The time when Seira was waited on by servants in the ultra-luxurious waiting room.

    Wow!

    A man’s shout is heard along with the noise of something breaking.

    “What?! Eliminated from the preliminaries? Elimination from the preliminaries?!!!”

    “That’s right.”

    Craddangtang!!!

    “Keek!!!”

    A sloppy-looking man who was reporting to a man in a restless manner was thrown into the distance by a kick from the shouting man.

    The man, who still remains angry, follows the lying man and repeatedly kicks him. As soon as the poor-looking man falls down, he stops his actions while swearing.

    “Fuck you! Get this bastard out!”

    “Yes, four!”

    When the waiting gangsters appeared and took the incompetent man out, the man who had been kicking them sat on the most luxurious-looking chair and turned his gaze towards the others who watched his violent actions but said nothing.

    “It’s crazy, I didn’t spend a penny or two preparing them and registering them for the Colosseum.”

    “Let’s fix it. Mason, isn’t everyone eliminated?”

    “Out of the ten we prepared, only two made it to the finals! 80% off! This means that your chances of winning drop exponentially! We received an advance payment according to a contract with the Count, and if we don’t win, we might have to close down our business in the kingdom and leave, but we’re just idly fixing things… .”

    The man called Mason, he is one of the five highest Masons recognized in the kingdom, and is the 12th generation Mason who inherited his name from the first Mason.

    The six people who sat three on each side of the table, centered on him at the head of the table, were executive-level figures from the top of Masonry, and were top talent raised by Mason or those who had maintained their positions from previous generations.

    “Futanari who fail the test are given the right to try again. It is said that the test will continue for the next 3 days, so try it again with the people you have chosen as candidates”

    “No, no. Have you lost your senses? 패배한 개새끼는 죽을 때까지 패배한 개새끼로 죽을 팔자야. Even if those bitches who came back with dead eyes try again, they can already see the results.”

    Although he had a strong personality, his insight as the head of the position did not go anywhere.

    At the end of the test, the futanaris who had been subjected to the illusion magic in a small stadium returned either shriveled or with a screw missing somewhere.

    There were still some aftereffects, but since they were sent back after sufficient rest and mental stability, they would recover naturally over time and there would be no aftereffects.

    There was no way that the body of a futanari would be harmed in the Colosseum where the Magic Tower for futanaris participated.

    However, it was impossible for them to do anything right away, and as they were overwhelmed in front of so many spectators, their pride and confidence that they had maintained so far were broken, and the feeling of helplessness that came from the sense of defeat.

    Even if you participate in the next test right away, it will be difficult to get better results than before in your current state.

    “The bitches who were eliminated early on can just be drugged and re-enrolled in the Colosseum, but the ones who failed last are the problem. Even if the poisoned bitches who have realized their subject are lucky enough to advance to the finals, the sense of defeat that has been imprinted on them will remain. Because it doesn’t disappear. It would be like giving only good things to other contestants.”

    “Ji, you are right. We were complacent.”

    “After… . What about the other two years that made it to the finals? Are your grades okay?”

    “As you know, the information inside the Colosseum is top secret. However, I was able to obtain very little information. These two are in the upper middle range.”

    “Damn… . Speaking of upper-middle rank, if I were in the middle rank at all, I would go to the count and kneel down right now… . This is a grade that makes it difficult to continue or quit!”

    If there was absolutely no hope, you could use that as an excuse to give up now and feel more comfortable, but this is an awkward situation to even go to the Count and beg for.

    I should have been criticized for asking why I was giving up even though I was in the upper middle class, because it was the kind of performance that I would not let go easily.

    “How… . Can’t you at least sabotage other bitches?”

    “You can try, but there is little chance of success because the Duke of Lorea, who manages the Colosseum, guards it very strictly. We can cut off the tail that we interfered, but it will only happen once or twice.”

    “Wrong direction… . It’s the worst mistake of my life. Oh my!”

    Mason was subtly holding the back of his neck and rubbing it. The two paper documents in front of him contained detailed information on the two futanaris who competed in the finals.

