199 197 Cruz Battle (1/2)
We were waiting for our turn in the holding room.
The first game of Game 2 of the final tournament has already begun. Your turn will come in less than an hour.
There was a lot going on yesterday, but Fran seemed to be doing well. Rather, his determination to have to break through to the third round makes him regarded as motivated all over his body.
Fran himself was unconsciously tingled these days because he had so many opportunities to meet the Blue Cat Clan... The offensive atmosphere was soothing as they were crushed by the Beast King and the hoarding dropped. I guess being involved with the Blue Cat Clan was stressful, even if it bothered them. Well, some would say that competing in a militant tournament had made my nerves daunted and belligerent.
Instead of prep exercise, Fran shakes me gently and occasionally makes me jump on a wolf, he trains to flaunt it.
'Hey, it's before the game, so don't get too serious, okay?
”Mmm.”
”On”
And so on, Frans' chase gradually grew in intensity. It has already reached a speed that is invisible to the average person. Well, still, I know it's only light exercise for Fran, so I'm not stopping it.
After a while, the door was knocked from the outside.
”Dear Fran, Game 2 of the tournament is now over. Get ready.”
That was a long time ago. We're in the holding room, we're only about half an hour away.
When I spoke to the guide, Gododarfa still finished the game with an instant kill. I knew it wouldn't be easy to beat him.
”Now proceed to the playing field”
Fran, don't tell me it's nice to meet you, okay? I've seen him before. ”
”Hmm?”
”Ready? It's been a while since I've seen you again, pretending to be the wind.”
”Daijibu”
Mm-hmm. You're worried. Today's opponent is that cruz. Fran has forgotten, but should have been a Rank C Adventurer swordsman.
Previously, the impression was that combat power was not that high, the man in the leader position.
Upon ascending the stage, a man with a fierce atmosphere was quietly staring at Fran.
I didn't expect to meet you on this stage.
”Mmm.”
”Are you sure it's Cruz? Something's strangely wild.”
Name: Cruz Rüsel Age: 28
Race: Human
Occupation: Mad Swordsman
Status: Normal
Status Level: 37
HP: 256 MP: 175 Arm Strength: 183 Health: 102 Agility: 219 Intelligence: 83 Magic: 98 Dexterity: 125
Skills
Malicious Sense: Lv3, Hidden: Lv4, Evasion: Lv6, Courtroom Practice: Lv3, Madness: Lv4, Sign Sense: Lv6, Sword Technique: Lv6, Sword Technique: Lv8, Protective Technique: Lv4, Command: Lv2, Instant: Lv8, Cold Resistance: Lv4, Toxic Resistance: Lv7, Trap Sense: Lv2, Pain Degradation, Atmospheric Manipulation, Automatic Life Recovery, Backwater
Title
Giant killer, righteous man, overcoming the dead.
Equipment
Big Tooth Tiger Long Sword, Mithrill Alloy Full Body Armor, Hundred Leg Spider Coat, Ransom Bracelet, Avoidance Ring
The profession is also changing from an instant swordsman to a mad warrior. In addition, his health and dexterity had declined more than before, and his arm strength and agility had increased significantly instead.
It's completely attack-oriented. Fran, too, seems to have remembered him when he saw Cruz's face. It's just that the atmosphere changes too much, you're confused.
”What's going on?
”Heh heh. What's wrong with you? That's terrible.”
”Different atmosphere”