Pick Me Up-Episode 185
# 185
185. Only for once(9)
It was a single strike..
"……."
In the silence of all, I put the sword into the sheath.
Pushushuu. The blood welled like a fountain from Geohan's neck. My sword cleft a huge steel axe, and then he's neck and body. Separated..
Thump.
The body of the guy who lost his neck shook and fell to the ground..
"Uh, I mean.……."
"I won.."
"Oh, yes. Han Israt, Win!"
The Referee raised my hand.
I came down the stage, after the blood on the blade of the sword..
The blood that had seeped into the crevices of the floor was gradually becoming light and disappearing.
He'll be back in the stadium waiting room some time later. That's why I could put my mind to it and slice it..
"It's cool.!"
Amid the static, Aaron exclaimed.
Don't do that. I laughed and went into the hallway that led to the waiting room.
Blood dripped along the path I was walking.
'I opened the door with the plaque "Player waiting Room" and entered.
He hesitated on the couch in the corner, and then took out the recovery potion..
This was the last potion I had..
'Clavicle, ribs, lower abdomen, thighs, calves.'
All the spooky places are hurt..
Every time the potion was applied to the affected area, the pain came up.
If you hadn't learned the regenerative and rigid skills, you would have been unable to fight..
The match I just played was the 32nd quarter-final.
In order to win the individual exhibition, you have to win four more times.
"……Excellent.."
I looked sideways.
The man in Niflheim's uniform was staring at me.
Oh, this guy..
He's called the Second Coming of Gumma..
"I saw it through the video in the waiting room. It's a wonderful sword.."
He walked over to me..
I listened and the bareback horse nodded bareback.
By the way, when you turn your head, a large TV is installed on the wall of the waiting room. There were.
"I'm Vanil Norchev, a senior student in Niflheim. You are……."
"Han belongs to Taonier."
"Taonier. If it's taonic, that's Aaron.?"
"That's right. She was originally our party.."
"I love this game but I can't wait to see if I have a problem with it.."
Vanil said expressionless.
"The final of the Battle Royale could also be reached by a kite. That's enough to admit. How about coming into Niflheim? You said you were from an outside education student, but Niflheim's excellence was Don't you know enough? When I go back, I'll put a suggestion to the warden.."
You're making a fantastic noise..
I wordlessly bandaged the wound.
"I think you're of the ilk with me.."
"Ilk?"
"I'm not born. He who has a different bowl from others. Like Ridgion.."
Vanil grabbed the sheath..
"If the rabbit eats meat, and the lion eats grass, the world will go right.? The same goes for people. Each one lives according to a given bowl.."
'Vanill's eyes thinned when he said 'Rabbit'.
I laughed, because I was clearly deceived by who I was thinking of.
"Go. I don't think about it.."
"……That's a shame.."
At that time, the broadcast of Vanil's search rang in the waiting room.
It seemed to be his turn to play. Vanil told me to speak at any time if I changed my mind, and then I gave him a message. I left the waiting room..
'Rabbit and Lion.'
I don't mean to blame you..
It was just natural for him. Even if it doesn't become a bowl, Aaron, who is trying to crawl up, is the one who is trying to get him to come up with it. It will look like a rabbit trying to eat meat.
'What happened to Aaron?.'
I'm the only one left in the player's waiting room..
I take a bite of the rest of the recovery potion and put it in one side of the waiting room. I looked at the bulletin board..
On the hologram screen, the counterattack was being updated in real time.
Thank god..
Aaron's name is on it..
I don't think we've been eliminated from Group A..
I finished first aid in the waiting room.
The bleeding has stopped, and the body is improving, but I'm getting better today. It will be difficult.
The sequelae of IXID continue for several days. With this penalty, I had to win a solo exhibition.
When my body was fine to a certain extent, I left the waiting room.
Most of the players were watching the game on the field.
You'd better navigate your opponent..
I decided to go out to the stadium and watch the game..
At the end, Vanil was taking down his opponent..