    And someone else was looking at this same document; it was Kara, the person who was looking at the paper in the Duke’s mansion while her cock was being caressed by the sweet lips of the owner, the Duke, and who could be said to be the most powerful person in the Duke’s family in name and reality.

    “Futanari Mistrin, a mixture of Lamia and human, and Futanari Luchen, a mixture of goblin and kobold… .”

    While she was checking out the mid- to upper-middle tier players, the two people caught her eye. They were players that she was already looking forward to because their results were quite good.

    Of course, it was different from Mason’s document in that it clearly reported who had the hand behind it, but knowingly and pretending not to know it, judging it solely on its ability and allowing it to enter the finals shows the power of the duke family, no matter how much you slander them. It would be confidence that shows that one is alive.

    “Seira?”

    “Pooh… . ha… . Did you see it?”

    “It’s fascinating. A mixed race of Orc and Elf, and the appearance and atmosphere are… .”

    “Yes, no matter how you look at it”

    Blonde hair is a common hair color in this world and can often be seen on the streets here and there.

    However, a radiant shine and a blonde hair that looks like it was made from melted gold are characteristics that are often found in elves or those with elf blood.

    Coincidentally, he inherited elf blood and was mixed with orc.

    His performance was already so great that it swallowed up everyone in the Colosseum, and his appearance was so similar that it reminded Jane of someone close to her.

    “Coincidence? or not… .”

    Suddenly, Kara’s life before meeting Jane, which had initially started as a bad relationship, came to mind, and the corners of Kara’s mouth rose as if the image of Seira in the document was gradually imprinted in her mind.

    “You grew up well. My daughter.”

    “What?!”

    “Huh? Why?”

    “Seira is your daughter? W-what is the basis? No, more than that. How do you know?”

    “Hmm… . Feeling?”

    “No, what is that… .”

    “It feels like I’m seeing myself, but I also see my brother’s reflection somewhere.”

    “That… . Isn’t that your handsome brother? That damn bastard who got you pregnant before me.”

    “Puhaha. My brother has some nice qualities.”

    No matter how long you’ve been away, or even if you haven’t seen them grow up, there are cases where the blood is so strong that you recognize them the moment you meet them.

    And with so many visible hints, it would be strange not to recognize them.

    “I don’t think she’s someone’s daughter, but she’s already become a promising star at the Colosseum.”

    “But according to this measurement data, there are almost no opponents for Seira, right? What happens if Seira wins?”

    “If the contestant participates as an individual without any sponsorship and wins, all the conditions I put forward will be null and void. I told you. I don’t do business at a loss.”

    “So… . It was an unfavorable condition for the nobles in the first place, right?”

    If the futanari designated by the dukedom wins, the dukedom will continue to operate the Colosseum, and if there is another aristocratic power that sponsored the winning futanari, the right to operate the Colosseum is transferred to that aristocratic power.

    However, the conditions for futanari participating as individuals are not specified anywhere, so the contract is literally at a loss.

    If the Marquis de Mariotte had continued to pay attention to the king’s aristocratic faction, or if there had been a strong influence among the aristocrats of the new aristocracy who knew how to look at the situation rather than profit, there would have been a request to fix all of these detailed conditions, but unfortunately, that was not the case. It didn’t happen.

    “True! Could you please help me tonight?”

    “Huh? It’s free at night. What is it?”

    “It appears that the nobles are trying to take action against the Coliseum players. I understand that their interests are at stake, but I didn’t know they would move without even caring about their existence being revealed.”

    “It comes out blatantly. But the Colosseum’s defenses are perfect, right?”

    “Not necessarily. There’s a bitch that’s a bit annoying.”

    “Hmm?”

    “She is famous for assassination, but she seemed to be quiet for a while, but she is active again these days and is a person to watch out for.”

    “Huh… . Is it enough for you to praise it?”

    “Of course, if you face me, I will win by a landslide, but I don’t say you are good at assassination for nothing. The quick movements of hiding or attacking from the dark are real.”

    “In that case… . I have to step forward.”

    Kara got up, and the slowly setting sunset came into the office through the window and enveloped Kara’s body as if dyeing it in golden light.

    Kara’s face is suddenly covered with a mask.

    The white battle rabbit mask.

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