Episode 134
“Did you fail today too?”
“… … yes.”
“Wow, it’s already been a week.”
It’s been a week since I started looking through the statues of Shmuda Desert Warriors.
There is no place I haven’t searched.
I even tried to climb on top of the statue and got chased by the guards.
I searched in such detail that my eyes
Even when I watch it, I can clearly see Shmuda’s face.
Finding pieces of Draka relics in Esperanaja is like finding a needle in the desert.
okay.
There was no income.
Oh, there is one.
“Oppa Ruin!”
“Yes, Anna.”
“Let’s play sparring with me!”
“My brother is very tired today, can we do it later?”
“no! Yesterday, you promised to do it today! “Cyndia and I were waiting for you every day!”
A handful of love from the children of Narmer Orphanage.
These are children who grow up without receiving complete love from their parents at an age when they need love and affection.
Around the time I entered the academy, I remembered leaving Ruina behind, and I grew closer to it little by little… … .
Now, we have become so close that I wonder if he thinks of me as his real brother.
The game we mainly play is sparring.
“yap! yap!”
“••••••Ugh!”
“die! Yap yap!”
There are always winners and losers in this fight.
Anna and Cyndia play the role of Shmuda, the great desert warrior who always wins, and I play the role of the villain who always loses.
After being kicked once by my short legs, I always end up rolling on the floor.
“Ugh! Too strong… … Ugh! I’m angry… … !”
“no! brother! “A slave who loses a fight must die!”
“..Quack!”
“Hihi! Won! “I am the greatest warrior of the desert!”
After playing with the kids like this, the day’s schedule is over.
Of course, the same schedule awaits the next day.
Finding a needle in the desert.
Ah, somehow.
They said it was too easy to solve.
“Z、E lot”
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“why?”
“Maybe this was wrong from the beginning?”
“It’s already been a long time since you’ve worried about that. “But are there any other sharp moves?”
“Nothing.”
“Then what? “I just have to do it with my body.”
Oh, that’s right.
That’s really powerful.
“… … When the lowest grain of sand becomes the hottest sun.”
I mumbled hints out of habit.
What this means is that no matter how much you think about it, there is only one conqueror, ‘Shimuda.’
Rest… … .
In the desert warrior statue, the grandfather’s face and the faces of Anna and Cyndia, who were playing Shmuda, can be seen overlapping.
Oh my, what are you imagining now?
“But Strang.”
“Ana and Cyndia did that a little while ago. “A slave who loses a fight must die.”
“It did.”
“Why are you saying that?”
“well. “I guess they killed the slave who lost the fight.”
“Isn’t that too cruel to children? Even the respected Shmuda was a former slave.”
“I don’t know. You’re not tired anymore
Do you do it? I’m tired and want to go to my room… …
“… … Now that I think about it, that’s right. How could a slave rise to the position of such a great emperor? “Is this possible?”
“Oh, I don’t know! I don’t know! All day long, he rests, rests! “I’m going to bed now.”
I suddenly became curious and looked for Narmer.
Fortunately, Narmer was not asleep, and he readily answered my questions.
I answered.
“It’s the secret that a slave could become a great emperor…” … . That’s simple. “Because I won the gladiatorial contest.”
“A gladiatorial contest?”
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“yes. Gladiator fights are one of Oyota’s oldest forms of entertainment. Gladiators fight in the Esperanaja amphitheater until one of them dies. Whether slave or noble. Identity doesn’t matter. “In it, there are only winners and losers.”
Gladiator competition… … .
In Esperanaza, this kind of competition is held
It’s opening.
But, does it end only when someone dies?
I understood why Anna and Cyndia said that.
I asked.
“So, did Shmuda win the competition and become a great emperor?”
“If you win the gladiatorial contest, you will have a direct audience with the Great Emperor and will be recognized as the ‘Great Desert Warrior’ representing Espe Lanaja. Shmuda came to the attention of the then great emperor through this gladiatorial contest and became the next great emperor.
“It’s like having an opportunity to do something.”
“..!”
For a moment, a light flashes in my mind.
