Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

The martial arts tournament in the city is said to be the main event of the fall festival.

Of course, I had my first experience in the city, but rumors of martial arts tournaments had reached the village, and many villagers longed to see them once before they died.

I was not at all interested in such rumors and was either desperate for a poor life or working to improve it, which meant I was busy.

I don't really understand life when it comes to participating in martial arts competitions like that.

And then my father and mother came from the village. You want to see your son in the sun?

The autumn festival is a harvest festival, so the field work may be over, but I've come here a lot. I thought Mr. Quid brought him here.

I think he's a little too hasty since he won the exclusive selling rights for tendon-powered airplanes.

During the ceremony of the martial arts tournament, I was given a coat that I absolutely wanted to wear. I could see it in a sturdy sashimi jacket with some kind of fire bird design.

It is the bird of fire, that is, the immortal bird.

He said, "Ash-kun is famous for killing and not dying! As Father Volke said, there are birds rising from the ashes even when they die! Perfect for Ash-kun!

Apparently, I thought it was my symbol or something that was playing with the wings of the plane "The Feather of the Feather".

This brought out the Ferrous Bird in a desire to revive lost technology once in history, but speaking of which, my name is Ash. It is not strange to associate it with that.

But I'll die if you kill me.

Well, Mr. Quid's gift was very helpful because I didn't have very good clothes when the peasants came up.

When I greeted my mother and father with a medal that came back safely, my mother cried. My father's voice was trembling, so he seemed to be able to be filial.

How to reclaim a medal? With the help of the members of the study group and Mrs. Lynn, I was just spreading a little rumor.

Rumors like, "If anything is stolen in this dorm, we will thoroughly investigate the authority of the lord's family and punish the culprit."

They found out about the theft. The thieves, who were afraid that the law might be officially applied, and not an intrinsic punishment, secretly returned the medallion to its original location.

I wonder who the killer was.

Incidentally, Mordo and his team were rarely hit by Miss Mayka in the military children's club division of the martial arts tournament. The referee was eventually made to cry because it was too late to stop the game.

I was terrified by the smile of Miss Micah swinging her sword.

Now, after the military children's club division is over, it's finally my turn.

"Next, we will perform a special martial arts show as the final result of the Military Sons' Association!

The host's soldiers clapped loudly at the crowd gathered in the square.

"A sudden werewolf attack happened earlier! It will be a battle-style game played by two warriors who have been active there!

With leather and cloth on, enter the game alongside Sir Georges. Protective equipment is for training and is well guarded to the head.

However, since the spears they are equipped with are genuine iron even though they have a blade pulled, it is slightly suspicious to be told whether this is enough defense.

Compared to other members of the Military Sons' Association who played the game with clothed sticks, there is no falsehood in the actual battle format.

"Ash, the youngest Silver Merit Medal winner in history, competes! Pay attention to the tough defenses that you have fought against wolves and men as young as you are!

I get even more excited when I respond to the introduction and make modest gestures that are proportional to my motivation.

Girls who cheer at the front row are about to cross the fence. If I think of anyone, I am Miss Micah.

"The young challenger stands before Lord Balears Georges! He won the Bronze Medal of Merit in the previous Wolf War and is respected as a proven talent in the leaderships!

Sir Georges also waved his hand and heard a lot of young women cheering. Now hiding in armor, Sir George's beauty seems to be a reputation in the city.

We also have enthusiastic support in the front row. It's nothing unexpected, but it's a priest.

"As I mentioned earlier, the battle between the talented two is a real battle! No forbidden hands! Expect a battle that uses enough tactics to fight!

The moderator, who finished the introduction, dropped off and confronted Sir Georges.

Then, if the umpire declares the start of the match - but this is a special act marked as a form of combat.

The umpire approaches me and Sir George in the middle of the game, on the way.

All of a sudden, Sir George stepped halfway and threw a prick at my face. I slipped my back leg down aggressively and threw a sharp prick over my head.

The tip of the spear is pulled quickly and attacked again as a prick without even half-breathing. I pull the legs left in front of me and retreat to a distance where the tip of the ear stops at the tip of my eyes and nose.

While Sir Georges is not launching any more attacks, I will retreat further and let go of time.

I can't hear a single sneeze in the venue that was so exciting. It was completely quiet.

