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You here for the Buxin Festival, too? Damn right I am. Every fighter in the

world who thinks their skills are worth anything comes to the Buxin Festival.

As a gladiator myself, there's no way I would miss this opportunity.

Oh, no, no. That guy's dead for sure.

Dude, awesome!

They're warming up before the official tournament!

Yeah! Get him! Knock his head off!

Oh, wait. This one here looks pretty strong.

Dark Knights!

A whole bunch of them! Whoa!

Velgalta? Orianna?

Whoa, even fighters from the east!

I wonder if there are any hot guys!

Whoa, he's huge!

I just felt a chill down my spine. Over there, at the edge of the road.

Who the heck is that guy?

Thank you, background extras.

You have helped me remember what it is that I must do.

This transcends the lines of race and nationality. The sponsors, the fighters,

the spectators.

They all want one thing and one thing only.

Absolute strength!

Here at this festival, where all are unified in the quest to find the

strongest among us, I know what I must do.

And that is...

To conceal my imminent powers, enter the tournament, make all the spectators

first think, oh no, that guy's dead for sure. Then make them gradually realize,

wait, this one's pretty strong.

And so finally, who the heck is that guy? He's amazing!

They will scream, it is one of the top items on my imminence and shadow bucket

list. And it is time!

The big wave has come to town, and I'm gonna ride it!

I love you

so so so

Oh

Thank you for gracing our establishment, my lord.

What brings you here?

Today... Your nose is bleeding.

I have a favor to ask of you.

I am honored to serve you.

Whatever you wish will be granted, my lord.

I want to disguise myself and enter the Bushin Festival.

Disguise yourself?

But why would you do such a thing?

I'm sorry, but...

Would you please not ask me that?

Forgive me, but I can speak of it to no one.

I see, my lord.

Then I will ask no questions.

Bring in the items.

Now if you will pardon me, my lord, please use this.

What is that?

Slime that we have enhanced using the godlike wisdom of the shadows that you

so kindly bestowed upon us. When charged with magical energy, it changes to a

texture as real as that of human skin.

Rub, rub, rub?

So anyone can use it? That's cool.

I've placed Eda in charge of mass-producing it. Right now, it just

feels like I've slathered clay all over my face.

Next, we carve the slime, put a finish on it, and voila, a different person.

I understand.

What sort of face would you like to have? One that looks kinda weak.

You want to look weak, my lord?

Then how would you like to be this individual?

His name is Mundane Man.

He's lazy and is a dark knight with no skill to speak of. He was disowned by

his noble family five years ago and died an unremarkable and undiscovered death.

His bone structure is similar to yours, so I recommend him.

I like it. Not just his face, but his whole profile is perfect.

Let's do it. I'll be mundane.

As you wish, my lord.

Very well, here it goes.

Well, what do you think?

Yeah, yeah.

I totally see it. He looks really weak, doesn't he?

If we're doing this, I guess it would be more appropriate to use bad posture.

With hunched shoulders and my voice and face.

Should also be lifeless. Oh, impressive as always.

You're so good at this. Looking at someone's gait and posture will tell you

exactly how much they understand about how to utilize their bodies.

I remember when you taught me that, my lord. And now you are embodying the

concept brilliantly.

Gamma remembers all the knowledge I've given her, and she understands it.

This entertaining form of disguise is probably one of the fruits of that

knowledge.

It's her brains.

It has to be her brains.

You will need clothing and a sword. We have gathered an assortment of cheap

second-hand items.

But... She still has absolutely no athletic ability.

Your nose is bleeding.

No doubt about it. Hey, over there.

Isn't that Anne Rose from Belgalta Seven Blades?

Oh, you mean the one who supposedly summoned an ancient warrior at the last

goddess's trial? She's got a real presence about her, huh?

Hey you, excuse me.

Huh? Are you planning on competing in the Bushin Festival?

A cheap sword, a sickly body, anyone can see that you're an amateur.

So I suggest that you take my advice.

Forget about entering the Bushin Festival.

If you underestimate this event, you may never recover.

You know, you really shouldn't judge a book by its cover, missy. Hey, excuse

me, but I'm just trying to help you here.

I don't need your help.

Wait, I'm not done talking to you. I knew this was the right disguise.

I can't believe I'm already in the perfect position to pull off my, he

looks weak, but he's actually the eminence in shadow moves. Hey, stop

right there, kid. Huh?

When a kind soul gives you advice, you really ought to listen to it. Look who

we have here!

The guy who's obviously doomed to lose!

Hate to say it, but I told you so.

Folks here call me Quentin.

I've fought in the Bousheen Festival a few times and every time there's some

weak-ass killjoys like you ruining all the fun. Do us all a favor and go home

and suck on your mommy's tit or something.

That's classic.

Well, one thing's for sure.

Gotta ride it. I'm at least stronger than you are.

Ride the big wave!

Hey, Quentin, he thinks you're a weakling.

You're gonna let him talk to you like that?

