91 Episode 32. COSMOSE'S CORSE (2)

"It's more dangerous than I thought?”

Kashmir nodded when Jean asked with a bayonet.

"Yes, it's a dangerous competition because there are no minimum rules like a normal martial arts competition, such as a no-kill rule. It's true that the overall level of participants is low, but there are quite a few talented people who come to enjoy one-sided slaughter."

Cosmos's arena had no rules as it was a pirate's competition.

There are no sanctions against the killing of the opponent, as well as allowing special goods. It was Cosmos' arena where even assassinating and poisoning opponents were allowed 'before the game began'.

"All you have to do is beat your opponent in one way or another way. I've heard of a madman who won by taking his family hostage and threatening them before the game started."

Therefore, even though the opponents were two or three, they always had to fight in recognition of "dirty tricks."

"Four or five-star rookies who participated without knowing anything are the main prey of the participants. You walk only to the extent that you don't know the dark side of the world, and then you get frustrated in a competition full of tricks and tricks. Oh, I'm not saying Confucius is. Confucius said, well... It's a long way from that."

Except for her hard training every day, Jean was a very distant human being.

"And whether the opponent uses tricks or not, more than six-star players who press with overwhelming force are predators of the competition. Most of them are perverts who just want to feel motivated."

"Straggering?

"Yes, you know those guys. The kind who gets the pleasure of trampling on their opponents who desperately fight back...... the most dangerous of them.”

"Huh, what kind of martial arts competition is that?"

According to Kashmir's explanation, it was a competition that was both low-key and terrible. All he has to do is induce gambling and play with a stimulating game.

"Well, the official name is not the Mutu competition, but the arena. Frankly, if it wasn't for Dante, I wouldn't have encouraged Confucius to participate."

"You certainly don't go well with the competition. Is there a huge treasure on the line for the prize?”

"The winner can choose between some products and 1,000 gold coins. It's pretty big by common standards, but not a penny for the next Highlander.”

"Then is there an old enemy there?”

"At the moment, we don't know why Dante participated in the contest. But I think."

Kashmir for a short pause

"Maybe he just wants to test his own sword. I'm sure you're wondering if your sword will shine in the face of evil and trickery. Otherwise, you're in a shit box without knowing what the world is going on."

It was an incomprehensible story.

If it is true that Dante participated in the unpleasant contest with a desire to test his sword.

'It's true that I'm attracted to it anyway. Dante Highran....he was a partner he couldn't dare dream of in his previous life.’

Before the return, when Jean had just been deported from Looncandel.

The public would often discuss who was the better of the swordsmanship dante or the magic veradine.

It was because the two had a lot in common.

The next householders of the giant family, who have passed seven at the age of the terms and conditions, and have turned nine at the age of thirty. It is natural that newsletters are plastered whenever they face each other in public. They are even the same age.

'They had more attention than the children of Looncandel then. Luna's sister didn't show up in the world, and her first brother, who was the next housekeeper, was a little behind them.’

At that time, Luna was the only second generation in Looncandel who was considered superior to Dante. Of course Dante was obviously stronger than the rest of his brothers, but so was the public opinion.

'He was curious. There's no harm in meeting him once. You don't think he's a Veradin guy, do you?’

but

Kashmir's exaggerated attitude has bothered me a little. You just have to ask him to go out naturally, and he's saying it like a merchant is selling drugs.

Plus, these days, the Seven-Color Tides can't afford to go on a background check on Dante Hairan. The best people are all attached to Jipple, Allu, and Kinselo. There's nothing suspicious about the information I got accidentally...….’

Jin, who thought so far, smiled as if something had come to mind.

'My father made me do it. It's highly likely that the information about Dante came from Looncandel. When I found the study together, my father sent me out first, saying that he had something to say to Sir Kashmir."

Since then, isn't Kashmir reporting to Ciron about himself?

There was such a question, but it was not an important matter. It's not a bad thing for Jean.

Instead, it was a little playful.

"Um...... Sir Kashmir, do you have to go out?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"I don't really want to go to such an ugly competition. Dante Highland, he's got a lot of things to run into."

"Hmm, hmm! Prince Jean, think carefully. Confucius is Looncandel, so of course there are many things to encounter with Dantan! But are there many days to play? Maybe it's an opportunity that won't come back...….”

"Haha, I'm not some kind of fight freak. I've been working with Alisa for three months, and I'm tired."

