Chapter 92: Episode 32. COSMOSE'S CORSE (3),
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Full of romance and love...... the inside of each of the cages was in many ways a prison-like structure.
There is a long dark hallway, and the one-room rooms that are crammed to both sides are blocked by iron bars instead of doors that can be seen in ordinary homes.
If there was anything different from the prison, the participants could open and close the bars at will. And the fact that the pirates under Cosmos, who play the guide role, are surprisingly very kind.
"What is it? There's a blood contestant coming in? Haha, this year's arena is full of kids. Give it to me. Let's see... What, Group 13? Uh, plus, you beat the captain up? It's a thing, man."
The information station glanced at the gin as if curious.
"These days, kids seem to be fearless. Besides you, there's another one of our captain's fans, and it'll be quite a sight to see if two of them go together. Too bad Joe's different."
I didn't have to ask who he was. If it's not Dante Heiran, there's no teenager on this crazy island who can do that.
"So, which room should I use?"
The information station shrugged when Jean asked sourly.
"Select anywhere and go! The Group 13 game starts tomorrow, so if you're bored today, you can watch another group fight later. Don't you think you should take one more fun memory before you die?”
The receptionist seemed to think Jean would die soon. Fortunately, it wasn't sarcastic, so Jindo just passed him and began to pick a room.
Buck, thigh.
As I walked around and looked at the rooms, I realized that all sorts of people were gathered.
There are many people who sit in the corner and say prayers, who take out things they don't know and check, and who are already making a gang and talking among themselves.
In some ways, it felt more barbaric than the Mamitian lawless zone.
'By the way, the pirate Cosmos is not an easy-to-see figure. Why are you pirating in this way like this?’
Jean shrugged her shoulders and picked up the room. It's already been around the hall for about ten minutes, but there hasn't been a particularly better or cleaner room. Only one old, dirty room.
'There is not enough room for the participants. It's basic to have two or three people in each room. It's so obvious that the intention of purposely preventing them from accepting all of them is so obvious that I'm displeased.’
Cosmos' arena is a martial arts competition in which even killing opponents is allowed before the game begins. In fact, it is more like a survival game than a martial arts competition.
So they purposely designed the participants to stay together in such a cramped room. In this small, shabby room, we should fight each other whenever we have the chance.
Even as long as they registered to participate, withdrawal was impossible under any circumstances. Cosmos's men were all over the entrance, and the other participants weren't good enough to leave the fugitive alone.
If anyone tries to run away clumsyly, other participants will make him jerky first before he is caught by his men.
It was for this reason that Cosmos said, "Shark rice if you can't get past the night," and that the receptionist would die anyway.
It's hard for me to expect Jean to survive in this situation yet. The pirates had judged that Jin was more likely to die even if he was a genius with more than four stars.
Because in order to survive in the dark struggle and trickery, dignity and experience are more important than pure force. And in the common sense of pirates, it was never what a boy could have.
You don't know much. It's a more dangerous martial arts competition than you think.
Jean suddenly recalls what Kashmir said. When I came in person and looked at the reality, I understood what he said at once.
'Well, it's pretty fresh.’
Jean pulled the bars of the room near the center of the corridor. Stuck, squeak, squeak....at the sound of an unpleasant frictional sound, three of the participants inside glared at Jean at the same time.
"Can't you see there are three of us here? Go to the other room, kid."
"I Won, no matter how low the competition is, do it. You let those little boys join you?"
"Why are you standing still, hurry up and go."
All three men in their mid-twenties to late twenties. Seems to me to speak in a rough way, or to sit in a crooked position, but they were nothing to see.
Who said hawks are drugs when dealing with friends like this? I don't know. Was it my old teacher or Mary's sister?’
Still, you should give him a chance before you beat him up. Jean, who thought so, made eye contact with three people once.
"From today on, this room is for myself. I'm gonna count to three from now on. Is it enough time to take a few steps out of this room?”
I didn't even have the slightest intention of sharing a room with anyone else. It doesn't make sense to have people around who may hit the back of their heads or stab them in the back.
Naturally, the odds and ends of the jokbae, doubting their ears, only twinkled their eyes.
"One, two, three."
Puck! Puck! Tudduck!
