Mushoku no Eiyuu ~Betsu ni Skill Nanka Iranakattan daga~

Before I knew it, the first round of the Sword God\'s Cup had started.

As many as four hundred C- and D-class swordsmen were participating in this qualifying round, they decided that it would be too much trouble to have one-on-one matches, so they decided to have ten people compete at once.

I\'m a newcomer to the city and I\'m a D kyu, so I\'ll be participating from this first round.

\'\'Then let\'s start the next fourth match!　\'Players, please come up to the stage!\'

Hmm.

Looks like it\'s my turn.

Take your place on the stage.

This stage is unusually circular in shape, with ten people lined up at equal intervals.

Only one of them is able to advance to the next match.

He was the one who kept fighting without losing his blessing until the end.

\'\'Mr. Arel!　Good luck!　-- I mean, aren\'t all the other opponents, all of them Black Blade swordsmen!

It wasn\'t really necessary, but Lilia, who had come to support her, raised her voice.

\'\'Kukku, that\'s a shame, 《Unemployed》?

That woman was right, we are all Blackblade swordsmen.

Well, coincidences can be scary, can\'t they?

\'\'Quite. I didn\'t expect that nine people other than you would be swordsmen from the same guild.

My opponents grin and say that to me with a smirk.

\'What a coincidence!　That\'s deliberate by all accounts!　They must have infiltrated the management with someone who was breathing down their necks and manipulated them to get this kind of combination!

Lilia yells at me, but

Oh, come on, don\'t be a prude.

It\'s the result of a proper, honest-to-goodness lottery.

Then show me the proof.

And they denied it outright.

Unless they were so dumb, they wouldn\'t have left any evidence.

As if they understood that, Lilia groaned without saying anything back.

\'\'You don\'t have to go through that kind of trouble separately.

I said.

\'We\'ll just take it all down in one piece.\'

My opponents raise their eyebrows at my words.

\'Lick me!\'

For the record, we\'re all in the upper echelons of C-level.

\'\'No matter how many Grade A swordsmen you kill, there\'s no way you can beat this many.

\'\'Your Kenshin Cup will be eliminated in the first round of the first round!

They are indignant, but the bottom line is that they have no idea what they\'re getting into when they\'ve been using such a mother-in-law approach in the first place.

You know what?　The weaker the dog, the better it roars.

""What?"

Just like you guys are doing right now.

""You...."

"Let\'s see...

The facilitators were confused as to what on earth they should do, but now that they\'ve all expressed a willingness to fight, they decided it was better to start the fight as planned.

Well, then, let the game begin!

Nine people other than me drew their swords at once.

And at the same time, they close the gap.

\'\'Let me tell you one more thing.\'\'

I dared myself to walk out to the center of the circular stage.

\'Fool!\'

"You\'ve moved yourself into the most unfavorable position!

"Hahaha, we won!

They are quick to surround me.

\'\'It\'s in group battles like this that the Sword Princess shows her strength the most.

Immediately after, they leapt at him from all directions.

-- "Sword Dance.

""What?"

Hmm.

I guess I\'m just a C-level swordsman after all.

It\'s a good idea to have a few of them.

"...stupid...?

This is the number of times I\'ve lost...?

That\'s a monster...

The nine swordsmen whose blessings were totally lost.

A shocked grunt escaped from their mouths.

It\'s about five minutes. I\'m sure it\'s not too hard for me to keep using the sword dance, but this kind of time is nothing to worry about.

It may look elegant and gorgeous on the outside, but it\'s not easy for the people who do it.

You have to sharpen your awareness in all directions, and do your best to "anticipate" the situation.

This is a full-body exercise with intense slow and fast pauses, as if you are continuously executing a contraction.

When it comes to the skills of the 【Swordship Princess】, which is considered to be the highest level of skill, the drain on one\'s physical strength is intense.

Still, thanks to the recent muscle training, I feel somewhat more comfortable than before.

It\'s probably the limit of one hour.

\'\'The one who survived was Aleru Swordsman of Dragonfang!　The second round is decided!\'

The second round of the first round was held the next day.

The number of players had been reduced from four hundred to forty in the first round, but it was said that this second round would again be played by more than one person at a time.

However, this time, five people would be fighting at the same time and one person would be the winner.

\'\'Hm?　Are they all Blackblade swordsmen again?

As my match began, the other four men came at me alone, as if by design.

\'Not so!　It\'s the theory of this qualifier that we have to work together to defeat our biggest enemy in the first place!

Apparently, they simply saw me as a powerful enemy and decided to fight with me.

I see. But if you\'re going to defeat me, at least you\'ll need more than ten men to take on me.

""What?"

After winning the second round like that, the next round was a one-on-one tournament between the eight remaining players who had won so far.

\'\'It would be more trouble, so I\'d appreciate it if you could do it all at once.

I thought, and I suggested to the management.

\'Wait, what do you think you\'re doing?　If you do that, they\'ll all come back to fight together again!

It would be quicker.

\'\'These are swordsmen who have come so far to win!　Probably, his ability is almost in the B grade swordsman class!

That means she\'s on the same level as Lilia, right?　There\'s nothing wrong with that.

It\'s kind of complicated!

And by the way, the management gave me permission to do it.

So eight people, including me, went up to the stage at once.

\'Lick me........\'

"We\'re enough of a bunch of C-listers on our own...

\'\'Fine, they\'ll do their best to smash it down...\'\'

Seven people other than me are looking at me with eyes filled with murderous intent.

........Why are they so angry?