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

"Hey -! Let me through! There's plenty of seats available!

"No, you can't. This is a seat for the people involved, go over there."

"It's the people involved! Ohh! Let me in, too!

As I watched the two projected, I heard a girl from the aisle side.

Me and Lue looking at something. Then there, I was staring at this one like I expected something from the face I saw.

... Well, those guys have decided to compete in the main tournament, and naturally they'll need explanations.

"Vio proper...... who was it?

"You're Mr. Dawson. Guards, please let them through, we're friends of the contestants."

Copy that, sir.

Yes, Mr. Dawson and Mr. Vio, who used to act with Mr. Kai at the training facility, came here.

Perhaps neither of you knew about Mr. Kai's disguise.

Especially to Mr. Vio, he comes stuffed here with a very regrettable look on his face.

"What do you mean? What position are you in, brother? I kind of said earlier that the commander-in-chief was going to cancel his tournament appearance or something!

"I'd like you to explain something to me too... is Kai that... is he a good man or something...? I've gotten pretty familiar with it."

What shall we do... I resent you, Mr. Kai... it's a sentence for an overnight hug...

"Kai-kun is Kai-kun. They said I shouldn't be in the tournament, but I guess I couldn't stand it?

"What do you mean you can't leave?

"I guess it's because Kai-kun, like me, has silver... Look, I can't hold silver, but it's only 'like'"

"Mmm... then I can't get revenge on your brother. I'm losing at a training facility."

"Hey, more than that... wouldn't it piss me off? You're not getting disposed of, are you? I have a little girl..."

"It's okay, Kai-kun must think we're friends."

Lue deceives the two of us. Oh, wasn't I cool, too?

You seemed a little disturbed.

"Right, Kai always seemed to enjoy talking about you two. Perhaps that's why you have your conscience blamed for breaking the rules."

"Oh really... I hope so"

"Leave me alone and go to the tournament! I'll personally get revenge later."

Moya Moya just slightly fades to the appearance of the two who seem noisy and entertaining.

Oh, well. Did Kai really show up like that because she felt guilty about continuing to deceive herself around her?

If that includes just a little, just a little guilt for my 'no' words, so... I knew I wouldn't forgive you. That's a commuted sentence and a spinal tickle sentence.

The two men, who regained their composure, take their seats together and turn their gaze to the battlefield.

We are distancing each other, and we are hitting each other's gaze without being slight.

The projectionist conductor over the sky shows the two of us greatly.

A black sword, presumably made of witchcraft, Kai holds a single-edged sword about a metre across the blade with one hand.

In contrast, Mr. Riccial is equally immovable while holding the silver axe spear horizontally against the ground.

The look on each other's faces, both unchanged. Richard from Poker Face, who doesn't make you feel emotional enough, and Kai, who stares at a point to observe something.

I can't hear anything wild or cheering because that tension has reached all the audience seats, and when I realize it, I can't even hear a commentary like it did today at Leue's game.

and at that time, once again, people were heard from the aisle.

"Ko, this is! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I want to watch the game quietly, so come here. Can I come through?

"Ha! We currently only have friends of the contestants!

Looking back, there's a rash like that: Mr. Oink and Mr. Il, and Mr. Leila.

They're supposed to have VIP seats, too, so why the hell?

And it turns out that two people, Mr. Vio and Mr. Dawson, who don't interact with these three people, completely solidify.

... you're pathetically upset, Mr. Dawson.

"Oh... did I interrupt this?

"Oh, it's oink. Come on, come on, look, it looks good."

"... excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt this..."

Seeing the two of you makes me seem sorry for just a moment for the look on Mr. Oink's face.

And having received such a gaze, Mr. Dawson also tries to take a seat as if fleeing.

However, Mr. Vio didn't even look like that, he just stared at a point with his expression stretched.

"Les, Lady Leila......"

"Oh, isn't it Master Vio? You were crossing this continent."

Apparently, you looked familiar. Both she and Leila are from Sardis, and with as much strength as Vio, they would have been driven out by VIP escorts.

