I Became a Gladiator in the World of Gender Reversal - I Became a Gladiator in the World of Gender Reversal chapter 39

39 – Breaking the Illusion-10

“No, there are all these gentlemen…”

I put the glass down roughly and let out a lament.

“It’s a shame because I won. If I really lost, I would have almost quit Gladiator.”

Apart from Florence’s clumsy determination, her swordsmanship was genuine.

If she had fought without armor, she would have experienced a crushing defeat without question, as she was each coming muscular.

“Well, there could be someone like that. Other gladiators wouldn’t be much different, right?”

Dana gulped down her beer with a nonchalant expression, holding her glass.

“Is that so?”

“Keuuu. There are not a few kids who come to the training ground to see your face.”

I thought there would be someone like that. However, I didn’t know that there would be someone who could show that kind of attitude even in front of my eyes.

“But… In the ring. There’s an audience.”

“That’s right. But… I just didn’t know. In a way, she might have been a woman with enough courage. Don’t like her face?”

“It’s not like that…”

It was a face that you couldn’t see inside the Colosseum, so I felt it was unique.

“It’s pretty. If I had met on the street, I might have thought better than this.”

Coming to this world, I have never felt dissatisfied with a woman’s appearance. I thought Florence’s appearance was beautiful, too, with her cuteness flowing.

“But you’re a gladiator. Then that wouldn’t work.”

She couldn’t admit to looking down on me, no matter how high she was or how beautiful she was. Because I was ignoring what I thought was important.

“Well, don’t get too excited. You won anyway, didn’t the diagonal cut help you?”

“Oh, come to think of it…”

I felt it after swinging the sword hundreds of times, but cutting with both hands was not very helpful training for me.

I couldn’t let go of the shield, and in the end I had to learn how to wield it with one hand.

However, it was not meaningless. Even if it was a little lacking, I was able to understand to some extent what angle and posture were needed.

“Certainly, it helped.”

Hitting the rapier protruding in front of Florence instead of her body was an effective countermeasure.

“With this, you can say that he is a decent gladiator. Really, compared to the first time I saw him, he has grown a lot.”

Dana’s praise was always sweet.

Her thin and short clothes, which she wore saying that they were ‘comfortable’, were too irritating.

It was her body that she was used to now, but she made me look at her abs and chest every now and then when her eyes were on her.

“I see…”

If you put it that way, I might be a person no different from Florence. Although there were many reasons, it was Dana’s influence that ultimately made her decide to become a gladiator.

From that point of view, I may have already achieved my goal. There was already affection in Dana’s eyes looking at me, and if I went a little further, she might allow her body.

However, I decided to put it off until later. It won’t take very long.

Because it seemed like it would be a pretty special experience to knock her down and hold her that night.

“I can’t help but feel sorry that Evan is being served in such a shabby place!”

And that happy delusion ended with the visit of an uninvited guest.

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In her fight, Jean Florence, caught in her booing at her, lay with her dazed face on her face.

Shouts of indignation rang out, wondering if she had lost by force or how much she bet on her defeat.

However, Florence was able to hold on.

She is just the cry of the lower classes who have never met a man in their life.

Evan was much stronger than she thought. Her way of concentrating and her strength enough to knock her down were also attractive.

She

She was once defeated, but in her head she dreamed of a rosy future with Evan.

“Oh, where did you go?”

“I heard you’re going out for a drink with Dana? Well, it’s often these days…”

But while she was treating a wound on her back, her therapist said something shocking to her.

“That, why…”

“Why?”

The healer, who cast a weak spell on an ointment made by grinding herbs, looked at Florence as if she really couldn’t understand it.

“That, uh… I heard that you enjoyed a banquet with Miss Marie. Maybe then…”

“Mary sister? She made eye contact with him in her hospital room and called him right away.”

“Why me!”

“Since that day, male and female hospital rooms have been separated.”

Florence felt impatient.