This time, it was a man's meal..
I looked at Vanil, turning his back as if it were natural, and at the stadium Headed to the grandstand on the second floor.
According to the grand Final, the next game was Aaron's turn.
Aaron, who had gone down the grandstand, was on his way to the stage with a window..
"Wheyu, that hero called the Second coming of Gumma, is amazing. I don't know the end of my skills.."
There was a chatter from the audience next door..
"Who was that man? I've never seen it before.."
"You're from Niflheim, the same as Gumjae.."
"Cor, so is that guy amazing??"
"No, it's normal. He couldn't overwhelm his opponent like a swordsman. I don't think Niflheim is the right talent. If you put money on him, you're going to lose it all? It's a good game, but I'll be eliminated in the semifinals anyway.."
I laughed as I listened to the stories of the heroes who were eliminated from qualifying He looked at Aaron. Faced with the pair, Aaron was fighting, stabbing, swinging his spear. The pair of prosecutors who confronted him also teased Aaron with their weapons..
"No big deal.."
"Isn't it? There's no impact. It doesn't taste like watching.."
The audience teared up..
That's right. Aaron can't overpower his opponents, but his fighting style itself It's not fast or flashy..
The technique Aaron uses is simple stabbing and wielding.
It was a very basic operation that anyone who is a beginner can use.
The movement was neat, like a machine, but there was no more. Aaron did not use any of the top techniques with the profound knowledge of weaponry.
"She's flirty. Who's the other winning candidate??"
"There's a crazy dog.."
"Crazy Dog?"
"He staged a massacre in Battle Royale and then participated in a solo war. You said your opponent's weapon and neck were half cut in the strike? It looks bad, but the rabies are original monsters...... Billion!"
The spectator, who made eye contact with me, freaked out, and fled his seat as if to run away..
"What, what? Let's go with him.!"
In an instant, the two seats next to him were empty.
Same hero right. I kicked my tongue and turned my gaze.
No, I was trying to turn it around..
"……."
Someone was sitting.
As if you were in that place naturally..
In a small body like a child, he pressed his bread hat to his mouth..
"Noob.."
The boy, with his arms around him, looked at the stage and muttered, " Oh, my god.".
"I said it a few times. I don't think I'm talking to you.."
I squinted.
'This guy is…….'
"You're a mild-mannered child,you're not losing. No coming. We have to hit five hundred cars. What do you do with your efforts? I need to put a bamboo spear on the pigs.."
"……."
"Master."
Boy lifted one side of bread hat.
Mauve eyes were shining dark.
"You know why I came here.."
I didn't say anything..
"I can't stay long. I think I'll get a slap from a fog girl. Tell me briefly.."
The boy mopped his mouth..
The whisper lasted five minutes..
The boy laughed as he finished speaking.
The next moment, when I blinked, the boy's appearance was not gone.
I looked at the stage.
Aaron was pushing a spear into the neck of the fallen opponent..
It was the result of a battle that lasted about 15 minutes.
"I lost, I lost.."
"You have labored.."
Aaron raised his opponent, then greeted him and exited the stage.
No one was sending support to him..
"Next game.!"
The referee in the middle of the stage exclaimed.
"Main Line 16 River Group G! Israt, one of the Taoniers! Jardin Northlight in Le Sande!"
Is it my turn already?.
I caused the body.
The entire stadium was being broadcast.
I jumped over the iron bars that blocked the grandstand and the stage, and then onto the stage I'm up..
A knight with a shield and sword walked out of the opposite passage. It was a typical gumbang type..
"It's a bad wound. Abstain. I don't want to fight the weak.."
The knight looked at me and said.
I drew my sword without words.
"I don't fit my beliefs, but I can't help it. I'll take a look at the matter.……."
Crunches.
The width of the sword blade has widened..
I jumped into the opponent with a bayonet bifrost.
"Still a start signal too……!"
The Knight was embarrassed, but lifted his shield and held it in position.
The shield was pitted by the blow I put down with my power, and the knight took a few steps. He stood back and shook..
