"Next time, come on.
Did you even come to Mr. Sparrash? Pretty happy.
"I'll go.
Ouch! He's got something stabbed in his wrist!?
"Don't be alarmed.
Ouch! Something stabs me in the wrist and around my face one after another. Are you seeing through that this garment is made of Evil Python Road...
I know you're throwing something, but I don't see it at all!
Besides, the stabbing hurts more and more. Is this the reason for the poison needle spallash?
At least if we get close...
You don't even have to eat it in your eyes. Guarding your eyes with your arms...
"It's dangerous if you come close to the detour.
Guh, he stabbed me in the left leg! Is this a dagger!?
Hot! It's hotter than it hurts! I think I'm going to scream. Even though it's Evil Python Road leather, I've been thrust through it without a problem...
"Is that it?
Oh my God... I didn't get my hands or my legs... I got hit like good...
"Thank you for taking the time today, Mr. Sparrash. Come on. Come on. Drink plenty inside and go.
"Ma'am, thank you very much. Easy to give you a full drink.
"Come on, Curse, next. If you don't show me a good place, I won't cure you, okay?
"Oh, patience..."
My femoral wound is starting to hurt. There is also quite a bit of blood dripping... it looks like he also has a fever where something else stabbed him. But your consciousness is clear. Who's next?
"... Long time no see.
"Who... Customer! Mr. Sword Ghost Dassal!?
"If I beat you up, it's ten pieces of gold. Don't feel bad.
Whoa, are you serious? Who brought you here like this!
No, my tiger thoroughfare is more of a murder weapon. I know it's serious, but I'm gonna break it.
He hung up from the top. I step back on my left leg and slap the tiger thoroughfare in. End of hit on the head with gotun. Opponent's drop is too severe. Why is he so weak?
Are we done with that?
"Well done. I'll fix you up.
"Uh, thank you, Mother. What was this?
"Ugh. It's a birthday celebration. All those people came for Curse, didn't they? It's pathetic if you keep losing, so some people are for service.
Ha, I'm glad to hear that... but if you told me, I would have geared up about it even if I couldn't win.
Ha! No! I can't think this way! The world is a constant battlefield. I was alarmed that it was a celebration and I was the dumb one.
Then can't we do something about the use of the Magic Library? That's what I couldn't do before, the one who dresses in an instant...
I think I can do it.
From then on, the match continued, ranging from people who looked familiar in the guild but didn't know each other well or even the receptionist's sister. Apparently, like Mr. Dassal, when he defeated me, he had ten gold coins.
There's no way that the top guys, starting with Mr. Sparrash, can move with about ten gold coins, even though it's not even a request from the Alliance. I'm really glad those people came all the way here. I almost cried a little.
In the end, the match scored twelve wins and four losses. The first four were too strong. And I entered the dojo as my mother told me.
"Next time, come on.
Did you even come to Mr. Sparrash? Pretty happy.
"I'll go.
Ouch! He's got something stabbed in his wrist!?
"Don't be alarmed.
Ouch! Something stabs me in the wrist and around my face one after another. Are you seeing through that this garment is made of Evil Python Road...
I know you're throwing something, but I don't see it at all!
Besides, the stabbing hurts more and more. Is this the reason for the poison needle spallash?
At least if we get close...
You don't even have to eat it in your eyes. Guarding your eyes with your arms...
"It's dangerous if you come close to the detour.
Guh, he stabbed me in the left leg! Is this a dagger!?
Hot! It's hotter than it hurts! I think I'm going to scream. Even though it's Evil Python Road leather, I've been thrust through it without a problem...
"Is that it?
Oh my God... I didn't get my hands or my legs... I got hit like good...
"Thank you for taking the time today, Mr. Sparrash. Come on. Come on. Drink plenty inside and go.
"Ma'am, thank you very much. Easy to give you a full drink.
"Come on, Curse, next. If you don't show me a good place, I won't cure you, okay?
"Oh, patience..."
My femoral wound is starting to hurt. There is also quite a bit of blood dripping... it looks like he also has a fever where something else stabbed him. But your consciousness is clear. Who's next?
"... Long time no see.
"Who... Customer! Mr. Sword Ghost Dassal!?
"If I beat you up, it's ten pieces of gold. Don't feel bad.
Whoa, are you serious? Who brought you here like this!
No, my tiger thoroughfare is more of a murder weapon. I know it's serious, but I'm gonna break it.
He hung up from the top. I step back on my left leg and slap the tiger thoroughfare in. End of hit on the head with gotun. Opponent's drop is too severe. Why is he so weak?
Are we done with that?
"Well done. I'll fix you up.
"Uh, thank you, Mother. What was this?
"Ugh. It's a birthday celebration. All those people came for Curse, didn't they? It's pathetic if you keep losing, so some people are for service.
Ha, I'm glad to hear that... but if you told me, I would have geared up about it even if I couldn't win.
Ha! No! I can't think this way! The world is a constant battlefield. I was alarmed that it was a celebration and I was the dumb one.
Then can't we do something about the use of the Magic Library? That's what I couldn't do before, the one who dresses in an instant...
I think I can do it.
From then on, the match continued, ranging from people who looked familiar in the guild but didn't know each other well or even the receptionist's sister. Apparently, like Mr. Dassal, when he defeated me, he had ten gold coins.
There's no way that the top guys, starting with Mr. Sparrash, can move with about ten gold coins, even though it's not even a request from the Alliance. I'm really glad those people came all the way here. I almost cried a little.
In the end, the match scored twelve wins and four losses. The first four were too strong. And I entered the dojo as my mother told me.
