Levelmaker

Ohh.

Today is militant tournament day. It's 11: 00 to get together.

Wang Du is quite busy.

It's 10: 00. Let's head to the Coliseum early.

We get to the Coliseum, I go underground. There were plenty of people along the way who would probably be competing.

Among them, one is familiar with his face.

"Mr. Gabayna! Hello."

"Oh, Alim. You look good. You're here to watch the tournament? But today is not the day to be open to the public."

Oh, this guy didn't know I was coming out.

"No, I'm an A-rank contestant. I mean, me and Gabayna, we have competitors all over the tournament."

"You were competing...! So this is what I was discussing with Lord Grape then? I've been trying to win, but it's going to be hard... after they show me the arr... But if we're going to fight, we're going to do everything we can."

"Ha!"

After all, Mr. Gabayna is a little like a samurai. That's not true?

We arrived in the basement.

I'm still able to play games here. I guess the finals and other eyeball games will be played in a decent place up there.

It's bigger than it looks outside, so I guess it's a magic room. Besides, you think there's a place like this by rank?

Then someone accidentally slaps me on the shoulder.

I looked at the guy I slapped, but he's hiding his face in a black robe hood, and I don't know who it is.

I was suspicious of someone with such a robe, but I heard a voice from that person that I knew. Ultra-low.

"(Alim, it's me, me. Parasna, you can't just show up here. Because it makes a scene. Please, follow me)"

Celebrities are tough. I guess I was trying to keep it out of sight to come to Mr. Ult's, too, late at night.

I arrived at Mr. Palasna.

Beyond that, Mr. Gilmers and one unfamiliar person, something.

Or you don't look human.

It looks like it made a special hero's body look good.

If I had seen this on Earth, I would have thought it was a geek or a cook II disease, a high quality cosplay.

The person said something.

"Girl yo, I no name ha, last man." Immortal Hero. "Tomo, call Barretail."

... an immortal hero... no way... this guy

"Um... is that Mr. Ult?

"Yeah, Alim. It's me, Ultra Lastman."

I knew it.

Mr. Gilmers pinches his mouth.

"Hey, Alim. This guy had a really good hobby, you know? Besides, he's talking in a weird way."

"Sonnakotohanai. I look like a nokono. Hakukoishi, voice mo powerful gaatte, Rin Shiite, Sitteil. Girl yo, o ago mosoudaloo?

"Um, leave the look out, I don't think my hobbies are very good"

"I'm sorry. Ult. I don't think my hobbies are good, either, without looking or having anything to do with it. Kind of like having a kid."

"No...!? Up to the parasna... Terrible!"

Oh, Mr. Ult, I'm depressed.

By the way, why was I called?

"By the way, what can I do for you?

"I just missed you at first sight, dear Alim, didn't I?

"I ha, in Kono, Alimchanni, Miseteokout suttene.... The one thing I really need to run errands with is Mr. Gilmers. You mean the sword, right?

"Oh, yeah. Alim. Thank you for such a wonderful sword, true ~ ~! That sword is not for viewing. You're my sub webon! Don't ask me again! Now I wonder if I'd like a bow..."

Good. He's happy for me. Still, what do we do with the extra material?

"Is that a bow? I get it! By the way, I still have Ultimate and Ortros material left, what should I do?

"Oh, I'll do Ultimate and Ortros. Alternatively, Ultimate adds up when you build your next weapon. This time, Mithril and this guy... basilisk, I'll give you S-rank demon material. I hope the militant tournament is over. The sword's reward goes with the bow's reward."

"Yes! Copy that."

Is Ortolos followed by Basilisk... really fantastic, isn't it?

Well, I've never made a bow before, but do you want to try?

Also, after the four of us talked, as Mr. Gilmers reminded me, he started rushing me.

"Arim, it's time to get back to the underground arena. Let's get this over with, huh? By the way, I'm Alim and the others, because I'm the A-rank Chief Judge! Nice to meet you there. By the way, Ult is in the S-rank, and Palasna is the overall judge of the B-rank. Come on, man.

"Yes!"

I'll see you later.

I'm breaking up with the three of them and going back to the arena.

When I got back, I was hissing in this whole place, an A-rank adventurer. There were quite a few adventurers who called out to me, mostly, loving me or jealous of my strength.

There is a stage behind this place like a stage.

At 11 o'clock, Mr. Gilmers came out from beside that platform. And say something out loud.

"Hey! Attention!

Everybody shut up and look at Mr. Gilmers.

"There are 80 participants in this tournament. As usual, it's tournamental! All five games, including the final. You know the rules, don't you? But it's settled, so I'll explain. There are three conditions for victory. Stun the opponent, the opponent gibs up, it's been 30 minutes and if HP stays above the opponent, you win! And it's forbidden, but it's strictly forbidden to kill them! Up to 2 weapons brought in. Other than that, freedom, freedom. Ah! Come on, you guys, that strength you keep polishing every day! Give it a try at the tournament! This time, I'm the overall referee until World War 1-2! [Takegami] That's Gilmers. Ah!

"'Waaaaaa!!

Wow, great cheer.

You're really a celebrity. Mr. Gilmers.

Plus, he keeps talking.

"Wait, it's your opponent's announcement! Look at this guy. This is your opponent in the first round. Ah! Guys, move to the number location it says!. We'll start all matches at 11: 20, all at once!

I came down from the top wanting to see a big billed sign.

There's that diagram of the tournament...

I see. Am I supposed to fight a guy named Chekay on block 12?

I'm heading to block 12.