Two blows and one joint. Results are ophthalmic fractures, cheekbones deposition, and shoulder dislocation, respectively. The gangsters could not even respond to the unawares assault.
Cheers spread from other rooms nearby as the screaming went on. Soon Jean put her hand on her waist, and three odds and ends rushed out of the room. Not even a word of abuse.
I'm done cleaning up the room.
But the real beginning is now.
There's a lot of people in this room trying to see me alone....you've been sleeping for a while from today.’
It was an accurate prediction.
Less than 10 minutes later, new challengers began to emerge to take over the room.
"Hey, let's share a room."
He came in with such a curious remark.
"Huck! Huck!"
Those who were beaten a couple of times and ran away were rather cute.
I couldn't take a good look at them when they tried to spray poison by pretending to pass through the corridor, or when they ran away after three or four people came to the crossbow fire.
So they cut off all their fingers or cut off their wrists and sent them back. I thought it would be a better message for other participants than to kill them.
However, this was the most troubling class after Jean received the room.
passers-by with a stealthy glance
'I'm sure they'll hit me when they get the right chance later. When it is hard for me to stop the nonsense of those who care only about the front as I do now."
I'm not afraid of it, but it's true that it's annoying. Because you can't use magic and spirit right now.
'No matter what the situation is, it's definitely burdensome to have to solve the problem with a sword only sword. We've always used three forces at the same time.’
Or there were colleagues. Not long ago, I had a necklace that would allow me to survive no matter who I met.
'I see why my father sent me here. It's important to compete with Dante, but I think it also meant not to be conceited by my swordsmanship.’
How long has it been since we were staring into the hallway with our nerves on our heads?
A voice from outside came from the receptionist.
"Now, from now on, there will be a match between Group 1 and Group 2! If you're going to watch, go to the audience. Oh, and you all know that murder is forbidden in the audience, right? Mind your own business, you can do something, so mind your own business."
Clack, clump!
Almost all the bars in the hallway began to open one by one. They are all trying to take steps to watch the matches in groups 1 and 2.
It was the only time for participants to relax, as murder and attack were prohibited in the audience.
Also, participants did not attack each other when moving to the audience seats to see if there were implicit rules. So when I was about to blend into the moving procession,
'The ones who just looked at me and walked past me. If I were them, I'd stab myself in that procession. Because that's the highest success rate.’
No matter how good Jin was, it was too much to pinpoint and avoid the blade that flew out of the crowd.
It's just a "silent rule" not to attack each other when moving to the audience.
The rules were not directly suggested by the organizers. I've read the rules written on the back of the participation application dozens of times on my way here, but they certainly didn't.
Of course, those who attacked Jean in it will be looked down upon by other participants. However, many people welcomed him, saying that he killed the arrogant little boy who took up a single room by himself.
There's nothing to lose if you go slow. You'd better go out when the hall is a little quiet.’
It was an accurate judgment.
A few of the participants who had just passed by after examining the gin moved separately, but it was a group. And they saw Jean as a four-star or so, and now they had plans to remove her.
There was no other reason for them to try to remove the gin. Just out of all the game they could afford, Jean seemed the most interesting.
In any case, they failed to carry out the plan because of Jean's careful behavior, and the receptionist, who quietly watched the scene, exclaimed low admiration.
"I thought you were just a kid who lost his cowardice because he trusted his skills, but you're sensible. I see why the captain asked me to stand up against him with some special use.”
Jean leaving the room without answering back.
As the stadium neared, the shouts were gradually becoming clearer. Upon arriving at the audience seats, Jin forgot to speak for a moment due to the size of the audience that was far beyond his expectations.
"Crazy, so many people are coming to see this?’
Except for the participants, the number of ordinary audiences seemed to exceed 1,000.
I was worried that there might be someone who knew his face, but I didn't think a giant who could attend the Looncandel single-wood bridge party would come to this place.
'Dante Highland, too, must have participated because not many people know his face except for the Imperial nobles yet.’
If I had known it was a competition with such a large audience, I would have paid more attention to disguise myself.
When he regained his appetite and settled in a suitable place, the voices of the audience who sat in front of him were naturally heard.
They seemed to be wealthy people in the Empire of Belado, who watch the competition every year.
