eight steps.

Yagi Yukisai would not give up this advantage, stepping on the ground under his feet, his magic power exploded along his boots, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string, grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed towards Kojiro Sasaki.

This is the swordsmanship that Siegfried taught him.

Typical European ...... Or rather, the typical German greatsword technique!