I Became a Gladiator in the World of Gender Reversal

38 – Breaking the illusion-9

Seeing my serious eyes, Florence was startled and straightened her posture.

It was an act that might have been a loss.

Leaving her unguarded and looking for her chance might be the right choice for her to win.

But Florence did that so she wouldn’t be saddened by the defeat that had taken place. She wouldn’t have been hurt.

I want her to hurt her. After she puts her swords together with all her heart, she wants to look at her face, who can’t admit the reality, saying, ‘I can’t lose.’

I didn’t want to see her face, who was expecting to meet me with a face that said that nothing was wrong with fighting moderately and losing moderately.

“After…”

Hang on, I have some time. I need to end my thoughts now. If her rapier started attacking my body, there wouldn’t be time for clumsy thoughts to intervene.

Objectively, the rapier is not a strong weapon. The same goes for the class called Duelum that she chose.

It is not a fight with other gladiators, but with me armed with armor all over my body. The rapier was not originally designed to crush or tear her armor. It is a weapon that can achieve the highest efficiency against an unarmed enemy.

It was only thanks to her ghostly skills that she was looking for cracks in the armor like a ghost, not the nature of the weapon itself.

The rapier was too short to be classified as a long-range weapon. Florence secured the right to take the first shot with the distance control and overwhelming speed that came from that step, but that was all.

Like a long spear or pitchfork, it was not a weapon that could attack me from a distance at all.

If she attacked me, it meant that her me too could attack her with just one step, two steps at most, in front of her.

“No, it’s scary…”

Besides, the rapier was poorly armed to the point of being a little unreasonable.

In terms of the area of the armor, it was no different from Letiarius, who had a net and a spear. Because it was like nothing at all.

Since it was not a two-handed sword, the impact was not severe, and he was not equipped with any means to defend himself, such as a shield or armor.

The moment I approach once, it is a class that is more vulnerable to my attacks than Agricola. Florence was making up for that weakness with her skills.

I had to admit it. Although not a gladiator, she was an excellent swordsman.

He is a competent swordsman to the extent that it feels unreasonable that he is more interested in men than fighting.

“Haaa!”

However, stopping like this does not mean that the situation will improve.

I rushed at her with her shield in front.

“Kuk!”

My shield easily blocked Florence’s rapier. And, her rapier stabbed my leg again very easily.

It feels like an irrational fight. I can’t stab first, but no matter how much I block it, I can’t get my chance to attack.

The speed of the sword is overwhelming. A single stab is not lethal, and the speed is not unstoppable.

If you can describe it as ‘avoiding’ by slightly twisting your body to let your armor handle the impact, then it’s not impossible to avoid it.

But, it comes infinitely.

I blocked it, I dodged it, but it’s still her who has her right of attack.

The wounds gradually increased in the gap between the armor. I can’t fight like this.

You have to make a decision.

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‘…A big trouble.’

In the changed atmosphere, Florence sharpened her rapier.

Her hand holding her sword began to lose its strength.

The duel was not a fight to kill each other. Very occasionally, women fighting over a man would really risk each other’s lives, but that was an exceptional situation.

Of course, defeat was not that painful for the young girls of noble families.

Even if it’s a rapier used for dueling, getting hit hurts. It was natural to have bruises.

Of course, if you allow a certain amount of damage, you will easily give up. It’s because I didn’t run into a fight, risking my life.

However, this man is different.

“Awesome…”

Florence gritted her teeth in a vulgar voice, feeling that her opponent was formidable.

The rapier is not a very good weapon to block the rapier. In the first place, blocking a weapon with a weapon itself was not very efficient between one-handed weapons.

Hitting first is effective. It’s good to be defensive, but it’s better to preoccupy an accurate position and hit quickly with a stable posture.

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Therefore, after a certain number of attacks passed, the winner was always decided. Win or lose.

“It’s not easy…”

No one fights a duel wearing armor. If the attack continued to this extent, if she managed to land a valid hit, she should have won.

But, he stood in front of her to her.

