Right next to the protagonist succubus ring, the battle of the other team members is also continuing. The protagonist Succubus, who has finished the game, seems to have nothing to do, so he goes to watch someone else's game with two idle team members, Uncle Missing Ears and Yulia.

"Let's go see Xiaobai first, that guy is the most worried." Uncle Missing Ears' proposal, the protagonist Succubus deeply agrees. The group walked towards Xiaobai's ring.

"Oh, Captain, are you here?" Xiaobai, who was fighting in the ring, waved his hand happily after discovering the protagonist succubus and his party.

"--What are you looking at, bastard?!" The opponent who was confronting him swung his sword at him angrily - and then Xiao Bai easily dodged it, and then easily knocked the opponent's wrist, and the guy was so painful that he couldn't hold the sword.

"The little white player wins." The referee of the white group immediately announced-

"--So why do you call me Xiaobai, referee?!"

"--The little white player shouted at the referee and was warned with a yellow card."

The protagonist succubus nodded: "Originally, I thought that the opponent I met would be considered a weak chicken, but I didn't expect that the player I met was weaker than me." Looks like there's no problem on his side. Let's go see Angel. ”

"--What do you mean that the players I've met are weaker than yours, Captain?! I'm here on strength! ”

"-yes, how are we weak?! We are not weak at all!! Although he said that, the next contestant was also easily knocked down by Xiaobai.

In this way, the protagonist Succubus and his party walked in the direction of Angel's ring again.

"Angel is one of the strongest of us, though. But her brain doesn't work very well. If someone uses any kind of conspiracy or trickery to attack, I am afraid that it will also be dangerous. The main character, the succubus, analyzes it like this. It was unanimously supported by Uncle Missing Ears and Yulia.

Soon, though, they learned that their fears were too much.

"I'm here to announce that Angel has qualified for the semifinals!"

After the protagonist Succubus and his party came to Angel's playing field. I heard the referee announce it loudly.

"Win! Angel wins!! ”

Mainly children, the fan group with more numbers than the protagonist Succubus cheered loudly: "Sister Angel is so amazing!" ”

"Sister Angel is the best!"

"The champion of the jousting competition!"

The protagonist succubus nodded: "It seems that Angel is fine." It's unbelievable. It was at this time that Angel saw the protagonist Succubus and his party. So she immediately flew over and threw herself into the arms of the main character, the succubus, and rubbed around.

"Angel won, big brother~"

"Well, I've seen it all, Angel is so powerful." The protagonist succubus is like this, rubbing Angel's hair in his arms. The two of them had a meal like this and that. After making Yulia look uncomfortable, she continued to move forward and walked towards Tiffelle's match.

So, according to the usual practice, the protagonist Succubus began to comment: "Although, Tiffelle's frontal combat effectiveness is a little worse. But she is also very experienced in combat. At the same time, the sense of battle is not bad. Speaking of which, she is the one I feel most comfortable with. ”

"Uh...... Captain. Next to the main character, the succubus, the uncle with missing ears patted him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?" The main character, the succubus, finds it a little inexplicable.

So the earless uncle replied, "Nothing." It's just that you've just set a flag. ”

"What." The main character, the succubus, finds it funny: "I'm not a crow's mouth like you...... Huh? ”

After walking around a corner. Tiffelle's competition venue appeared in front of everyone's eyes. And the posture presented on the field is...... Tiffelle is at a disadvantage.

“…… You're tired. Standing in front of Tiffelle was a man of two meters in stature and an extremely burly physique. Looking at his size, it seems to confirm that he is not a pure-blooded human, but a savage. Or orc blood - but a closer look at his ears and physiognomy can disprove this conclusion.

This guy has a handsome appearance of elf standards, and his signature long ears.

Although the figure makes people feel incredible. Still, if nothing else, this guy is an elf.

The elven male has an indifferent expression. With a big sword in hand, he calmly faced Tivele. Although, the battle has been going on for some time, but looking at him, it seems that nothing has happened at all. It's simply in perfect condition.

In comparison, Tiffelle across from him looked a little miserable.

Tivele, holding a wooden dagger and a dagger in both hands, was sweating profusely, and her breathing was already in turmoil. The competition uniform issued to her by the race party was also damaged in several places. A bruise on her skin could be faintly seen—it must have been a bruise from the other party's wooden sword.

