Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

The inaugural ceremony will take place in the First Martial Arts Center, which boasts the largest capacity in the College's facilities.

Competitors and spectators gathered from all over the country were pouring into the First Martial Arts Ground.

At the corner of the lobby, me and Elvis meet up with our usual face.

While I apologize for cutting my knife to Phil and Ruby who complain that it's too late.

"Gawayne, Mr. Azelea. Is your master here? For once, I'd like to say hi."

"I hear you can come, too. I haven't seen him yet..."

"I plan to meet Lord Bastade once before the opening ceremony. I was wondering if it might be time for you to see me."

"Oh well. If possible, could you introduce me?

Neither the master of the fiery god Tianzhao Liu, to whom Azerea belongs, nor Bastade Ninth Stage, the master of Gawayne, are both royalists.

As Elvis, you want to keep it face-to-face.

Ruby, who didn't hear anything from me, laughed at me.

"Whoa, prince. Why don't you say hello to our jizzy?

"Oh, no... not like that..."

Elvis laughing bitterly.

Master of Ruby, "Bergson the Picker of Scraps," Josea Bergson Eight-stage is famous for her loathing of nobility. Royalty.

"Oh, gossip."

"What?"

Ruby threw her gaze behind Elvis.

An old man walks toward us.

He was a long-haired grandfather wrapped in simple dressing, and in this space full of decorated aristocrats, he looked no less prominent.

When you look at a face full of wrinkles, seventy looks beyond, but you're not poking a cane or anything.

Rather, it was exuded from all over the body of a raging life force.

"Hey, jizzy! You look better than I thought."

"Whoa, Ruby. I don't think I grew up saying that. Put some more meat on your chest."

"Come on, come on, you're old enough to be sensitive to sexual harassment, right? Your lovely apprentice."

"Hmm. When you were a" cute apprentice, "you bounced back."

After having had a casual conversation with Ruby that I didn't think was a master and disciple, the old man looked at us.

"Ruby... it was true that you were hanging out with the noble boys. And one of them is a prince?

"Ooh. Wow, that's convenient, huh?

"I was dating because it's convenient!?

Ruby forgives the shocked Azelea.

old man - Josea Bergson looked at the sight with a narrow eye,

"... you can do whatever you want. My personal feelings are irrelevant."

"Ha! Then he's harassing the nobility and letting his disciples go!

"Let it be. I like to take it down on the upper-class, flirting people. It makes me feel better than booze."

"Heh heh. As you wish, I'm still a student, and I'm from the slums, and I can't be relieved that I've just beaten up nobles in character."

"I hope so. Show me how young I am."

The old man walked away, waving.

Elvis takes another breath.

"... I felt a lot of pressure..."

"Funny, isn't it?

Ruby laughs at the pieces.

Funny - I mean, he's an unusual grandfather...

"Nevertheless, you've gone in an instant, that grandfather. You don't talk about piling up with a disciple I haven't seen in a long time?

"Uh, that's because... you felt signs you didn't like it, right?

There were two seemingly bent men ahead of Ruby pointing at him with a bitter smile.

One is a knightly, magnificent man dressed in decorative, liturgical armor.

I think I'm over fifty when I'm old, but that powerful look is like that of a beast.

It's intimidating just to nestle in, and it's very difficult to get close.

The other, a man in his thirties or so, turned his red hair upside down like a flame.

Makes a harsh impression from suspended eyes, their hair color, and hairstyle.

While everyone seemed to have difficulty approaching the aforementioned magnificent knight, there was just one person, jiggling with a cheerful face.

"Your Royal Highness, that's the better Lord Bastade."

"It is the norm to be talking to your Excellency. Introduce me?"

"Yeah. Please."

A magnificent knight is Denholm Bastade, Ninth Stage.

A red-haired man is the contemporary master of the fiery god Tianzhao Stream - Alvin Magnanti Eight-stage?

Both are super great places in the kingdom spiritualist world.

In addition, he is also a man of righteous aristocracy.

It is also an inevitable story that Bergson Eight-stage, a nobleman hater, avoids.

It's a shame to rub in front of your apprentice.

"What about the three of you?

Elvis will ask me, Phil and Ruby.

If you can introduce me to those two, that would be an honor...

"I'm a pass"

"Me too."

"Me too... not now. Just you guys go."

Looks like Elvis' Barter now.

As long as we have a relationship with Azerea and Gawain, there will be another opportunity.

Three people, Elvis, Azerea and Gawayne, come to two people who bicker.

When he saw Elvis, Bastade's ninth step instantly pounded his knee on the spot.

"Ugh. You're old, Gawayne."

"I'm guessing Gawayne is the younger Bastide Ninth Stage."

"Courtesy."

That's "The Iron General," a loyalty that's even amazing.

Even though I keep the Magnanti Eight-stage next door just to keep my head down.

I don't know how many opponents are royal, but I think that's usually the case in these less formal settings.

Everything has a TPO.

Still, I guess the Bastade Ninth Stage gets that far because they think they have to do so beyond manners.

Elvis made Bastade Nine Steps face up.

Then, Gawayne and Azerea mix up too and the bickering starts.

There's a hustle and bustle around me, and I can't even hear my voice.

Both Gawayne and Azerea usually showed their masters a different look than the faces they showed us.