“wait a minute. If you win a gladiatorial contest, you can become a great desert warrior? Even if it’s slavery?”
“yes. you’re right.”
“… … “It was this.”
“yes?”
Okay, this is it.
I got it wrong in the first place.
‘The lowest grain of sand’ means a slave or a stranger.
‘The hottest sun’ means ‘the great desert warrior.’
《When the lowest grain of sand becomes the hot sun.》
In other words, if a slave or a stranger won the Esperanaja gladiatorial competition, he or she would be able to obtain Dra Ka’s relics.
Anna! Sindia!
Thanks everyone!
My heart is heating up.
I hurriedly asked Narmer.
“That gladiatorial contest. When do you do it?”
“The competition is held every year around this time. There are only a few days left until the competition starts. “By the way, why are you suddenly asking that?”
“I want to participate too. Is it possible?”
“It is possible for strangers to participate in gladiatorial competitions, but the application for participation has already closed. It was yesterday
“It was the last day to apply.”
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
I feel like I can curse myself a hundred and thousand times in my mind.
“Then the next competition is… …
“It’s next year.”
My excited heart is turning cold.
The anger that had been building up exploded in my throat.
Just before coming out.
After coming all this way and going through so much trouble, I can’t even apply to participate in the gladiator competition.
Ahhhhh.
I want to scream.
But, if I scream, Anna and Cindy will wake up, right?
Oh my, damn it.
Dungshin!
If you’re going to find out sooner, you’ll find out a few days sooner.
For no reason did I come now… … .
“But there is no way.”
“yes? “What method?”
“If you win the Songpan Breaking Competition, you can pass the preliminary round of the gladiator competition. In other words, you can advance straight to the finals.”
Songpan breaking competition?
What is this again?
“Can you elaborate a little more?”
“That’s literally it. Hit the thin pine board with your fist to remove the most pine boards.
The warrior who breaks through will be recognized for his inaction and will be eligible to advance to the finals of the gladiatorial competition. “This is a method often used by gladiators who do not want to go through boring preliminaries.”
“… … “So, when is the competition?”
“It’s tomorrow. “You can apply for this right on site.”
“ah••••••
I quietly put my hands together.
Did they say that even if the sky falls, there is still a hole to rise up from?
That’s right now.
Once my heart was pounding, it was not easy for me to get back on track, but the corners of my mouth rose.
I was depressed, then happy, then I was depressed.
Narmer asked as if it was strange that I went back and forth between heaven and hell.
“By the way, do you plan to participate in the gladiatorial contest?”
“yes.”
“… … “I see.”
Narmer looked at me closely and asked.
“By the way, isn’t Ruin a wizard?”
“yes. But what?”
“The use of magic is prohibited in gladiatorial competitions.”
” yes?”
“This is a competition where only weapons and fists are allowed. In a way, it’s natural. If you think about the history of Oyota’s defeat in front of the Empire’s magic civilization, you will understand quickly. Most Esperanaja citizens hate wizards. “He is not a true warrior.”
Right.
The country of Oyota itself is not friendly with ‘magic’.
As a latecomer, a magic school was created and entered the competition late.
When looking at that background, it is as natural as Narmero said.
But, it doesn’t matter.
“it’s okay. “It’s okay if you don’t use magic.”
“… … “As expected, I see.”
“yes?”
“You don’t have chakra, but you have mastered martial arts. “I felt it from the moment I first saw you.”
“I learned it a little bit. “Just the basics, a little bit, from the driver I know.”
“However, I think it would be a bit difficult to conduct a sword fighting competition with only basic martial arts skills.”
“••••••why?”
“I told you. The gladiatorial arena is a hell that ends only when someone dies. “Even my opponents are warriors who have taken their martial arts skills to the limit.”
Narmer’s eyes are very subtle.
changed.
“It doesn’t matter whether the opponent is a slave or a noble. Gladiators are beings who have no hesitation in killing enemies in front of them and lifting the heads of corpses for the enjoyment of the citizens of Esperanaja.”
Those were not the good-looking orphanage director Nar Mer, but the eyes of a martial arts family hiding a terrifying ability of at least 8 stars.
