Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

Well, the Holy Knight, who had a complete heat runoff, is back.

But that initial reaction seems to have eagled the hearts and minds of everyone else in the venue besides thoughts.

Hey, gap is really important, isn't it?

If I had seen it as an unrelated person in general, I would definitely have been hit.

When it comes to promises, it's promises, isn't it, beginner knight?

But I like that.

"So it's going on! Mr. Leia, who works for one of the city's leading clothing stores, go ahead!

Oh, I thought it was all over now.

You did it for everyone, didn't you, I forgot?

Well, the next person to show up is your elderly sister. Two or three years older than me, just an adult woman full of adult charm.

Um, great.

"Then I will ask Mr. Leia a question. - How old are you?

First hand taboo.

It's taboo and sexual harassment to ask how old a woman is, but let me dare.

The host sister is suddenly in a hurry, but the person asked seems to have plenty of room.

"Hehe, are you interested in me? Yeah, it's gonna be Sanni this year."

"I see. I prefer older women, by the way, so I was also somewhat intrigued"

I'll be honest.

But with no expression.

"Next question, then."

"Um, please...?

I can blame the MC sister for finally making the comeback.

It's okay, I'll do it right next time.

"Shit, are you sure you can win this time?

Come on, how do you answer that?

This question, in a way, can give a negative impression no matter how you answer it.

Not to mention the woman who says she bled the royal family this time, and the appearance of our Holy Knight seems to be quite a turbulence.

"Well, I don't think it's a zero probability. I'd like to increase that number a little bit."

"I see, surely your numbers will be increasing"

Good, really good.

It seems humble and is a good answer to impress me that I am firmly aiming.

Rayce, who has already seen it in the judges' eyes, is also nodding at this.

Quite a doer, I saw he was stepping on that kind of number of occasions.

"Then here's the next question -"

In the end, she didn't make a single mistake that seemed like a mistake, and at the end of the day she said the same question as Lue, "If you love me passionately, I'll accept anything," and let the men in the venue ring their throats at once.

And the next person to show up was that woman that Reis credited as a 'good body', one of the threesomes who came to the stall on the first day.

Apparently, she belongs to the Adventurer Guild in this city.

"Then this is the first question. What do you usually do to hone yourself?

"I eat three meals a day and get a request every day to move my body. The secret is not to break your own pace."

"I see. Didn't you even show your face to those in the street contest the last few days?

"Hehe, I knew it was you. Yeah, I've been a little loose in the last few days."

I'll ask you a few mean questions, but they'll give you back at your leisure.

Again, she didn't make a mistake that seemed like a mistake, and finally I asked her the usual question, but she replied lightly, 'I don't know, something I haven't even had my first love yet'.

Uhm, is it the one called Saba Saba? This kid seems pretty highly regarded, too.

"Now, please:"

And show up, probably the youngest girl this time.

... Let's just leave that question alone.

"Can you tell me how you got into this tournament?

"I want money. So, buy a new magic book, study it, and one day you will be taught the Wang Dynasty."

The venue is having trouble reacting due to too many honest answers.

But "King's Herald"? Sometimes I hear this, but apparently this is about massive magic and swordsmanship being mastered by royalty and people close to it.

Or so.

In the first place, most of the game-era moves have not remained in this day and age, only something somewhat degraded is transmitted among adventurers, knights, and people involved in battle.

And many of those moves can't be mastered without actually experiencing them and being willing to teach them?

Uhm...... can't you just get a higher level in your profession?

But in the first place, there's only one way to know a level by checking your numbers.

And there's no way that numerical strength determines everything.

But still, I can understand how convenient my [detailed appraisal] is.

The numbers are not absolute, but they are irrelevant.

... but I think there's going to be more places to diagnose me than those appraisable glasses were in Lue's warehouse...

"Don't you have the next question?

"Excuse me. Now what is your ideal female portrait?"

"Ideal... Virgin Oink is the ideal. That guy's wide-area bowing is comparable to magic, magic guidance, he's cool, he's beautiful, and he has no complaints."

"... I see, I understand very well"

Yah-uh. You're still not convinced, are you?