"Did you hear the rumor?”
"Which one?"
"There's a story about a backup rider from Looncandel participating in this arena under an alias."
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Full of romance and love...... the inside of each of the cages was in many ways a prison-like structure.
There is a long dark hallway, and the one-room rooms that are crammed to both sides are blocked by iron bars instead of doors that can be seen in ordinary homes.
If there was anything different from the prison, the participants could open and close the bars at will. And the fact that the pirates under Cosmos, who play the guide role, are surprisingly very kind.
"What is it? There's a blood contestant coming in? Haha, this year's arena is full of kids. Give it to me. Let's see... What, Group 13? Uh, plus, you beat the captain up? It's a thing, man."
The information station glanced at the gin as if curious.
"These days, kids seem to be fearless. Besides you, there's another one of our captain's fans, and it'll be quite a sight to see if two of them go together. Too bad Joe's different."
I didn't have to ask who he was. If it's not Dante Heiran, there's no teenager on this crazy island who can do that.
"So, which room should I use?"
The information station shrugged when Jean asked sourly.
"Select anywhere and go! The Group 13 game starts tomorrow, so if you're bored today, you can watch another group fight later. Don't you think you should take one more fun memory before you die?”
The receptionist seemed to think Jean would die soon. Fortunately, it wasn't sarcastic, so Jindo just passed him and began to pick a room.
Buck, thigh.
As I walked around and looked at the rooms, I realized that all sorts of people were gathered.
There are many people who sit in the corner and say prayers, who take out things they don't know and check, and who are already making a gang and talking among themselves.
In some ways, it felt more barbaric than the Mamitian lawless zone.
'By the way, the pirate Cosmos is not an easy-to-see figure. Why are you pirating in this way like this?’
Jean shrugged her shoulders and picked up the room. It's already been around the hall for about ten minutes, but there hasn't been a particularly better or cleaner room. Only one old, dirty room.
'There is not enough room for the participants. It's basic to have two or three people in each room. It's so obvious that the intention of purposely preventing them from accepting all of them is so obvious that I'm displeased.’
Cosmos' arena is a martial arts competition in which even killing opponents is allowed before the game begins. In fact, it is more like a survival game than a martial arts competition.
So they purposely designed the participants to stay together in such a cramped room. In this small, shabby room, we should fight each other whenever we have the chance.
Even as long as they registered to participate, withdrawal was impossible under any circumstances. Cosmos's men were all over the entrance, and the other participants weren't good enough to leave the fugitive alone.
If anyone tries to run away clumsyly, other participants will make him jerky first before he is caught by his men.
It was for this reason that Cosmos said, "Shark rice if you can't get past the night," and that the receptionist would die anyway.
It's hard for me to expect Jean to survive in this situation yet. The pirates had judged that Jin was more likely to die even if he was a genius with more than four stars.
Because in order to survive in the dark struggle and trickery, dignity and experience are more important than pure force. And in the common sense of pirates, it was never what a boy could have.
You don't know much. It's a more dangerous martial arts competition than you think.
Jean suddenly recalls what Kashmir said. When I came in person and looked at the reality, I understood what he said at once.
'Well, it's pretty fresh.’
Jean pulled the bars of the room near the center of the corridor. Stuck, squeak, squeak....at the sound of an unpleasant frictional sound, three of the participants inside glared at Jean at the same time.
"Can't you see there are three of us here? Go to the other room, kid."
"I Won, no matter how low the competition is, do it. You let those little boys join you?"
"Why are you standing still, hurry up and go."
All three men in their mid-twenties to late twenties. Seems to me to speak in a rough way, or to sit in a crooked position, but they were nothing to see.
Who said hawks are drugs when dealing with friends like this? I don't know. Was it my old teacher or Mary's sister?’
Still, you should give him a chance before you beat him up. Jean, who thought so, made eye contact with three people once.
"From today on, this room is for myself. I'm gonna count to three from now on. Is it enough time to take a few steps out of this room?”
I didn't even have the slightest intention of sharing a room with anyone else. It doesn't make sense to have people around who may hit the back of their heads or stab them in the back.
Naturally, the odds and ends of the jokbae, doubting their ears, only twinkled their eyes.
