Ple-Sen
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Even before all this situation, the djinn and her elaborate schemes, Alaria added another entry to her diary.
"Coliseum
In my recent entry about the amphitheater and the entertainment associated with it, I completely forgot to mention its dark history. Once upon a time, it was called a coliseum and, instead of beauty contests, it was used to host tournaments. It might sound like it was a long time ago, perhaps a century or so, but that's not the case. Beauty contests and bloody tournaments were separated by a mere couple of years, and I personally witnessed how the magnificent structure was repurposed for new needs. I even participated in one of the tournaments, although I didn't make it to the prize-winning spot. And, to be honest, I signed up for a less "prestigious" one, with less strict selection and more lenient rules. It's more pleasant to show off my beautiful face for the amusement of the public than to risk having that face separated from my body. But let's get to the point.
Annual Tournament
That's where I signed up. As I mentioned, I didn't win. To be honest, I don't even remember who took the prize. I must have been too focused on myself, heh-heh. Not only promising warriors could earn money at the tournament, but also spectators – monetary bets were one of the "traditions" of this place. By order of the mayor, it was even allowed to take out loans for this very purpose. I even think I made a little money myself, betting on myself and Halmeldir. When it comes to chopping off heads or guarding levers, he's a reliable guy. But I won't get ahead of myself.
The first duel took place between Mizrabell Hardlife and Emipheria. Despite her last name, life was tough for the latter – her opponent practically disappeared from sight almost immediately. And then she took advantage of Emipheria's confusion and ended the fight with a single accurate blow. And with it, the poor girl's life. At that moment, I even regretted deciding to participate. It was a little strange to see the exact same situation a little later, but during the battle between Scammis and Delanium.
The second duel, between Halmeldir and some Uematsu Keiji, turned out to be just as quick. In the clash of the traditional style of his homeland and the constantly popular and constantly evolving school of fencing here, the foreigner could not offer anything to counter the persistence and ingenuity of the pointy-eared bastard. Then I was glad for his victory. And I was glad later, when our swords clashed for the amusement of the public. It's ironic that the only time we fought was before we were on opposite sides of the barricade. What a twist of fate.
The third duel was more colorful, but again ended in defeat for the warrior from distant lands. Perhaps Hisato Sakurai was a talented swordsman, but even he found it difficult to keep up with Shaka's superhuman reflexes. The snake-man seemed to be fighting not at full strength, playing with his opponent. For a fighter who acted as a replacement for the deceased Bedivere, he performed very well.
Then it was my turn. Should I say that I came out of my first battle unscathed, heh-heh? Actually, it's a little sad to remember past victories, remembering my current state. But I will definitely make up for it. I can curl up and give up at any time.
Next, Rudor, a swordsman in a wide-brimmed hat, and another overseas guest, a pikeman named Heos, clashed. This time, the warriors' forces were roughly equal, but the swordsman turned out to be too fast and agile for his opponent.
And the battle between Selana and Dilonium once again reminded us that only exceptional warriors can compensate for the natural difference in strength with skill. Dilonium was not an exceptional warrior, at least in comparison to his opponent, so the outcome of the battle was predetermined.
I must admit, it was hard not to smile at the eighth battle. Reid took a rapier, circles around the armored Agar, and keeps trying to hit with the thin blade in the gap, only to be swatted away by the huge piece of iron. It was like a fly against an elephant.
I already mentioned that the equipment used in the tournament was their own, and that things like magical armor or the fruits of high technology were not prohibited? Well, even they didn't save Cedric from defeat. They only prolonged his agony before Seong broke his opponent.
This was followed by a quick duel between heavy warriors, Gren Dan and Fidel. The latter turned out to be heavier. Perhaps it was because Gren didn't have the brains or the money to wear a helmet.
The eleventh duel was perhaps one of my favorites. Well, as a spectator. Despite his age, the lack of an eye, and his physical superiority over his opponent, Gilon showed Begonia that experience in many battles is not an empty sound. Despite all her power, the warrior could not break through the absolute defense of the old man. And there was no pomposity on his part – just a simple and modest grandfather who loves his grandchildren. In a way, the situation was similar in the duel between Rudolph and Fiena, but there was no such impressive difference in the apparent strength of the opponents.
In the twelfth duel, Miyuki Yuki took revenge for her compatriots on the innocent Lidon. Not the most interesting duel, unless you like watching a young girl chop up a fifty-year-old man.
Dekrux Semis Deim was one of the favorites of the tournament, so his rapid victory over Rail in the next duel was no surprise to anyone.
In the battle between the discipline of Leptia and the unrestrained rage of Kreg, it turned out that unrestrained rage does not exist, and the knight methodically parried the opponent's attacks until he drove him into a corner. Serves him right. You have to fight like a warrior, not like a savage.
Remembering this duel now, I'm starting to think that the ground under the coliseum is cursed and doesn't like self-proclaimed superhumans. Why? Because even at the tournament, one of them, a guy named Dazai, lost to Jerl. However, at least he showed himself to be a worthy opponent for the pikeman.
That's all for now, until I remember the rest of the tournament details. Maybe I'll describe the second tournament later, which I didn't sign up for myself."
31st entry, if I calculated correctly. And if I calculated correctly, then I'm learning Fury (-2000) and +7 points in endurance (-1470). There should be 30 experience points left, in theory.