So did Ruby.

When I was talking to Bergson Eight Steps, I was showing similar anxiety to my parents and children.

Even me and Phil, against Rachel, must look different.

Master and disciple are united in a special bond, different from parents and children, friends and companions.

I've never seen another teacher before and I thought that...

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"... it's time"

After all the greetings in the lobby, Elvis said softly only to me on the way to the opening ceremony venue.

"... ok. And then, please."

"Yeah. Report after the opening ceremony"

Proceed in parallel with the Battle of the Spirit King, our purpose.

Ravinia Fitzherbert's picking.

The casino of the Spiritual King's War Gambling will open at the same time as the opening ceremony.

They step in there and pick up Lavinia with all the other nobles that are gathering.

As the person in charge, Elvis is to be accompanied by his actual team.

Speak to other faces, when Elvis tries to leave.

"... oh? Where are you going, Elvis?

Reflectively, my mind squirmed.

I'm suddenly interrupting, that voice.

Should I say this one, or nasty?

It's like you'll find out there's a mockery behind the words, irrevocably.

Such was the voice of being stroked nervously.

Elvis, who stopped, saw that he heard voices.

slightly faint, frowning.

I've never seen Elvis annoy me like that...

From across the hallway, a luxuriously dressed man walks in.

Courtesy decorated with gold embroidery or brilliant accessories.

One wrong step would make them a nasty golden hobby, but they smelled real nobility in the opposite direction by getting the right amount in place.

Shine to show off long blonde hair like a woman.

The noble man grinned casually at Elvis.

"It's going to be an opening ceremony - don't you have to go, my brother?"

Brother...!?

I mean, this guy's a prince too......!

Except for Elvis, we panicked and bowed our heads.

Phil and Ruby, who haven't come pin ', me and Azelea hold their heads down, respectively.

"Oh, fine, fine, take it easy. You're Elvis' alumni, aren't you? Yeah, I'll forgive you if you just shut up."

What the hell, and Ruby poisoned me small.

Natural top-to-eye gaze.

I'm totally used to standing on people.

"(... His Royal Highness King Edwards Windsor. Please don't work disrespect for me, Ruby Bergson)"

Gawayne cautioned with a small voice, and, chip, Ruby pounded his tongue.

I am silent and breathtaking.

- Prince Wang.

I mean, the next king.

First heir to the throne......

Even with his face up, Elvis kept his mouth shut with a slight crease between his eyebrows.

We just have to watch the change silently.

"What's up, Elvis? What's wrong with saying hello? I told you, the most important thing is to say hi."

"... I'm out of time, brother"

Obviously, inadmissibility.

But on the surface a flat voice, Elvis said.

Prince Edwards smiles.

"Yeah, good. It's been a really long time. Your work at the academy has reached me."

"... I'm afraid. My brother is the one who stays the same."

"You too. Before (...) I met (...) and (...) with (...) Kiki (...) and (...) Ru (...) and (...) Weird (...) Ri (...) but (...) Yi (...)"

I frowned.

Now, for a moment, sure.

The laughter of Prince Wang mixed with a mockery.

"Oh... what's up, Elvis? Scary eyes? I'm just relieved that I seem as magnificent as ever, and that's what I talked about?

"... no..."

"Oops, I guess it was my mistake. I'm sorry. Sometimes your eyes look so scary. Ya (...) eh (...) pa (...) ri (...) no (...) barbarian (...) people (...) blood (...) into (...) eh (...) and (...) that (...) ah (...) or (...)?"

- Brother.

Moment after moment, the battle ran.

"Mouth (...) is (...) Disaster (...) of (...) Former (...) and (...) Word (...) As (...) Su (...)"

The expression is normal.

The voice color is flat.

But the words contained fierce anger.

Even we tremble when we were just listening beside each other.

The servant Prince Wang also showed a slight appearance in the fury of being hit directly.

But soon I carve a grin in my mouth.

Mock like armor.

"... Elvis..."

Prince Edwards looks into his brother's ear and whispers in a small voice.

The contents were faintly heard.

- Prince Wang, it's me.

Strong pride.

Or dependency.

That was a caged word.

Elvis' reaction moved his eyebrows only faintly.

I don't know what kind of thoughts are swirling in that heart.

Prince Wang walked away from Elvis and smiled brightly, as the mockery he had just made was a lie.

"Bye. As my brother, I stand behind you."

Without waiting for Elvis' response, Prince Edwards leaves.

When that back disappeared into the corner of the hallway, Ruby threw up quickly.

"Oh, my God. That shouldn't have happened."

"The next thing you know, you're gonna be on top of us."

Elvis ironically returned it.

... Apparently, you're having a pretty bad time with that king prince.

"Being here means that Prince Wang will also compete in the Spirit King Battle?

"No, that guy's not a spiritualist.... I couldn't get into this college."

I smiled bitterly.

I see.

This is the only prodigy my brother's ever had.

There will be a complex.

"It's just that there's so much friendship, there's a chance someone's sending the magician in with a pawn."

"Even in that case, you're on my side, for once. You're a royalist, right?

He is a prince of the king, so it must be natural.

And I thought...

Elvis had a difficult face, staring at the corner where Prince Wang disappeared.

"Come on... I hope so..."