"One, two, three."
Puck! Puck! Tudduck!
Two blows and one joint. Results are ophthalmic fractures, cheekbones deposition, and shoulder dislocation, respectively. The gangsters could not even respond to the unawares assault.
Cheers spread from other rooms nearby as the screaming went on. Soon Jean put her hand on her waist, and three odds and ends rushed out of the room. Not even a word of abuse.
I'm done cleaning up the room.
But the real beginning is now.
There's a lot of people in this room trying to see me alone....you've been sleeping for a while from today.’
It was an accurate prediction.
Less than 10 minutes later, new challengers began to emerge to take over the room.
"Hey, let's share a room."
He came in with such a curious remark.
"Huck! Huck!"
Those who were beaten a couple of times and ran away were rather cute.
I couldn't take a good look at them when they tried to spray poison by pretending to pass through the corridor, or when they ran away after three or four people came to the crossbow fire.
So they cut off all their fingers or cut off their wrists and sent them back. I thought it would be a better message for other participants than to kill them.
However, this was the most troubling class after Jean received the room.
passers-by with a stealthy glance
'I'm sure they'll hit me when they get the right chance later. When it is hard for me to stop the nonsense of those who care only about the front as I do now."
I'm not afraid of it, but it's true that it's annoying. Because you can't use magic and spirit right now.
'No matter what the situation is, it's definitely burdensome to have to solve the problem with a sword only sword. We've always used three forces at the same time.’
Or there were colleagues. Not long ago, I had a necklace that would allow me to survive no matter who I met.
'I see why my father sent me here. It's important to compete with Dante, but I think it also meant not to be conceited by my swordsmanship.’
How long has it been since we were staring into the hallway with our nerves on our heads?
A voice from outside came from the receptionist.
"Now, from now on, there will be a match between Group 1 and Group 2! If you're going to watch, go to the audience. Oh, and you all know that murder is forbidden in the audience, right? Mind your own business, you can do something, so mind your own business."
Clack, clump!
Almost all the bars in the hallway began to open one by one. They are all trying to take steps to watch the matches in groups 1 and 2.
It was the only time for participants to relax, as murder and attack were prohibited in the audience.
Also, participants did not attack each other when moving to the audience seats to see if there were implicit rules. So when I was about to blend into the moving procession,
'The ones who just looked at me and walked past me. If I were them, I'd stab myself in that procession. Because that's the highest success rate.’
No matter how good Jin was, it was too much to pinpoint and avoid the blade that flew out of the crowd.
It's just a "silent rule" not to attack each other when moving to the audience.
The rules were not directly suggested by the organizers. I've read the rules written on the back of the participation application dozens of times on my way here, but they certainly didn't.
Of course, those who attacked Jean in it will be looked down upon by other participants. However, many people welcomed him, saying that he killed the arrogant little boy who took up a single room by himself.
There's nothing to lose if you go slow. You'd better go out when the hall is a little quiet.’
It was an accurate judgment.
A few of the participants who had just passed by after examining the gin moved separately, but it was a group. And they saw Jean as a four-star or so, and now they had plans to remove her.
There was no other reason for them to try to remove the gin. Just out of all the game they could afford, Jean seemed the most interesting.
In any case, they failed to carry out the plan because of Jean's careful behavior, and the receptionist, who quietly watched the scene, exclaimed low admiration.
"I thought you were just a kid who lost his cowardice because he trusted his skills, but you're sensible. I see why the captain asked me to stand up against him with some special use.”
Jean leaving the room without answering back.
As the stadium neared, the shouts were gradually becoming clearer. Upon arriving at the audience seats, Jin forgot to speak for a moment due to the size of the audience that was far beyond his expectations.
"Crazy, so many people are coming to see this?’
Except for the participants, the number of ordinary audiences seemed to exceed 1,000.
I was worried that there might be someone who knew his face, but I didn't think a giant who could attend the Looncandel single-wood bridge party would come to this place.
'Dante Highland, too, must have participated because not many people know his face except for the Imperial nobles yet.’
If I had known it was a competition with such a large audience, I would have paid more attention to disguise myself.
When he regained his appetite and settled in a suitable place, the voices of the audience who sat in front of him were naturally heard.