Blood is oozing from his legs, and he must have bruises all over his body.

“Why, it’s something that doesn’t fall down!”

As if those wounds weren’t enough to bring him to his knees, he stood firm.

Florence’s body loosens up. She wasn’t skilled enough to be pushed anywhere, but her basic stamina wasn’t strong enough to support it.

“How much… Stab…”

At this level, we should win. She must win But as for the man in front of Florence, he didn’t even seem to want to back down, let alone collapse.

It has already exceeded the level she expected. With this kind of effective hit, even a strong mercenary, let alone a lady of society, would have collapsed.

Moreover, the opponent is a man. Even if he collapsed in the first attack, Florence would not have blamed him.

“Haaa!!!”

He ran again. Florence clenched her swaying right hand and brandished her rapier.

‘Do I have to win?’

Until this rush, until the fight lasted long, Florence thought she was free to choose whether she won or lost.

It seemed like it would be okay to watch over her so plainly and then gradually lose, and considering Marie’s case, winning without a hitch didn’t seem too bad.

However, I could tell that she was her now. It wasn’t for her to choose who would win and who would lose.

Grinding your teeth and gripping your sword, desperately aiming for a weak spot and succeeding in dozens or hundreds of hits is a situation where you can barely ‘win’.

It’s blocked. Obviously, Evan is the only one bleeding, but Evan is the only one wearing heavy armor, but Florence’s physical strength is dropping faster than his physical strength.

“Awesome!”

This rush was a little different.

It was Evan who blocked the first attack with his shield, but his legs did not become dull. The forward speed did not decrease.

“Ugh!”

Even if she was her, not all of her attacks could be effective hits.

The attack aimed at the gap in the armor was blocked by his slight twisting of his body. The next attack was also dodged by lowering his stance.

Having used up her chance, she closed her eyes and rolled beside her.

“Ha!”

She was Florence, rolling in the sand, but she had no time to lament that she had looked less like a girl.

He didn’t expect this, so her attack didn’t follow, but he immediately corrected her posture and ran towards her when she fell.

“Hee, hee!”

Struggling to get up, she managed to straighten her stance and stretched out her sword.

Evan was running towards Florence again. She had to somehow stretch her sword forward, giving her slack and space.

But the moment she looked into Evan’s eyes, Florence realized she had made a mistake.

A rapier is a one-handed sword. It is light and even long compared to its weight.

When clashing sword to sword, it is not a weapon that can compete with the opponent’s weapon.

Nevertheless, the reason why his weakness was not attacked was because Florence’s skills were excellent and the speed with which she handled the sword was fast.

The fact that the rapier was extended forward itself. It meant that he was threateningly targeting Evan’s vitals.

It was a daunting situation for Evan to deflect the attack with her armor or desperately use a shield to block it.

Even minimizing damage like that requires movement and nerves. After that, Florence’s next attack would come flying.

However, this attack is different. At least at this moment, Florence’s stab was not aimed at his vitals.

It wasn’t fast, and ignoring it didn’t cause fatal damage.

“Haap!”

Evan, who was running, raised his sword and struck down Florence’s rapier in an oblique line.

“Wow!”

Florence’s tired hands couldn’t hold the sword firmly. Her rapier bounced off with a huge impact.

The power they have is different. Her muscles are different, her physique is different.

The moment she fought with a slight disadvantage, her defeat was no different from a decision.

“Awesome…”

Instinctively, Florence ran towards her fallen sword.

It was something I shouldn’t have done.

“Kyaaah

Evan’s sword pierced her back as she ran towards the rapier.

“It’s over.”

Evan’s foot pressed gently on her back as she fell on the sandy floor.

The long sword touched the back of her neck. Florence was finally able to face the fact that she had lost.

I lost to a man. Florence has been defeated by the man, and is rolling on her ground.

“I lost…Come.”

There was no way out. Florence, with her bewildered face, admitted her defeat.

“Waaa!!!”

The loud shouts of the audience instantly drowned out Florence’s small voice.