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卡西米尔1.5-灰松鼠

Where are we going, Granny?

It's not the right time for you to ask.

Hold tight to your pouch, and stay close to me.

Yes, Granny.

We're almost there.

What's that there?

An arena. Built by bastards from the Grand Knight Territory.

Humph.

Are we going to see a match?

A match? No.

I'm taking you for training.

Do you still remember the things I taught you?

Yes, Granny, I haven't forgotten any!

It's shield up, cannon up, and bombard!

Eyes on the enemy, watch your ammunition, don't let your cannon go!

And, um...

When the cannon fire rings through the air, victory is already within sight!

Very good.

You're a lot more dependable than your father.

At least someone else will remember these before I close my eyes for good.

Please don't be so gloomy, Granny...

Heh. A tree may be a century old, but its roots will all be rotten.

Better to be fertilizer for the new buds than to wither away like this.

*cough* *cough*...

Granny!

It's all right, it was just a little cough. Nothing to worry about.

Your father's generation. Even my few brothers. They've all long forgotten how the Kaliskas came to prosper.

Forestry? That forest was given back to us upon our high deeds, upon our cannon fire!

'When the cannon fire rings through the air, victory is already within sight'... All those bastards, with all their money, can't even remember the saying!

Granny, please don't get angry...

Hmph...

Greynuty, you're a good sprout.

Don't grow twisted.

Yes, Granny, I won't disappoint you!

The Bloodboil Knightclub's—Butcher of the Field—back after nursing those injuries—as ruthless as ever!!

And on—the other—side—

*cough*, *cough* *cough*...

Once the foresting magnate of the south—a name out of the Kaliska Group—

But now an Infected—part of the Pinus Sylvestris Knightclub—

Let's give a big warm welcome to—

Granny?

(Huff... relax. Granny already taught me. I can do this.)

(I'm ready!)

The Ashlock Knight, Greynuty Kaliska!

Man, oh, man, Ashley finally takes the field.

She's never in a hurry. Never gives the audience the time of day, either. Reveling just isn't Greynuty.

That's her selling point. Some people are suckers for that. Look over there.

Greynuty! Greynuty, look at me!!!

Eh... yeah, it works.

There's no faking cheers.

And that posture, the hunker with the cannon, it's got noble written between the lines.

Course I'm still most excited for her to fire off, though.

Well, you're gonna get that. The crowd's gone wild hearing the rumbles.

Just wish there was more to get a kick out of.

What, you want her bashing with the barrel?

Haha. Man, I hope I see it, if it ever happens.

Humongous hatchet meets sturdy shield! Who'll come out on top? We'll just have to wait and see!

Switch your terminals on, make your choice, and give your competitor your support!

And before we forget, the most important part—grab that chance to stuff your wallet full!

Let the match—begiiiiiinnnnnnnn—!

You'd best hope that hunk of plastic holds out.

Oripathic filth.

Baah, that's dull. She's not even saying anything.

This isn't your first time watching Ashley compete. It's called being serious. D'ja know what being serious is?

But this is mad boring... if you don't vent your feelings, how're you gonna keep momentum against your opponent?

Knight competitions aren't yelling contests, jeez. The important thing is to look good standing off.

See, just like that. Brassrust's getting forced back, and everyone's on cloud nine, right?

You don't think this match is too calm, though? Barely any active attacks.

You've gotta pick your opponents. With knights like Brassrust who go all in on offense, you wanna put together a good defense to be optimal.

And Ashley can use her favorite move now.

Block with a shield bash, get a shot in. Tried and tested.

(Ashley doesn't seem that hungry to attack this match. What's on her mind, huh?)

It's a shocker! The Butcher's cleaver has nowhere to go before the Ashlock Knight!

Each time he attacks! Each blast he takes! Ingra gives, but he gets nothing!

The Ashlock Knight's defense is perfect, and she's making every step forward hers, squeezing down the space the Butcher has to move!

Without a doubt, this is a battle of back and forth! We won't know who'll wear the victory laurel until the final moment!

Get your terminals out and lay your bets on your knight of choice!

Or buy a water bottle with your contestant's logo straight away, specially provided by the Major, and let the crowd around you know just who you support!

Order now! We're ready to hook you up, right there in your seats!

That's something they do now?

They do, but, uh...

These prices... why don't I just step out of the arena and come back with ten bottles?

Haha...

You wouldn't order one...

Just one. Just to try, heheh.

Can you do anything besides shrink behind that plastic board, hmm?

Hah. You'll have time to scream once I shatter it, rock-festered mouse.

A petty firm like the Kaliskas would never collect your corpse.

(Pulls trigger)

Whoa, Ashley's pissed now!

Ingra's being too cruel, though. What's he keep yanking her sore spots for?

Kaliska Forestry used to be pretty well-known, but you don't hear much about it in the news lately.

Can't be something to do with Greynuty.

If they had her doing things, they might still be as big as ever.

Doing piss-poor management yourself, taking it out on the others. Not a recipe for company success.

I heard it was at the table she got expelled from the family. Facing her uncles and aunts. Voted out by all.

Unanimous passage...

So her mom and dad...

Yeah, I hear blackmail had them throwing their own daughter out.