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

The opening ceremony of the Battle of the Spirit King was going well.

"- And that's it for greetings, and I think it's time to go with the announcement of your waiting qualifying rules!

When the director of the college on the stage declared so, the audience became more excited.

We contestants mixed up in the audience run a tingly nervous opposite.

Pattin! and the Dean of the Academy played his finger.

Then four large sheets of paper stand up behind it like a, shaping a square so that it can be seen from anywhere at 360 degrees.

In all cases, it was written 'Survival'.

"There are extremely many Spirit King contestants this year compared to usual years. It's nearly impossible to beat this many in tournaments and league games!

So I'm going to have you guys split into four groups and have this college play a survival battle on stage!

It doesn't mean that the eight survivors will exit from the out-of-psychic in order to advance to the final tournament after tomorrow!!

Survival battle......

Another big rule.

"Freedom to fight together and to betray all!! I don't care what you do to survive, as long as you don't touch the law!! Use all the tubes you can hold and aim for the strongest title!!!

The cheer boiled.

I listen to that in a still nervous way.

... He said the Spirit King gambling will begin at the same time as the announcement of the qualifying rules.

That's where the pickers led by Elvis are supposed to step in.

By now, in a casino somewhere in the college, the lid of surrogacy warfare by royalists and democracies has been cut and dropped...

"... please, Elvis..."

Trying to get me mixed up in the cheer, that's what I squeaked.

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According to the secret detectives, this year's casino is on the upper level of the First Martial Arts Field, in the second VIP room in a position to look down at the opening ceremony.

I cut ahead of a select few elites and went there discreetly.

There were several security spiritualists in the hallway to the second VIP room.

Nevertheless, laying security too openly makes outsiders suspicious.

So the numbers are small and the equipment is no big deal.

Fast and quiet powerlessness was not so difficult.

However... a number of leading magicians who have been confirmed to have been democratized have not appeared at the opening ceremony.

Maybe he's being driven out by casino security.

I couldn't be relieved until I completely controlled the casino.

Coming up to the door of the second VIP room, I looked back once and nodded at the ten pickers.

Let's make a quick attack.

I'll make sure the pickpockets snort back, and then I'll declare.

"Entering."

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Lavinia Fitzherbert was overlooking the opening ceremony of the Battle of the Spirit King from the glazed walls of the Second VIP Room.

Aaron, the man who hid half his face in a mask, is standing beside him.

"Well, you nominate eight people for each group."

"The more people you hit, the more dividends you get."

"If you hit all eight...... whoa! 100x! This will ring your arms......!

The Spirit King gambling had already begun.

Huge amounts of money and desire, thrills, and pleasure in moving large sums of money swirl with cigar smoke, filling luxurious rooms......

Just the money that moves in this room today, how many people, how many years will you be able to live?

The wealth that ordinary people want so much that they can get their hands out of their throats is also, to them, just a toy similar to a building block......

"It's a hundred on the Southall Ninth Stage!

"I'm 300!

But it's just hors d 'oeuvres here, such as qualifying breakthrough predictions.

The main dish is the winner's prediction.

The nobles enhance the pleasure of saying only one correct answer by betting mountainous money.

So far, in due course, it seemed to be gaining popularity with Maisie Southall for 'god exterminating'.

"Are you interested in betting?

Lavinia, who was immersed in the hustle and noise with her mouth on wine, had a voice to speak to.

A long-haired blonde, dressed in luxurious courtesy.

It was Edwards Windsor.

"This is His Royal Highness the King. Do you mind if I stay in a place like this?

"Ha. You say something different, Sir Fitzherbert. This is just a VIP room… what wonder is there with Prince Wang?"

Lavinia smiles and offers a glass of wine.

And Edwards hit his glass lightly.

On paper, this room is just a VIP room.

The casino is not open.

Edwards sat in the chair next to Lavinia.

"Are you coming, Sir Fitzherbert?

It means that you are competing in the Spiritual King Battle for a handkerchief.

Lavinia glanced at the semi-masked man who refrained behind her.

"He is. I don't belong in the guild, but I'm very good."

"Hmm...... It's interesting."

"Is anyone with His Royal Highness the King?

"Yes... I'd like to introduce you, thank you for being free."

"Did you call, Admiral?

Suddenly, it was the woman who interrupted the conversation.

She is a bold style woman who dyed her hair purple and exposed her stomach sparingly.

The more blasphemous it was on both ears, the more the accessories hung.

"Oh."

Lavinia deepens her grin to be funny.

"Maisie Southall Nine Steps... I'm not the one who's just getting popular over there right now"

The nobles, who were heating up the winner's predictions, looked surprised to see Lavinia and the others.

I never realized Maisie Southall existed before.

Or, just now, appeared in this place?

"I heard you're the one who can't get under anyone, but in what relationship?

"It's no big deal. I'm just saying that she was a woman of friendship, not a bursar car, as the world tells me."

"Ouch. I'm not with the Admiral."

Maisie said with a slight laugh.

An obvious assignment, but Lavinia doesn't pry.

There was some sort of unanimity of interest...... that would be all.

But the news that Edwards, the king prince, was the leader of the victorious candidate, cannot be ignored by the nobles.

The nobles on this occasion are not so upset by the fact that they don't fix it and Edwards is in this casino.

This casino is more to enhance the cohesion of democratic aristocracy than to be entertainment.

Build an accomplice by sharing the thrill of illegal gambling, and 'the people here are buddies' believe in each other -

It's also a place for that.

So Edwards, who is here now, is a companion and ally.

Even if he holds the title of Spirit King in his hand, it shouldn't be done badly.

It seems so to the nobles, even though they have no promises whatsoever...

"Speaking of which, Your Highness's younger brother was in the show, wasn't he?

Lavinia turned the subject around.

Edwards gets just a little stiff the moment he's given his brother's name.

"... Yep. Only interested in fighting, with a savage brother. Is it still blood muscle?"

The mother of the third prince Elvis is a side chamber from the royal family of a once contested and defeated kingdom, who has been married in the form of a half-dedication.

The country is a powerful military state, also known as the 'Battle Nation', a particularly struggling nation among those controlled by the kingdom in the former war.

Since the first battle of the monster, there are not many who call the people of that country 'savages'.

Apparently Edwards is one of them.

The noble royal bloodline and the princess of the 'savage'...... the companion child.

What an imbalance.

It was too much to touch Lavinia's harp line......

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang... I, my brother, am very interested in you."

"… Interested," he said?

"I forbid your right arm and right leg, so why don't you give me something else (...)?

It was too straightforward an offer.

Tell Crown Prince Wang to give his brother over a right leg amputation.

Edwards was also distracted by this for a while.

But restore calm in about five seconds of the thing.

And without a coward,

"- Yeah, let me give it to you. As a testament to our unchanging friendship."

Promise me that you will offer my brother as a toy.

Hehe, and Lavinia smiled lusciously.

"I'm delighted, Your Highness. I'm sure we'll be friends forever."

"Yep..."

Nodding, Prince Wang's eyes are shaking quietly.

That's guilt for offering my brother...

Not so.

It was jealous.

Again, my brother, not myself, is wanted.

To that fact, a flame of unconscious and quiet jealousy was shaking every bit......

"-"

Maisie, who kept her mouth shut, looked back unexpectedly.

"What's up, Southall Ninth Stage?"

Asked by her employer, Maisie grins belligerently.

"Guests, apparently."

Outside the room, there was some noise.

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"Entering."

Simultaneously with my instructions, the pick-up team stepped into the second VIP room.

We know that there are several spiritualists inside, including high-ranking people.

I tried to activate spirituality in order to suppress it once and for all during the confusion.