If the reason for the close relationship between him and Marie was not the duel, but the personal meeting they had in the hospital room after the duel.

“Ugh…”

Florence shook her head and got out of the hospital bed.

“The treatment is almost finished, but it can still cause injuries, so refrain from strenuous exercise.”

“Oh, I see!”

Perhaps, it might be the last chance. Although the eyes he sent during the sword fight were a little cold, that didn’t mean he could give up this opportunity.

Florence, who ran out of the hospital room and took a gift prepared in advance, ran to the bar where he was said to be.

“This is such an environment…”

Unhygienic. He is looking at his face pretending not to be a bunch of women.

It is a dangerous space. If there are bad guys out there, Evan might be in danger.

The quality of the alcohol and meat was not very good either. The food in the Colosseum was also of insufficient quality to serve men, but this bar was even more terrible.

“How…”

Florence glared at Dana. After bringing a man to a place like this, he’s drinking casually.

Also, it was clear that she did not love him.

She was the one who did not like the behavior of men who did not show affection and thoroughly chose women to meet her, but she could understand a little when she saw this scene.

She should be grateful if a lowly and incompetent woman like a gladiator was loved by a man, but Dana forced her to do this unreasonable treatment just because she was loved.

“I can’t help but feel sorry that Evan is being served in such a shabby place!”

She stepped forward confidently and got in between them.

“…What are you doing?”

After a moment of silence, Evan spoke with her sharp eyes.

“Of course, I’m here to pick up Evan! A girl is also lacking, but at least I can take a man to a better place than here!”

Florence thought he would be pleased. She thought he, too, might be furious at the close-to-contempt treatment he was receiving, deep down.

“So?”

However, his tone was harsh.

Florence tried hard to ignore the harsh words and bitter eyes he showed in the sword fight, but now he couldn’t.

“That, that… It’s an item prepared for Evan. It’s a pity to open it in a place like this, but it’s better to check it for a while…”

However, Florence wasn’t without preparations either. It was a well-prepared men’s formal attire. Florence took out the box and carefully handed it to Evan.

“Take it.”

However, Evan’s reaction was colder than Florence’s imagination.

No matter how much he didn’t like the other person, there weren’t many cases where he refused a woman’s gift on the spot.

Of course, that didn’t mean men valued the gifts they received. There were times when it was put in a warehouse somewhere, and there were times when it was sold at a low price.

Of course, it was common to receive gifts and not meet women.

However, it was common to accept it on the spot no matter how you treat the gift with the woman later.

Except when I felt that the woman’s favor itself was degrading.

“Uh, how…”

Florence clenched her teeth.

He thought he was ugly. He is not capable of confessing to an ordinary Selam man, because he is aiming for someone with unusual tastes. However, she did not think that Evan would regard her kindness itself as an insult.

“But… At least a gift is acceptable, isn’t it?”

“Uh, wait. Yeah. That, sorry-“

Seeing her crying, Evan’s expression softened a little. However, Florence, whose eyes were moistened with water, could not see it.

“What am I worse than that woman! How much harder do I have to work! No matter how much I hate it, I was able to see what I prepared!”

Ugly words of jealousy flowed from her mouth.

“I could have done better! What’s so good about a woman bringing a man to a bar like this!”

Florence poured out her inferiority complex, forgetting to maintain her girlish tone.

However, that upset Evan.

“What? You just…”

“Am I wrong? That girl, she doesn’t even know how much she is privileged!”

If Florence had been sober, she wouldn’t have done the stupid thing of arguing with a man.

However, she was also crowded. The resentment welling up in her chest clouded her eyes.

“If you ever get a chance to meet a guy alone, you should at least take him to a restaurant, not a bar like this-“

“All right.”

After hearing Evan’s cold voice, Florence was finally able to come to her senses.

“I don’t know why you’re bothering me… Get out. Let’s not see each other again.”

At his words, she said Florence and she realized what she had done.