They seemed to be wealthy people in the Empire of Belado, who watch the competition every year.
"Did you hear the rumor?”
"Which one?"
"There's a story about a backup rider from Looncandel participating in this arena under an alias."
Full of romance and love...... the inside of each of the cages was in many ways a prison-like structure.There is a long dark hallway, and the one-room rooms that are crammed to both sides are blocked by iron bars instead of doors that can be seen in ordinary homes.If there was anything different from the prison, the participants could open and close the bars at will. And the fact that the pirates under Cosmos, who play the guide role, are surprisingly very kind."What is it? There's a blood contestant coming in? Haha, this year's arena is full of kids. Give it to me. Let's see... What, Group 13? Uh, plus, you beat the captain up? It's a thing, man."The information station glanced at the gin as if curious."These days, kids seem to be fearless. Besides you, there's another one of our captain's fans, and it'll be quite a sight to see if two of them go together. Too bad Joe's different."I didn't have to ask who he was. If it's not Dante Heiran, there's no teenager on this crazy island who can do that."So, which room should I use?"The information station shrugged when Jean asked sourly."Select anywhere and go! The Group 13 game starts tomorrow, so if you're bored today, you can watch another group fight later. Don't you think you should take one more fun memory before you die?The receptionist seemed to think Jean would die soon. Fortunately, it wasn't sarcastic, so Jindo just passed him and began to pick a room.Buck, thigh.As I walked around and looked at the rooms, I realized that all sorts of people were gathered.There are many people who sit in the corner and say prayers, who take out things they don't know and check, and who are already making a gang and talking among themselves.In some ways, it felt more barbaric than the Mamitian lawless zone.'By the way, the pirate Cosmos is not an easy-to-see figure. Why are you pirating in this way like this?'Jean shrugged her shoulders and picked up the room. It's already been around the hall for about ten minutes, but there hasn't been a particularly better or cleaner room. Only one old, dirty room.'There is not enough room for the participants. It's basic to have two or three people in each room. It's so obvious that the intention of purposely preventing them from accepting all of them is so obvious that I'm displeased.'Cosmos' arena is a martial arts competition in which even killing opponents is allowed before the game begins. In fact, it is more like a survival game than a martial arts competition.So they purposely designed the participants to stay together in such a cramped room. In this small, shabby room, we should fight each other whenever we have the chance.Even as long as they registered to participate, withdrawal was impossible under any circumstances. Cosmos's men were all over the entrance, and the other participants weren't good enough to leave the fugitive alone.If anyone tries to run away clumsyly, other participants will make him jerky first before he is caught by his men.It was for this reason that Cosmos said, "Shark rice if you can't get past the night," and that the receptionist would die anyway.It's hard for me to expect Jean to survive in this situation yet. The pirates had judged that Jin was more likely to die even if he was a genius with more than four stars.Because in order to survive in the dark struggle and trickery, dignity and experience are more important than pure force. And in the common sense of pirates, it was never what a boy could have.You don't know much. It's a more dangerous martial arts competition than you think.Jean suddenly recalls what Kashmir said. When I came in person and looked at the reality, I understood what he said at once.'Well, it's pretty fresh.'Jean pulled the bars of the room near the center of the corridor. Stuck, squeak, squeak....at the sound of an unpleasant frictional sound, three of the participants inside glared at Jean at the same time."Can't you see there are three of us here? Go to the other room, kid.""I Won, no matter how low the competition is, do it. You let those little boys join you?""Why are you standing still, hurry up and go."All three men in their mid-twenties to late twenties. Seems to me to speak in a rough way, or to sit in a crooked position, but they were nothing to see.Who said hawks are drugs when dealing with friends like this? I don't know. Was it my old teacher or Mary's sister?'Still, you should give him a chance before you beat him up. Jean, who thought so, made eye contact with three people once."From today on, this room is for myself. I'm gonna count to three from now on. Is it enough time to take a few steps out of this room?I didn't even have the slightest intention of sharing a room with anyone else. It doesn't make sense to have people around who may hit the back of their heads or stab them in the back.Naturally, the odds and ends of the jokbae, doubting their ears, only twinkled their eyes."One, two, three."Puck! Puck! Tudduck!Two blows and one joint. Results are ophthalmic fractures, cheekbones deposition, and shoulder