The new slave Female Hero, with her mask removed, returned to her seat with Nastasia, both of whom had finished their battles. The Female Hero was dismissed for the time being and would be called to Nina Castle after packing her belongings.
(The young masters will return to the dungeon too, but they will be allowed to watch tomorrow’s Illusionist department!)
When we returned, Helen quickly moved aside, allowing me and Nina to sit next to each other. Nastasia sat beside Shiranui, who was next to Helen after she moved.
“Um, how far have they gotten?”
“It’s still the Pugilist department.”
Immediately after Clarice’s explanation, the MC Cheer’s voice echoed.
“Now, for the final match of the Pugilist department’s Top 16! First up is the slave pugilist owned by Nina Starlights, ah, it’s Muyu-sama!”
What was that “ah” just now?
“Hmm, she seems nervous.”
“Yes, I hope she can win at least one match.”
“It seems like they’re being considerate to some extent.”
The next opponent entered from the opposite side. She was also a woman, but her body was about a size larger.
“Her opponent is the slave pugilist Sunono-sama, owned by Mokele Mbembe. Additionally, this match is a slave-snatching match where the winner obtains the opponent’s slave. This was proposed by the Mokele Mbembe side, but Nina Starlights apparently refused!”
Information I didn’t know was casually dropped, and I looked at Nina, who nodded.
“There’s no need to excessively please the management. Deru Deru Ecstasy is also coming together as a party.”
Why was Cheer saying such things?
“Therefore, Muyu-sama is not a slave for sale. Ah, please take note of that!”
So that’s what it is, to emphasize that she’s not for sale.
“Now, let the match, ah, commmmence!”
(Perhaps to help her concentrate on the match, she’s not saying anything strange compared to the Auction.)
Putting aside that assessment of Cheer, the match ended with Sunono winning due to the physical difference. Yes, it was the right decision not to bet on it; Muyu fought well too.
“The winner, Sunono-sama, advances to the Top 8 in the afternoon! The defeated Muyu-sama seems frustrated, as winning would have meant slave liberation.”
Ah, the Deru Deru Ecstasy group, was that indeed the promise?
“Next, we have the Warrior department’s Top 16. First up is another fighter under Nina Starlights, the female slave warrior Baraka-sama!”
Oh, Mother has arrived! She lumbered in with an imposing presence in the Colosseum. Today, she’s fighting with just a large axe.
“Next is Summerha-sama, also a female warrior belonging to Epicenter!”
Wow, this one is tall and generally rough-looking. It’s like Nina, but more warrior-like… She entered juggling two handaxes.
(She’s eight years younger than Mother, I think.)
“Furthermore, Baraka-sama is also not for sale. However, those who like mature women are welcome to get her autograph later!”
Huh? Such a sales pitch?
“Nina!”
“I don’t know, it’s probably an ad-lib from Ms. Cheer.”
More unnecessary remarks.
“Now, let the match begiiiiin!”
All right, let’s cheer her on here!
“Go, Mother—!”
For some reason, laughter erupted.
“Go, your husband and child are watching!”
Following my voice, an unknown old man’s voice joined in. Yes, he’s probably watching from heaven.
(Ah, she’s gotten into it and started swinging her axe!)
Now, let’s see Mother’s current strength. The referee intervened, and after a moment of silence…
“Begin!”
And the result was…!!
“Winner, Baraka!!”
(She won!!!!)
It was a very close match, but it ended with her showing her defiance at the very last moment.
“Nina!”
“Indeed, she deserves praise.”
Mother raised her axe to the sky. I felt a bit moved, but this is still a Top 16 match.
“Now, Baraka-sama, will she continue to win and become the champion, achieving slave liberation?! As for the defeated Sunono-sama, perhaps her injury from last week’s preliminary final match affected her!”
Ah, that’s why. I feel like I did something bad.
“Um, isn’t the Top 8 in the afternoon?”
“That’s right. Shall we say a word to her?”
“No, not really…”
She’s the type who wants to concentrate on her next match, so I’ll just leave it at that.
“Now, for the next match!”
And so, the Warrior department progressed. While cheering on acquaintances I vaguely recognized, the Warrior department concluded. The next should be the Swordsman department, but…
“Now, for the first time since the 1496th tournament, we will have the Dancer department!”
Nataira and Lyra appeared! Cheer gave explanations for both of them, including the fact that they were slaves. She carefully explained that they had been put up for auction a month ago… and that they were not for sale.
“So, the Princess Sisters are also fighting.”
“However, they are sisters, so it will be recorded, but it’s treated almost like an exhibition.”
“Then that’s reassuring.”
What kind of weapons do they have? They are both holding very curved swords.
“This match is the finals right from the start, so neither one will be freed from slavery, regardless of who wins. Let the match begin!”
With a match between two female dancers, and sisters at that, the audience was paying close attention. Now, what kind of battle will it be?
“…Begin!!”
With Mother watching from beyond the entrance gate, the fight between the two was, well, how should I put it, sexy.
(No, it’s their movements!!)
Okay, let’s accept that this is a kind of spectacle. It can be considered a performance themed around battle, but they are making it look like they are genuinely trying to win against each other, quite the actors.
(When she leaned back, her chest was emphasized, no no no.)
After captivating the audience for a while…
“Winner, Lyra!!”
The older sister won, and the venue naturally erupted. Yes, it’s good that the management seems pleased, despite everything. Will the MC Cheer also praise them?
“Applause for both contestants! It is believed that both of them are involved with Mr. Deles of Nina Starlights, so please be cautious.”
(Stop spreading rumors!!)
Now, what department is next?
“Next up is the Magician department.”
(Here comes the flashy one!!!)
It’s fun, after all. This battle tournament is fun.