It seemed like he was reminiscing about something that happened a long time ago.
“Can you do something like this?”
I suddenly became curious about his past, but decided to ask next time.
“Thank you for the advice. But this is very important to me.”
“… … is that so?”
“yes.”
Because I have already decided.
Should I kill someone?
so?
This is not something I started with a trivial mindset.
If I don’t kill it, I die.
“You must win the gladiatorial contest.”
First of all, I guess we should do the Songpan Breaking Competition first.
“By the way, brother. “Didn’t you say that you definitely came to Esperanaza looking for something?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“But why did Songpan wake up all of a sudden?
“Are you there?”
“… … “What I’m looking for is in the gladiator competition hall.”
“Well, I see. “Now we are there.”
Wazner nodded and covered his entire face with his blanket.
The same goes for Nadia, who follows behind.
It seemed as if he didn’t want anyone to see his face.
“Brother, here we are.”
The place Wazner pointed to was Oasis.
It was the center of the commercial district located right next to it.
People were gathered in a circle around a small vacant lot.
All of them were watching the ‘Songpan Breaking Competition’ while holding a bundle of silver coins in their hands.
“Gilparak! Destroy it! “I bet 30 silver on you!”
“I bet a whopping 1 gold! Be sure to destroy it!”
Spectators bet money.
Participants break pine boards.
However, the appearance is quite impressive.
“Hey, how many sheets are there?”
one two three four… … .
I can’t count it with my eyes.
There were dozens of pine boards stacked on top of each other, and it was already well over the height of an adult Jang Jeong.
Participants jumped from high ladders and defeated pine boards using only their fists.
Wow!
“okay! That’s it! “Gilfarak!”
“It’s a success! “It’s a long time!”
In this way, it is a simple form in which the participant who breaks the most pine boards is the winner.
Naturally, all participants will continue to increase the number of pine boards.
The audience bets on whether it will succeed or fail.
“Ruin. “It would be a piece of cake for you.”
“I know.”
I nodded in understanding.
“It’s simple. I understood.”
However, the mood of Nadia and Wazner, who were watching the Songpan Breaking Competition, changed unusually.
An atmosphere similar to ‘living’ passed through their eyes, and the main character of this living was.
Now, a sturdy man is climbing a ladder to break pine boards.
“Do you know someone?”
In response to my question, Wazner gritted his teeth and said,
did.
“I told you before. We were originally soldiers, but we were kicked out because of something bad.”
” yes.”
“It’s that kid. “The guy who framed us and got us kicked out of the military.”
“… … ah.”
A man striking a cool pose on a ladder to break pine boards.
His name is.
“came! We’re back again this year! The winner of last year’s Songpan Breaking Contest,
Two contest winners! The owner of tremendous strength who ripped out the heart of an ogre with his fist! Tarman Hashimkh!”
Tarman Hashimko.
A man who was the winner last year and is considered a strong candidate to win this year as well.
“iced coffee! Chapter 88! Tarman Hashimk challenges a whopping 88 pine boards! I plan on winning just once! ruler! Now it’s time to bet!”
He challenged Chapter 88.
The new record for breaking competitions that he broke is said to be 88 pieces.
Except for Tarman Hashimkh, most
In this situation, there are a lot of people who can’t even get past 70 pages.
Where will the audience place their money?
“Tarman! Tarman!”
“Tarman! Tarman!”
Of course it’s Tarman.
I asked Wazner, eyeing that muscle mass.
“Is he that strong?”
“It’s strong. It’s last year’s winner. There is a rumor that he participated this year just for fun. “Because I want to kill people.”
Everyone is predicting that he will win.
Except me.
“Hmm, that’s right.”
In that case, I would like to hang some pine boards.
How about 176 sheets, which is double the new record of 88 sheets?
Whatever it is, it’s good.
Because I will win here today.
Of course, it wouldn’t be fun to just do it.
“… … If you already do it, just make money.
Should I earn it properly?”
I said, handing Strang a bundle of gold.
“Hang everything.”