dislocation, respectively. The gangsters could not even respond to the unawares assault.Cheers spread from other rooms nearby as the screaming went on. Soon Jean put her hand on her waist, and three odds and ends rushed out of the room. Not even a word of abuse.I'm done cleaning up the room.But the real beginning is now.There's a lot of people in this room trying to see me alone....you've been sleeping for a while from today.'It was an accurate prediction.Less than 10 minutes later, new challengers began to emerge to take over the room."Hey, let's share a room."He came in with such a curious remark."Huck! Huck!"Those who were beaten a couple of times and ran away were rather cute.I couldn't take a good look at them when they tried to spray poison by pretending to pass through the corridor, or when they ran away after three or four people came to the crossbow fire.So they cut off all their fingers or cut off their wrists and sent them back. I thought it would be a better message for other participants than to kill them.However, this was the most troubling class after Jean received the room.passers-by with a stealthy glance'I'm sure they'll hit me when they get the right chance later. When it is hard for me to stop the nonsense of those who care only about the front as I do now."I'm not afraid of it, but it's true that it's annoying. Because you can't use magic and spirit right now.'No matter what the situation is, it's definitely burdensome to have to solve the problem with a sword only sword. We've always used three forces at the same time.'Or there were colleagues. Not long ago, I had a necklace that would allow me to survive no matter who I met.'I see why my father sent me here. It's important to compete with Dante, but I think it also meant not to be conceited by my swordsmanship.'How long has it been since we were staring into the hallway with our nerves on our heads?A voice from outside came from the receptionist."Now, from now on, there will be a match between Group 1 and Group 2! If you're going to watch, go to the audience. Oh, and you all know that murder is forbidden in the audience, right? Mind your own business, you can do something, so mind your own business."Clack, clump!Almost all the bars in the hallway began to open one by one. They are all trying to take steps to watch the matches in groups 1 and 2.It was the only time for participants to relax, as murder and attack were prohibited in the audience.Also, participants did not attack each other when moving to the audience seats to see if there were implicit rules. So when I was about to blend into the moving procession,'The ones who just looked at me and walked past me. If I were them, I'd stab myself in that procession. Because that's the highest success rate.'No matter how good Jin was, it was too much to pinpoint and avoid the blade that flew out of the crowd.It's just a "silent rule" not to attack each other when moving to the audience.The rules were not directly suggested by the organizers. I've read the rules written on the back of the participation application dozens of times on my way here, but they certainly didn't.Of course, those who attacked Jean in it will be looked down upon by other participants. However, many people welcomed him, saying that he killed the arrogant little boy who took up a single room by himself.There's nothing to lose if you go slow. You'd better go out when the hall is a little quiet.'It was an accurate judgment.A few of the participants who had just passed by after examining the gin moved separately, but it was a group. And they saw Jean as a four-star or so, and now they had plans to remove her.There was no other reason for them to try to remove the gin. Just out of all the game they could afford, Jean seemed the most interesting.In any case, they failed to carry out the plan because of Jean's careful behavior, and the receptionist, who quietly watched the scene, exclaimed low admiration."I thought you were just a kid who lost his cowardice because he trusted his skills, but you're sensible. I see why the captain asked me to stand up against him with some special use.Jean leaving the room without answering back.As the stadium neared, the shouts were gradually becoming clearer. Upon arriving at the audience seats, Jin forgot to speak for a moment due to the size of the audience that was far beyond his expectations."Crazy, so many people are coming to see this?'Except for the participants, the number of ordinary audiences seemed to exceed 1,000.I was worried that there might be someone who knew his face, but I didn't think a giant who could attend the Looncandel single-wood bridge party would come to this place.'Dante Highland, too, must have participated because not many people know his face except for the Imperial nobles yet.'If I had known it was a competition with such a large audience, I would have paid more attention to disguise myself.When he regained his appetite and settled in a suitable place, the voices of the audience who sat in front of him were naturally heard.They seemed to be wealthy people in the Empire of Belado, who watch the competition every year."Did you hear the rumor?"Which one?""There's a story about a backup rider from Looncandel participating in this arena under an alias."
