Norug sat on a chair in the public dining room, drinking from the umpteenth bottle of wine. His face was so red, and he hiccupped many times.
There was no one there but him."Don't bother the janitor tomorrow with your bottles and vomit." Shori walked past the Dwarf toward a shelf displaying some snacks.Norug chuckled. "I've proposed that we open a bar here, but the president hasn't agreed yet… Getting late-night snacks, my love?""Don't call me 'love,' Dwarf." Shori snorted and took a pack of jerky and a bottle of water. Then, she chose to sit some distance away from that man. "I'm nothing to you.""But I'm happy." The Dwarf laughed. "You finally want to talk to me after ignoring me for a long time."Shori bit her jerky and didn't respond, making the atmosphere quiet again."Hey, I heard what really happened…. You don't actually…." Norug cleared his throat. "I won't discuss that in detail. But what is clear is that youA few minutes before MFC 8, Matt sat in a waiting room with Lognar. The dwarf commentator uses glasses to read some information that he will use when carrying out his duties. That night was the debut of Daigo Tokuma, a new fighter, after all.Meanwhile, Matt prefers to read news about multiverse fighting organizations.The hype regarding the 32-knights tournament in CoB was strong, and as expected, the remaining pillars advanced to the next round.On the other hand, All-Savages will hold a Bridge of Hell Gauntlet match to crown their champion. But no one knows what kind of match it will be.Yes, these two want to fight back against MFC, a relatively young organization.But all this news didn't bother Matt. Instead, he focused on some articles on his cell phone.'Despite MFC 7 presenting some lackluster matches, their viewers increased quite a bit. They managed to rake in 24% of the audience, while CoB is down slightly with 59%. A
{Weeks ago, after Gilbert arrived at MFC}"What an interesting meeting place." Yvonne looked around at the trees around her.Matt put the lantern he was carrying on the ground. The light from that thing was actually not enough to illuminate the dark forest that night. "Well, because this is a secret meeting.""We are happy you want to meet us in these circumstances." Megumi, standing next to the president, added."Because I'm curious." The golden knight folded her arms across her chest. "Why does our rival want to meet me?"Matt widened his smile. "I've investigated you a bit, Miss Yvonne. I know that you fought as a punishment. I've also read your leaked contract. Well, sorry in advance, I guess."Yvonne narrowed her eyes. "What else do you know?""That in your previous life, you were the son of a tyrant. Your father instilled in you that cruel acts were fun." The president looked into the woman's eyes. "And when you we
"I think that fight showed who Yvonne really is, Lognar," Matt commented as the arena was cleared."Yeah, what she showed in the Circle of the Abyss match was also amazing." The dwarf commentator agreed. "I'm waiting to see what she will bring to this organization as a new member.""Speaking of a new member, we will see an interesting matchup." Matt's words coincided with a photo of Lexi and Testra on the big screen. They were also accompanied by gasps from the audience. "Testra is known as a minotaur who brutally beats his opponents. Can the gentleness of Lexi's movements defeat that monster?""We can only wait for the fight to know the answer."When the soft piano and violin notes filled the stadium, the audience hummed as the blonde-haired woman danced towards the arena."Ooh, tonight, she looks a little different, Matt." Lognar noticed Lexi's hair was tied to the side instead of using a bun. "I'm not sure that has anything to do with her strate
{A few days before the draw for the Chase the Dragonfly qualifying match, at a dinner invited by Lexi}Matt was still silent, not believing what he had just heard. "You want to fight Testra? Why? Why are you thinking about that, Lexi?"Lexi gently grasped Matt's hand, sending warmth to the president's skin. "I want to make a big impact on this organization. I'm not a hypocrite. I want to become more famous in the multiverse. Imagine various divine beings from various realms worship you. I'm sure it will provide immeasurable satisfaction."Matt looked at the woman's hands, which were still soft even though she was a warrior. "But I still don't understand. What does Testra have to do with all this?""By beating someone at the top level, you will be the topic of conversation. You will be considered worthy of being at the top. Testra is the right person for my plans." The woman brought her face closer to the president. She then hissed. "Especial
{Three days before MFC 8}Shori grasped the paper with her closest people's names, took a deep breath, and then threw it into the fire in a barrel."I just found out that invaders finally controlled our land, and it was because of me." Shori shed tears. "I know that no matter how many times I say sorry to you, it won't change the fact that I failed you all. And maybe I seem selfish by fighting here without thinking about you."The tribe woman closed her eyes. "Believe me, I will continue to think about all of you. And to be honest, I don't know what to do anymore. The desire to fight is still great, even though I'm already in another life."Her tears fell even more. The fire in the barrel had burned those papers to ashes. Gwae Marajor was already in the arena, accompanied by her music. The audience barely cared about her and instead discussed the Bazaiger.Classical music was played, with graphics of golden scarves fluttering on the screen. The audience booed that series of melodies that rose and fell like waves, especially when the big screen displayed the name [Bazaiger].Daigo Tokuma came out of the entrance wearing a knee-length suit with a high collar. He looked at the audience with a slightly narrowed gaze."And her opponent!" Vivianne introduced that man. "From Earth, universe 13110! The Bazaiger! Daigooo Toookumaaa!!!""I'll be honest with you, Matt." Lognar clicked his tongue. "I often saw a gaze like that in my previous life. It was a gaze that looked down on others, just like aMultiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 119 – A Man Named Daigo Tokuma
Instead of some graphics and a name, the big screen shows Zerneider riding a trail motorbike on challenging terrain. Jun Tokuma then came out to a standing ovation from the audience.When the music stopped, Jun pointed at Daigo from the entrance area. "Dad, I don't know why you're here. But I know that you haven't changed.""Yeah, I haven't changed at all, Son." The Bazaiger put both hands behind his back. "I'm still the Daigo Tokuma you know. Same thoughts, same dreams.""So, you're still obsessed with turning humanity into monsters, huh?" Jun walked towards the arena.A chuckle escaped the Bazaiger's mouth. "You still don't understand, huh? I want to improve our species to reach a higher level, to be able to survive attacks from other beings or disasters from outside the earth, and bring us to true glory."Matt's initial plan was for Jun to come out when Daigo returned backstage. But because the Bazaiger wanted to speak to the crowd first, he loo
Rory ignored the insults from the audience as he walked towards the arena. He has to focus on getting the Askreim championship.In the arena, he looked at the silver belt with purple straps. When he pointed it out, the audience became more relentless in insulting him."No matter what Rory Egan does, he is still an elite fighter at MFC." Matt exchanged glances with the red-haired warrior. "Well, hopefully, he can behave better after getting his salary cut. I don't want to lose him."Lognar nodded. "Me too. Almost all the matches he played were top-notch. It would be a huge loss if MFC had to remove him."Matt never thought about firing that man. He is a precious asset for MFC. Yes, he did cut Rory's salary, but the president was sure the warrior didn't care.If he does bad things again, Matt will close his eyes. Rory Egan is the villain MFC needs.The menacing music is played, but this time with a heavier guitar melody. Liam came out of the e