Naturally, the head armor is full-face, but the spike has a clearance that slips through. This armor is supposed to slip into your eyes and nose in the event of a struggle or a damaged blade tip, and is not designed to prevent a puncture to your face.

No matter how rounded the tip is, a direct hit can kill you. The fact is that the venue was rigid.

Sir George's spear sees me perfectly as if I'm still a bit alarmed. It's the same for me.

The moderator explains why you don't think this is a good idea in a cold venue.

Originally, the host's job at the martial arts tournament was to introduce the tournament before the match and explain the tournament after the end of the tournament, which would connect the tournament to the next match. It is unusual to pinch the commentary during a match.

"This is all of a sudden so naughty! Sir Georges, the game begins without waiting for the umpire to arrive! Rule of thumb, if it's a regular game, it's a rule of thumb! However, this is a special action in the form of a battle! Words without forbidden hands are true! It's a surprise, it's an ambush, it's better to be alarmed! The game is going on without a problem!

Nice follow. An audience that realizes it's going to be a dirtier game than I thought, leaks an amazing screaming voice.

I can hear you blaming Lord Georges for his ambush, but it's no problem. I also make good stockings of obscene things.

Even with the same weapon, Sir Georges, who is slightly ahead of time due to the difference in reach, takes the lead again.

This time, I got two shots at my right wrist from the lower razor. Release your right hand from your spear to dodge it, but at the expense of it, you lose control of your weapon.

In that case, Sir Georges, who had stepped on us without our counterattack, would have launched a rush at once. This man is truly unforgiving.

If you continue to defend desperately, Ser Georges will shorten his breath and blunt his attack.

Alternate attackers.

Quickly, push your hand into the hidden pocket at the waist and throw the vial between your fingers with your wrist snap.

The aggressive attempt to prevent it was a brilliant reaction, but the weapon assumed to crack and scatter the contents, so it makes no sense.

"Ahhh!? This is... a blindfold! Sir George was also Sir George, but Ash-kun was also Ash-kun.

I'm sorry, but you're still making a merciful and forgiving choice.

Sometimes it's just a game, and the contents are well handled. It's just sand. I think there is a risk of blindness if it is a special tear.

With the sand on Sir George's face, he shook his spear down the stairs. I'm going to fall here and decide on a match, so it's a strong vibration.

But the plan was crushed. A spear swinging down the stairs can be stopped by Sir George's feet.

The excessive vibration turned into vengeance. The spear slipped from my hand.

"Ouch!

As he hurried back, Sir Georges crushed one eye with tears, but confirmed that one eye was firmly open. At that moment, one eye was closed to avoid blindfolding.

Sir Georges, who took my spear, showed me how to kick it away from me.

I find a chance there, and I push into it to bounce back. Sir Georges is in an inadequate position to play with one foot. It's not a bad gap to penetrate.

Surely, Sir George's actions were a poke aimed at stopping me. Quick to get out, but no waist, a light hand-held blow.

On the other hand, I stepped in with the momentum of time, grabbed Sir George's spear while turning my hips, and threw it back with Sir George's spear.

Even if there is a physical difference, there is a difference in posture so that it can be ignored.

Sir Georges gives up holding the spear. If he remained in his grip, Sir George's wrist would have been hurt by the twist of the thrust I went to.

It's a very quick decision.

While the situation reversed, I held the spear and Sir George bare hands, Sir George jumped into my spear, which he kicked earlier, and grabbed.

There was no chase, and the situation returned and stared at each other.

"Oh, that's a terrible offensive! It's full of dicks who want to wonder if they're really willing to play! A real battle, a real battle! Or should I have asked these two to do something special?!

Cheers came back from the host's cancers.

All right, all right, it worked.

So far, everything has been prepared.

In other words, it is called eight hundred long. I had a meeting with Sir Georges in advance and had a few sneaky exercises.

It's just a special act. I think we can appeal that the actual battle is not enough to entertain our customers and to be in line with Mr. Itsuki's purpose.

But that's the end of the meeting. There was no time left, so I couldn't.

Well, I think we've made enough showrooms for each other, and I'd like to ask you to do it in the right way.

When I saw it in my eyes, Sir Georges nodded a little.

From here on out, it's a scriptless pussy. Let's do our best not to hurt each other.