We'll see who's stronger than me. Come here!

You better watch your filthy mouth, you stupid little shit!

I'm giving you one last chance to apologize.

Man, you really are Third Wraith.

I'll murder you!

Truly an amateur.

If I'm honest, the unarmed combat in this world is entirely unsophisticated.

There are several options I could choose from in this situation.

If there was a tournament for unarmed gorillas, I mean humans, I would

definitely win. If this was a battle against a powerful opponent that I was

actually trying to win, first, I would go for the eye.

But I have no intention of fighting just yet.

There's a lot more where that came from.

He can at least try to fight back a little.

Jeez, he's just as pathetic as he looks.

What? Too scared to even fight back?

My fists are too good to be wasted on a low-level street fight.

Sounds to me like you haven't had enough.

I think it's time you stop this.

Or I'll be forced to step in.

Where are you going, Quentin? To take a leak? What? Over already?

That's no fun.

Are you alright?

I'm really sorry.

I had no idea this would get so out of hand.

If you really wanted to stop him, you could have done it sooner, couldn't you?

I just thought it would be better for you to get hurt now, rather than suffer

permanent damage from something that might happen in the tournament.

Anyway, let me patch you up.

There's no need.

It's been a long time since I've tasted blood.

He used you like a punching bag.

Aren't you hurt at all?

It's been a long time since I've tasted blood.

Please wait!

I go by the name of Anne Rose Nicheson.

What do they call you?

I'm Man.

Mundane Man.

Your name is Mundane?

Apply here to enter the fighting contest!

Make sure to keep the road clear.

Hey, draw that sword and I'm calling the knights.

I've done it.

He's a low-level grunt that everyone thinks is worthless, except a few who

may have noticed there's something unusual about him. I am loving the

reaction from that girl back there.

But don't get ahead of yourself.

The best is yet to come. After the tournament starts, that's when people

will think, wait, he might be pretty good. Then when things really ramp up,

they'll go, he's the toughest guy I've ever seen.

And that would be when I... Next! Mr. Mundane Man?

Uh, yes, right here.

Huh?

Tomorrow is the day. The Buxin Festival is finally starting.

They'll start with the preliminaries, and only the toughest fighters who get

through those will go on to the main tournament.

I want to show my true eminent power when the tournament is reaching its

climax. So I just have to fight like I always do. I doubt it'll be a problem,

but... Gotta be really careful about how to approach those prelims. Exactly!

The betting won't get good until the main tournament, but if we want to rake

in the winnings, we'll need to collect data on the earlier fights.

Definitely don't want to go all out, but it's not a good idea to hold back too

much either.

Precisely. For the moment, I've got my eye on the repeat competitor, Quinton.

What do you think?

Ideally, I'll get the crowd to think, that guy's a total pushover, but I can't

stop watching him. But it won't be easy to hit that sweet spot.

This calls for some careful observation.

Yep, we gotta watch very closely and guess right the first time, so if you

would kindly provide funds... Who's the most likely to win?

Ah, well, the favorite would be Princess Iris.

If she wins this year, she'll be the first repeat champion in ages, so the

crowds are pretty stoked.

Then there's Student Council President Rose, who got seeded in by winning the

school tournament.

There's a fair amount of buzz about her potential to be the first Bushin

champion from the Oriana Kingdom.

Ah, that's cool.

And so, Sid, if we're gonna make the most of this festival, we'll need some

funds to- There's not anyone else?

Oh! Well, there's also talk about an ultra-super-strong gladiatrix from the

Velgalta Empire.

And then there's a totally awesome and battle-hardened Dark Knight that I'm a

huge fan of. So, Sid, some funds would be nice. Oh, here.

I got your souvenir, Lindworm.

What is this?

It's really cool!

When the heck did you go to Lindworm? You never told me about that!

You should have taken me with you!

Hey, where are you going?

What about the money?

If you're so sure you'll win, you don't need it, right?

I would like three sandwiches to go, please.

Very good. Three sandwiches to go!

Any fight with one of the favorites is going to attract a lot of attention.

I really have to think about how to win those.

Carelessness is the greatest enemy.

Strange seeing you in a place like this, at a time like this, in clothes like

that.

Well, it's because I'm meeting someone later, that's all. I'm guessing you were

just at Tuna King, huh?

Yeah.

The three of us went there just the other day.

The food was delicious.

Three of you?

Yes, me, Princess Alexia, and believe it or not, Natsume Kafka.

That sounds like the most painful grouping ever. And I guess your friends?

Yes, Natsume Kafka and I have gotten really close, actually. And Alexia is a

really nice girl, so I'm sure we'll be the best of friends in no time.

As long as you think Alexia's a nice girl, nothing you do will make her your

friend.

Unfortunately, Alexia and Natsume are still somewhat awkward around each

other, but it's okay.

Yeah, it's like hating your own reflection.

I'm sure they'll work it out before too long.

I hope you're right.

I want the three of us to all work together to make the world a better

place in any small way we can.