To her answer, the audience just nods that they are convinced.

The host woman also ends up saying, 'Everyone still answers that, don't they?'

"This is my last question, then. Do you think you can win this tournament?

That question seems impossible, so I'll take this as my last question.

Then she answered faintly this time without changing her expression.

"I definitely don't think I can"

"Why is that?

When I asked her back, she said something terrible.

No, as far as I'm concerned, naturally, I hope you know just fine.

"The first person seemed the strongest. Must be someone strong and gentle, like the Virgin. That's why I can't."

"... I see, thank you"

Nor, in a way, did she make mistakes that seemed like mistakes, which were always my pace.

But when I was listening, I thought, is it 'strength' = 'beauty' in her?

... Does that make sense?

Either way, this is the end of my role. Would you like me to take a special seat?

But when I got up, I heard a woman waiting for me.

... I knew it.

"Oh, that! Not yet."

"... well, was anyone there?

It's not in my eyes. Go home. Do you want to take first place by wielding power?

Look, I'm a kid who hates people all the way to the ground.

Are you sure you want me to ask you a question? Hmm?

I take off my monocle, take off my jacket, unbutton my shirt to the second, and sit back so that I can bring it to my seat.

I put my legs together on the table, and I get a fundamentally nasty look on my face.

"Oh, what's with that sudden?

"You see the responsiveness, don't you? People like you."

"Um, the last one..."

"You must be tired of seeing deacons, call them quick"

It is a completely gullible host sloppy.

But in fact, it's the usual thing to be polite.

Okay, well, how do I cook for you?

"Then it's the last one! From the Kingdom of Sardis..."

"Yes, first question. Why did you try to make it to this tournament?

Try to block it and bump the question.

With an unchallenged look to make it sound as uncomfortable as possible.

"Well... the neighboring continents told me to touch each other's cultures at all."

"Yes, this is not a place for national traffic or the social world - I'm bored, so I'll ask you the next question."

I am full of scum that makes me want to punch you.

She also moves a picky brow because she was just blocked from answering along the way.

"I'm going to try and talk about my worth in this place. - Hey. Oh, of course, answers like blood muscles, households and self-satisfaction are in the direction of none."

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Well, don't you answer anything?

What will remain of a human being blessed with blood muscles and family patterns when they suddenly disappear?

I guess I've never thought about that before.

Come on, come up with the answer. Inside or flesh, say its worth here.

I can turn my gaze from the jury seat like I'm going to stab this one to death, but I don't know.

"... it's this look"

"Heh, is it the contents of the tease?

"Huh... I don't know"

"Well, you just told yourself your inner value, didn't you? Is it hard for a lady?"

Some people may point out this question, Rhue who answered it instantly, as being over-conscious.

But it changes with the personality of the person who answered it and its content.

I don't think that's going to work negative, at least based on how Lue was at this tournament, and her answers then.

Honestly, it's the polar of inner circles, and the eight-win scattered scrutiny that hits unilateral evil feelings.

But still, I can't stop it. I'm not even willing to stop it.

"Then next. You think you can win this tournament?

"... I'm not saying I can't"

"I asked if I could."

"... when I can, I believe"

"Ahhh."

Now, even if it's time for magic to fly out of the jury seat, and the audience thinks this is a kind of performance, they still can't seem to wipe their anxiety off, and it's time to get into the last tightening.

I quickly correct my outfit, put on my monocle and put my posture back on.

You seem surprised by the transformation, but keep it up, I'll return to the tone and ask the last question.

"Well, I thought you had less chance of having a conversation with someone like this, and this is how you asked the question, how did you feel?

Then the woman, who looked exactly like a pigeon had eaten a bean cannon, opened her mouth slightly late.

"Very, very surprised. He seemed to be watching the review a little sweetly."

I finally howl and answer that with a reassuring face.

... how comfortable it would be if, at this moment, you were slapped in the rumble of falling to the bottom of the earth again.

"Really? Finally, then, values are different people, and there are different people. So I hope you can feed on this."

I finished my last words with an expression of disdain and abomination from the bottom of my heart, and now it was time for me to go to my special seat.