"Coliseum
In my recent entry about the amphitheater and the entertainment associated with it, I completely forgot to mention its dark history. Once upon a time, it was called a coliseum and, instead of beauty contests, it was used to host tournaments. It might sound like it was a long time ago, perhaps a century or so, but that's not the case. Beauty contests and bloody tournaments were separated by a mere couple of years, and I personally witnessed how the magnificent structure was repurposed for new needs. I even participated in one of the tournaments, although I didn't make it to the prize-winning spot. And, to be honest, I signed up for a less "prestigious" one, with less strict selection and more lenient rules. It's more pleasant to show off my beautiful face for the amusement of the public than to risk having that face separated from my body. But let's get to the point.
Annual Tournament
That's where I signed up. As I mentioned, I didn't win. To be honest, I don't even remember who took the prize. I must have been too focused on myself, heh-heh. Not only promising warriors could earn money at the tournament, but also spectators – monetary bets were one of the "traditions" of this place. By order of the mayor, it was even allowed to take out loans for this very purpose. I even think I made a little money myself, betting on myself and Halmeldir. When it comes to chopping off heads or guarding levers, he's a reliable guy. But I won't get ahead of myself.
The first duel took place between Mizrabell Hardlife and Emipheria. Despite her last name, life was tough for the latter – her opponent practically disappeared from sight almost immediately. And then she took advantage of Emipheria's confusion and ended the fight with a single accurate blow. And with it, the poor girl's life. At that moment, I even regretted deciding to participate. It was a little strange to see the exact same situation a little later, but during the battle between Scammis and Delanium.
The second duel, between Halmeldir and some Uematsu Keiji, turned out to be just as quick. In the clash of the traditional style of his homeland and the constantly popular and constantly evolving school of fencing here, the foreigner could not offer anything to counter the persistence and ingenuity of the pointy-eared bastard. Then I was glad for his victory. And I was glad later, when our swords clashed for the amusement of the public. It's ironic that the only time we fought was before we were on opposite sides of the barricade. What a twist of fate.
The third duel was more colorful, but again ended in defeat for the warrior from distant lands. Perhaps Hisato Sakurai was a talented swordsman, but even he found it difficult to keep up with Shaka's superhuman reflexes. The snake-man seemed to be fighting not at full strength, playing with his opponent. For a fighter who acted as a replacement for the deceased Bedivere, he performed very well.
Then it was my turn. Should I say that I came out of my first battle unscathed, heh-heh? Actually, it's a little sad to remember past victories, remembering my current state. But I will definitely make up for it. I can curl up and give up at any time.
Next, Rudor, a swordsman in a wide-brimmed hat, and another overseas guest, a pikeman named Heos, clashed. This time, the warriors' forces were roughly equal, but the swordsman turned out to be too fast and agile for his opponent.
And the battle between Selana and Dilonium once again reminded us that only exceptional warriors can compensate for the natural difference in strength with skill. Dilonium was not an exceptional warrior, at least in comparison to his opponent, so the outcome of the battle was predetermined.
I must admit, it was hard not to smile at the eighth battle. Reid took a rapier, circles around the armored Agar, and keeps trying to hit with the thin blade in the gap, only to be swatted away by the huge piece of iron. It was like a fly against an elephant.
I already mentioned that the equipment used in the tournament was their own, and that things like magical armor or the fruits of high technology were not prohibited? Well, even they didn't save Cedric from defeat. They only prolonged his agony before Seong broke his opponent.
This was followed by a quick duel between heavy warriors, Gren Dan and Fidel. The latter turned out to be heavier. Perhaps it was because Gren didn't have the brains or the money to wear a helmet.
The eleventh duel was perhaps one of my favorites. Well, as a spectator. Despite his age, the lack of an eye, and his physical superiority over his opponent, Gilon showed Begonia that experience in many battles is not an empty sound. Despite all her power, the warrior could not break through the absolute defense of the old man. And there was no pomposity on his part – just a simple and modest grandfather who loves his grandchildren. In a way, the situation was similar in the duel between Rudolph and Fiena, but there was no such impressive difference in the apparent strength of the opponents.
In the twelfth duel, Miyuki Yuki took revenge for her compatriots on the innocent Lidon. Not the most interesting duel, unless you like watching a young girl chop up a fifty-year-old man.
Dekrux Semis Deim was one of the favorites of the tournament, so his rapid victory over Rail in the next duel was no surprise to anyone.
In the battle between the discipline of Leptia and the unrestrained rage of Kreg, it turned out that unrestrained rage does not exist, and the knight methodically parried the opponent's attacks until he drove him into a corner. Serves him right. You have to fight like a warrior, not like a savage.
Remembering this duel now, I'm starting to think that the ground under the coliseum is cursed and doesn't like self-proclaimed superhumans. Why? Because even at the tournament, one of them, a guy named Dazai, lost to Jerl. However, at least he showed himself to be a worthy opponent for the pikeman.
That's all for now, until I remember the rest of the tournament details. Maybe I'll describe the second tournament later, which I didn't sign up for myself."
31st entry, if I calculated correctly. And if I calculated correctly, then I'm learning Fury (-2000) and +7 points in endurance (-1470). There should be 30 experience points left, in theory.