World peace is really important after all. Right.

Anyway, shouldn't you get going?

Actually, I'm supposed to meet with my father.

He's going to introduce me to my fiancé.

His name is Perv Asshat.

Perv Asshat?

Yes.

I'll spare you congratulations.

I'm the princess of the land of art and culture. People have had great

expectations for me my entire life.

But I defied all of them and chose the path of the sword.

That is unusual.

I've heard the Dark Knights don't rank very high in the Orianna hierarchy.

My father and everyone in the kingdom were against it.

Couldn't see the point in swinging a sword and getting covered in dirt. But

for me, I have never been able to forget the beautiful sight I witnessed on that

day.

Who are you?

Me?

I'm... Even if no one would accept them, I could never ever turn my back on my

ideals. And I still refuse to do it.

It's possible that my stubbornness will cause me to betray countless people

again. But this time, it's not the selfish demand of a child.

Hey, Cid?

Would you keep believing in me, no matter what happens?

Sure I will I'm glad I got to

talk to you. This was nice Hey,

you can have this oh You should try to relax a little

on us yes where's poe by the way probably plowing potato fields back home

darn it this match is a bust what is it that you're doing anyway i'm collecting

data on all of the battles amateurs place their bets based on gut instinct

but not me i calculate my own statistics and then i make smart bets based on

probability that's their one based on totals

Instead of gambling on winning or losing a single match, I converge the odds by

betting on ten matches at once.

Cool. You see, I am a man who uses the odds to his advantage.

Cool. Come on, Sid.

To raise the odds to 100%, I'm gonna need some fun to start.

I find all of that fascinating.

Huh?

You're... You know him?

He's Goldie Gilded, the unbeaten legend!

Ha! Please, that nickname embarrasses me.

Call me Goldy Gilded, the ever-victorious golden dragon. Yes,

Goldy the effervescent garden kraken. Victorious golden dragon. Yes, Baldi the

ten-wheeled wagon.

The winner is on a try, not a lose.

I understand you're tabulating battle data.

Yes, sir.

You have promise. I know because I, the ever-victorious, never fail to tabulate

data. Really, sir?

Oh, yes. It always helps me win.

That's so... Awesome! Tell me what you know, Mr. Queen Victorious Gladden!

Fine, but again, it's Ever Victorious Golden Dragon.

I'm gonna take a dump. Yeah, have fun! Just for an example, let's analyze the

next match together.

Yes, sir!

Round 3, Match 12, Gonzalez Macombre vs.

Mundane Man!

I have a theory that one can get a general idea of a fighter's strength

before the battle begins.

I'll start with Gonzalez.

The glint in his eyes and his arrogant smile tell me he's experienced and

tough. As for physical strength, one look at his muscles will tell you he's

got it.

His power level is... 1,364.

Power level?

What's a power level? They're fighting prowess in numerical form.

1,364 is not a bad figure at all.

Mundane Man, on the other hand, is a... Oh.

What is it? Oh my.

It's just too...

But this is... Don't tell me. He looks weak and pathetic, but he could be a

dark horse?

No way. He is astoundingly inept.

Huh? No idea how someone like that could have made it all the way to round three.

He has a weak face, a weak build, a weak aura. He's dreadful. I would say his

power level is... 33.

So you're saying Gonzales is gonna win? In less than a second.

Watching this match would be a total waste of my time. Wow, what a level

-headed and accurate analysis that was!

Never-ending drink-filled flagon!

Golden Dragon. Let the fight begin!

Huh?

Mr. Gonzales?

Stand up, please!

Mr. Gonzales?

Hey, what in blue blazes just happened? Gonzales tripped and fell.

Is this for real?

The the winner is mr.

Mundane man

With

a

punch to the chin

Two punches.

Well, I hope you've learned a lesson here. With data, it's possible to

predict an outcome, but there are no absolutes. You don't mean... You knew

this was gonna happen, Professor Goldie?

Allow me to give you a piece of advice.

There are two ways to win when betting.

One is to bet on strong competitors with high power levels.

The other is to seek out weak competitors and bet on their opponents.

In his fourth match tomorrow...

Mundane man power level 28 will be pitted against Me Goldie gilded ever

victorious golden dragon. Yeah, you mean to say Will you be able to solve the

formula for victory I wonder adieu

I'm back from my dump. Hey, Sid!

There's a match tomorrow that I know I can win on, so give me all your life

savings! No.

Just take my word for it!

No. You'll regret it and it won't be my fault! Just give me some money!

I like that reaction.

The look on her face as she thinks it might not have been a fluke. Really

gonna have to make sure not to disappoint tomorrow.

Right! No disappointment!

And for that, I need money!

That's not gonna happen.

Open the door, Sid!

Get out of bed!

Get out of bed, Sid!

Come on!

There's been an incident!

President Rose stabbed her fiancé, perv asshat, and then she ran off!

No one knows where she is!

Let's go to the end of the road