"Go, Confucius, come on......just trust me and go out. Da, isn't it a big chance to check Dante Hailan's military prowess? Hahaha, my tongue is twisted all of a sudden. Have you had the heat?….”

Jean smiled, pointing to the window. Snow was pouring out of the window. The cold spell in early January is in full swing.

"Is it hot?"

"Oh, my God, another slip of the tongue. Anyway, Confucius! I've filled out the entry form. You're just going to trust me and go out? I had a hunch that Confucius would certainly be a great experience!"

"Well... ...if Lord Kashmir says that much, I can't help it. I'm going out."

"Thank you, Confucius Jean! Oh, for your information, we have to leave right away tomorrow. It's a tight deadline, so bye!"

"Tomorrow? Wait, Lord Kashmir!"

Khashmir, who leaves the training camp with a face that has been hidden for ten years without looking back.

And Jean's doubts were assured.

'You're reporting me to your father. And this is probably the first direct order. Try it with Dante Highan.'

I laughed unconsciously. He already knew that his father cared about him, but he didn't think of such an explicit interest.

Perhaps the other brothers will go crazy if they find out about it.

"By the way, Lord Kashmir has no talent for acting... Is it just me? I heard that he was very good at politics when he became king of Tikan, a free country.’

Jean gave a giggle.

* * *

The venue for the event was an island south of the Empire of Belado. Strangely out of Belado's territorial waters, an abandoned island that is almost a playground for pirates operating in nearby waters.

To the island, Qin came alone without a single companion.

"It's like my father's own duty, and I can't rely on other people's help.’

If he had brought someone in, it would have been a minus.

In Chin's view, the father's message was clear. To re-defeat this trashy contest with only one sword.

It was crazy to use magic and spirit in such a place with so many eyes.

'It's my first time doing something alone since Mamit. And then and now, a den of lawless men is on the stage.'

The first impression of the island, which arrived after passing through the Empire of Belado through the mobile gateway, was that it paid a hefty bounty to a fishing boat.

It wasn't very good.

It feels like the bottoms, where there is no place to go down, are gathering together. Dry blood stains were evident throughout the stinking streets.

It's a neighborhood that often hits people. It was natural that most of the visitors were pirates and fighters in the lower reaches of the island who had seen all the bitterness and sweetness of life, but there was no way to maintain security.

"Kekekekeke."

Even a madman, who was drugged and laughed like this and wandered around the streets without work, could face each other once every five steps.

Of course not everyone is that shape.

Sometimes I could see the children of the house accompanied by escort, and some knights dressed in armor quite plausible. It was a case of participating in the arena or visiting to enjoy the sights.

Jean followed one of them and began to move. If I followed them, I thought I could get to the reception desk without difficulty.

It took about 30 minutes to walk, and as expected, the place where the camp reached was the reception hall. All I had to do was put a table in front of an old, dirty stadium reminiscent of a pigsty.

"I'm here to apply for participation in the arena."

When Kashmir presented his pre-written application, the man sitting in the reception room raised his eyes. It was a typical pirate, full of fur and childish tattoos all over his forearm.

"What, it's past the application period. Get lost. Better if you go back and die."

"You're past? I'm sure I heard you're getting it by sunset today.”

"Oh, I'm just not in the mood for a reception right now. You don't understand."

A man who draws a circle with his index finger and thumb. It clearly meant asking for money.

Jin's theory was that the problem that money could solve was just to pay for it.

Of course, including a pinch.

Argh!

Jean kicked the old table and put her fist down on the man's head trying to get up. There was a crumpled application form in the fist.

"Oh! Oh, my God, you bastard."

"Receive me, I'll give you the money.

Then he threw some gold coins on the table, and the man nodded, with a full-face and a bright color.

Jean had to be taken aback for a moment at the point, which was quite a blow. The power of four stars who have been trained is bound to be dizzy even if they are a warrior.

But the man was standing up and laughing as soon as he saw the money even though he got it right.

"Reception complete! Haha, hot little boy. I like it. You're going to fight in Group 13. Take this, go in, and the guys inside will guide you."

And a man who writes something down on a small piece of paper and gives it to Jean.

Group 13, Jean Grey.

He beat me up in a hurry, so I'll give him a name for good guys. Oh, if this kid doesn't last the night, he'll grill it well and give it to the sharks.

Pirate King Cosmos

"Hahaha, welcome to Cosmos' arena full of romance and love. Give it a try."

The man laughed, showing his teeth covered with gold. He was the host of the competition, Pirate Cosmos.