“…… Bastard. The succubus's complexion instantly became ugly. Not only because of the failure of the previous prophecy, but also because of the treatment that her lovely Tiffel was treated like this.

"That guy...... It's dead. The protagonist succubus thought to himself. At the same time, the uncle with missing ears beside him said with a serious face: "That person should be a physical strength specialty and a defense specialty." And good at frontal attacks. Such a character is Tiffelle's nemesis. Especially in the preliminaries, when only wooden weapons can be used, Tiffelle's attacks will hardly do anything for him! ”

"Hmm......" Angel's expression also became uncomfortable: "Tiffie...... I guess I'm tired of using the ability to travel through shadows continuously. Angel said it was mental. ”

The succubus, the protagonist of "......", did not speak again, but just watched the game carefully. After thinking about it again, he began to move forward.

"Don't you surrender yet?" The male elf, who was Tiffelle's opponent, then asked, "It's been so long, you should understand." You are no match for me. Wouldn't it be good to give up sooner? ”

"......" Tiffelle did not answer. In fact, she hasn't said a word since she stepped onto the field. She's never been the type to like hilariousness.

In lieu of words, the answer was a round of shadow shuttle - and Tiffelle disappeared from the field again.

"Hmph." The elven male on the opposite side snorted disdainfully. He didn't think much of it—he'd seen Tiffel use it a few times. It's useless, it's useless.

The next moment, the elven male turned sharply, and the great sword in his hand stabbed sideways, and as if it had been rehearsed in advance, Tiffel appeared there—the great sword pierced through Tiffelle's body—and then, the elf male froze-

That's a phantom.

"Damn it!" The next moment, Tiffelle appeared in the opposite direction of the phantom, the dagger in her left hand had been discarded, and with her hands clenching the dagger, she leapt up and stabbed the fellow in the neck.

No dodge, no block, the elven male who turned around gave a cruel grin, not even caring that Tivele was about to hit his short sword—he raised his greatsword, both hands—and slashed straight at Tivele.

Tiffelle's short sword hit the target first, and the wooden sword stabbed her opponent in the neck, but it didn't work at all. Not even a trace of it appeared. On the contrary, because Tiffelle used too much force, the wooden short sword broke in two!

"Die."

Although she didn't speak, Tiffelle could clearly see the emotion in the elf's eyes.

He really wanted to kill her.

- The next moment, the main character, the succubus, disappeared in place and appeared behind Tiffelle, hugging her while slashing the sword upwards in his hand, splitting the male elf's greatsword in two.

Then, the sword was aimed at the elf's neck.

"What do you mean?" The other party stared at the protagonist succubus and asked--being able to resist the wooden sword does not mean that it can resist the metal. What's more, the protagonist Succubus's long sword soldier is extraordinary.

Everything just now happened too suddenly. There is no time to reflect. It wasn't until after a series of actions that the referee in charge of the game reacted, and then shouted at the protagonist succubus:

"Outsiders are not allowed to enter the competition venue! Please don't interfere with the game! He exclaimed.

"Don't do that, Wright!" Tivele, who was held in the arms of the main character, the succubus, was also a little embarrassed.

"-You're a contestant, aren't you?! If you continue to disrupt the competition, you will be disqualified! The referee of the match continued.

“…… In this game, we admit defeat. The main character, the succubus, turned his face to look at the referee, and then said.

"......" wanted to continue protesting, but after being swept away by the cold gaze of the protagonist succubus, the referee felt that he was out of breath. After opening his mouth and feeling that the innermost part was dry, he decided not to care.

"Anyway, the opponent has already said that he has abstained, so now is not the process of the game. So, it doesn't matter," the referee comforted himself.

The referee of the match can be sloppy, but the elf who is still being pointed at with a sword by the main character, the succubus, cannot. He stared at the main character, the succubus, thinking of a way to get out. And force yourself not to move—

It was just a momentary fight, and he had already judged the combat power of the protagonist succubus.

At such a close distance, he couldn't escape.

"You, trying to kill her?" The protagonist succubus asked coldly.

"In this game, death is not forbidden." Although the other party did not answer positively, he also showed his attitude.

"Wright!" Tiffelle shouted again, trying to break free from Wright's embrace. But she found that Wright's arm was as strong as the Terrasqui beast, and she couldn't break free.

"Very good," the protagonist succubus nodded, then withdrew his sword and said word by word, "Then, in this ring, I will kill you." (To be continued......)