"Now, wait.!"
It was then that the judgment whistle sounded.
Now it's all right. I fixed my front foot on the ground, and then weighed it several times and put the bayonet on it. It's a good idea..
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the fifth, the steel shield was fragmented..
And from the sixth,
Kwazik.
The Knight fell, sprinkled with blood..
"Ha, Han Israt. Win.."
The Referee looked at me in a daze.
I'm not fighting like this. If you drag the time out for a long time, the aftereffects will come..
I came down the stage with the blood on the bayonet..
After a while, the eight players were set for the grand final.
Aaron and Vanil in Group A, I in Group B, and the four-star luxury born in the rest of the place Heroes took their place. As much as most of the hybrids were filtered out, it was real from here.
2: 00 p.m..
The grandstand of the solo exhibition arena began to fill.
Battle Royale and Group Battle finals are over. The schedule of mini-games has also been finalized. Now all that remains is the main solo exhibition of the three major events.
"I wanted to win. Injured members?"
"Do you say horse?."
"I advanced. He's in the waiting room with me.."
Communication with Jenna is over..
I threw the magic-filled communication stone into the trash can and looked next to it.
The waiting room where the players gathered. The next turn, Aaron sat on the bench. It was not a tense or anxious face. Aaron was fiddling with a window with a slightly grave look.
"Hey."
"Oh, brother.."
"Don't get up. Sit Down."
"Is your body okay?"
"Not enough until the finals. I'm worried about you.."
Aaron smirked.
"Are you here to encourage me. Thank you."
"Aaron."
"Example."
"Do you want to be like her??"
I pointed to Vanill, who was unwrapping himself in the corner.
Vanil was moving a sack of long swords very slowly with a well-edged blade. At first glance, it seems like a meaningless hand job, but with high concentration and It was a skillful action..
"I don't know what you're talking about...... ."
"You want to be a talent. You know the heat, you know the heat, you know the heat, you know the heat, you know the heat, you know the heat, you know the heat.. I'm not sure if I'm going to be the only one who is going to be able to do that. Why can't you look at it with your eyes?."
"That's it.……."
Before Aaron answered, I opened my mouth..
"You can't.."
"……."
"You never follow. It's a realm, it's a sword, and no matter how you explain it, you don't understand it. I can only hear the sound of catching clouds. If you show me, I don't know how to do it. Why are you trying to hold that down??"
Aaron was bowing his head..
"Aaron."
"……Example."
"That unlucky little George, come to the final. I'll be waiting.."
"But……."
"If you say no, I know you're going to go after it. If you can't, let it go. Find a way. Whether you take sleeping pills in the water, poison the window, get up now and take your back. Beat whatever you want, no matter what you want.."
Aaron bit his lip..
"Why did you tell me you wanted to be strong? Was it to follow you??"
"I, I……."
"Don't yearn. You can't be that guy. Don't even think to follow. No. You'll still be there. It's the same. So...... Smash it.."
Like Muden did..
Thousands of times better than himself, he has put a spear into the heart of geniuses. Like him..
"……."
Aaron looked at me with unknowable eyes.
It's okay. You don't have to understand. You just have to remember one thing..
"It's your turn.."
At the end of the day, the broadcast is coming out..
Aaron stood up for the run..
"I'm not sure what that means.."
Aaron grabbed the window that hung on the wall..
"Are you saying win??"
"I understand that.."
"I'll try.……."
"You can't do that.."
Aaron smiled wrathfully, and held the spear firmly.
"I'll win.."
"Okay. Come on, come on.."
Aaron, who bowed to me, walked out the door..
After that, the next opponent went out. I looked above.
The ceiling against the inorganic background was in sight.
Muden's voice rewinded..
That's right..
The human spirit cannot afford that time.
Reset your memory dozens of times, regenerate your personality I've been through it..
In the meantime, Aaron did not lose himself.
'Monster Asshole.'
I laughed.
And Aaron quietly recited the time he had endured.
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