A Misunderstood Mentor

A huge round table is set up in the meadow in front of the cave.

Twelve seats will be available to surround a luxuriously decorated roundtable of about five metres in diameter.

In front of that seat were inscribed numbers from 0 to 11 identical to the clock.

After we had all the important stories, that said, Chairman Barbaroy returned home once.

Instead comes a grown-up glasses girl with made-up clothes and prepares everything by herself.

"My name is Linden and I am here to serve as Secretary to Chairman Barbaroy. I'll leave it with you later. Dear Takumi,"

Mr. Linden bows carefully.

I knew at a glance that I was not just a secretary.

Because he held a huge round table with one hand as he bowed.

"How about some tea, if you don't mind? This is a special herbal tea made with aromatic blue roses from the West."

A basin appears with a teapot and cup on the opposite hand from the hand in charge of the round table.

I didn't have anything in my hand until earlier.

You use the magic of manipulating space, it's certainly a great ability to prepare for installation.

"Thanks, I'll take it."

Drink herbal tea and watch Mr. Linden do his job.

We mow the grass around us and arrange luxurious chairs with the same decorations around the round table.

Stop. Don't make something like this in front of my house.

The prompt and useless work of Mr. Linden led to the creation of the venue for the Decathlon Club in no time.

The next morning, the top adventurers came one after the other.

By noon everyone will be in place and assembled at the venue.

All 12 seats are filled, lined with adventurers with an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

Each sat in front of a seat that matched the number in the ranking, and I had one letter in front of me with a big number.

Chairman Barbaroy was seated in the seat next to 0 to the right, and further to that right, Mr. Linden was seated in the seat of 11.

And the most heterogeneous one is on my left. It was supposed to be someone sitting in two seats where Alice was supposed to sit.

A face I know. No, really. There was someone there recently who swore he would never come here again.

Check the attendance list given to Mr. Linden for the first time at this time. Again, it's not a mistake to look at it.

Goblin King Jaslak sits down.

"You swore you wouldn't come here anymore!

"I'm sorry, Master Takumi. By the life of Alice, I represent you."

"Why are you acting for Alice?

"I have vowed eternal obedience. My little life no longer belongs to Alice."

Alice, what have you done to King Goblin?

Something feels deja vu.

All those who fought Alice have changed their personality, called it the time of the Ancient Dragon. I'm not a person.

"It begins. Please refrain from private language."

Mr. Linden pisses me off.

I personally double-checked the attendance roster to compare the faces and names of everyone.

[Register of Attendees of the Ten Horsemen's Party]

Ranked Zero (Zero) Chairman "Barbaroy Southa"

Ranked # 1 Universe's Strongest "Takumi"

Ranked # 2 Most Powerful of Humanity "Alice"

(proxy) King Goblin "Jaslak"

Ranked # 3 Big Sage "Null Beech"

(proxy) Toddler Girl "Chihal"

Ranked # 4 Brave "End"

Ranked 5-and-a-half machines "Makina"

Ranked # 6 Crazy Warrior "Zach"

Ranked # 7 Super Hunter "Dagan"

Ranked # 8 Hidden "Yor"

Ranked 9th God Down "Leia"

Ranked # 10 Silent Shield "Rick"

Out-of-ranking MC progression "Linden Lindbergh"

Too many places to penetrate to keep up with processing.

Chiharu sitting instead of Nurubee.

Leia, who was in the rankings.

Old buddy Rick.

Half the rankings are familiar.

Fourth to eighth place faces to see for the first time more.

One, one is pretty thick.

They all claim individuality because they have too many characteristics.

The brave end in the fourth place in the rankings was dressed like a brave man, weaving a blue cape.

Chestnut eyes on slightly redhead short hair. A beautiful young man in a sweet mask who is going to make a mistake with a girl. I guess I'll be a sawdust hottie.

As I stared, the end began to kick.

Are you after the first place in the rankings?

If so, I want to give it to you immediately.

Transfer your gaze to the ranked fifth semi-machine makina.

Half of his right shoulder was covered in iron-like metal.

The left half of the non-machine is wrapped in a thin cloth with a glimpse of human skin.

The lower part of the face is covered with a machine mask and visible only the upper half. A further stretched grey short bob's forehead covered the right eye area, and his face could only see a narrow left eye like closed eyes.

As if to breathe occasionally, the mechanical part is lit and the air is leaking.

A woman who felt calm, even as I watched, I didn't leave her slightly moving with her face facing forward.

"Hey, not yet, let's get started."

Conversely, Ranked 6th Mad Warrior (Berserker) Zach was restless.

Throw your legs out on a round table that says six, and you're in bad shape.

He was a huge man. The two metres carry a huge sword that suits its size to a height that is loosely exceeded.

I see sharp eyes that remind me of raptors (groans) in my long hair, and canine teeth like fangs from my mouth.

The area of clothing he was wearing was small and exposed most of his exuberant muscles to exuberance.

It's hot and painful.

I move my gaze next door early because it's going to get tangled up when I watch.

"Calm down, Zach. It's already begun."

Dagan, the seventh ranked superhunter sitting next to him, was playing Zach.

Apparently, you two know each other.

Legendary hunter Dagan.

I've heard the name before.

In the number of wild monsters crusaded, nothing is supposedly out to his right.

Heavy aura was overflowing from its body, even though it was the year to plug it into the old age.

It was like a man not on the hunting side of the beast, but mistakenly seen as the beast itself, that was Dagan's first impression.

And at the end of the day, look at Hidden Yor, ranked eighth.

I don't even know if it's a man or a woman because she's wrapped her whole body in black.

Yoru, and one thing, he was sending his gaze toward Leia.

Leia is facing the front, daring to avoid that gaze.

"... Imiko."

Boosh, and Leia reacts to the words Yoru shrugged, and sees Yoru only for a moment.

But Leia had cut her gaze again like nothing had happened and ignored Yor.

Apparently, there's something going on between them.

Chairman, it's time.

"Uhm."

Time when the sun is located directly south. Pick up just noon.

"Now we have a meeting of the Decathlon!

Chairman Barbaroy's voice echoed in the meadows.