"So, why are Mr. Oink and the others here? Of course I'm glad we could watch the game together."

"I'm suddenly sorry. As a matter of fact, I tried to give a commentary, like the other day, but I was bitterly complained about what I would do myself, and if I moved to the VIP table, now that..."

"I'm sorry...... for my father and associates"

Mr. Oink said that the elves from Sardis who were watching Rue's battle the other day pursued intensely and were unable to calm down and watch the game.

Probably had trouble with the hair color again.

Or... have you even said that you want to hire Leila as your exclusive escort?

I've already heard that Leila is changing the color of her hair.

Then it is not strange to plot to entrust an escort while soothing the wind by placing a white rue on the side rather than having a strong force and hair color similar to that of white….

It's totally my delusion, but it would be a lot like this. At least you should see how slightly angry the look on Mr. Oink's face made him feel.

"Hey, now that the game's on, don't stand up and sit down."

"HI! I'm sorry"

Mr. Dawson, you totally missed the time to escape......

I don't know if it's comfortable.

The current situation of suppressing your powers and challenging your superior opponents using only your powers and moves that you have polished since you came here.

A strange feeling that doesn't resemble nervousness or fear, or a samurai tremor.

Should I call this comfortable, or...

"... you're not coming, Kai"

"Just how it works when you can stand so far in nature - the earth flashes violently"

Initial range attack the moment you move into breathing for conversation.

There is a limited way to avoid it, it should definitely escape into the air.

Release a flame with temperature firmly all over the sky with the other hand, still wielding the sword momentum, and at once take the distance to the edge of the field.

And we're still heading to a place where we can't see the other side with dirt smoke and flames.

"Ascension Dragon"

Bump in the flying moves and blow everything up at once.

Idiot, I'm not going to play a meeting honestly from the beginning.

The destructive power is still exceptionally falling because it is dampening its ability.

That doesn't matter from the size of the ground or flame you've decided - oh, you didn't drop any magic.

If you noticed, a flame hit a defensive magic barrier that would have been stretched out in front of the passenger seat, with fierce momentum spreading flames on the side.

"... if there were no barriers, it would have been a massacre..."

Exhaling relief at the fact that the magic activated from the enhanced magic also prevented me well, I turn my gaze again to the point where I unleashed a series of moves.

Ahead of the smoke cleared, there was a figure of Mr. Riccial, who had not even moved fine dust from his first position with his spear stuck to the ground.

Uh, the magic I read and unleashed when I fly up there is completely empty... doesn't sound like it.

His body surface is slightly glowing white. Probably the magic inherent to the Saint Knight.

The magical aftermath did seem to have reached him. Because I use a magic that protects me.

"Did you play the first blow, that range in an instant? No, I'm surprised. And I think I've prevented a third blow."

"... that's how I'm quite used to fighting. It's a lot like poking a void."

At that moment, I put my sword over my head and wave it as if something were going to come down,

Then again, there was a cock and a small sound, and a little sword of light rolled down in front of me.

"You want me to make you conscious in conversation? No, that's just beautiful and well-behaved, 'cause you can't name the strongest."

"Hmm, did you know this magic"

Holy Magic 'Ascaron'. I would definitely have eaten it if I hadn't noticed the white light on that body surface.

That is the counter-type auxiliary magic of letting a light sword fall over your opponent's head only once when attacked.

It is surprising that the number and size of swords falling is proportional to proficiency and produces enough holy swords to wrap around light, albeit small.

"Really, don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not trying to extensively annihilate you with my first hand."

"Right. And it's not over yet."

At that moment, he finally jumps out of the position where he first stood.

Too bad, there's just leftovers coming down.

"You're pretty gullible."

"I thought I felt the fever... you're really good at using the truth"

Well, this is what an outpost would look like.

Let's go, Mr. Richard. Not very popular.

Run out as hard as you can.

No matter how you stand upside down, he and I have a different range of weapon attacks.

I'm the one who has to invade the danger of jumping into the kill zone first.

But still, joyfully and courageously jump into the dead place.

Naturally, his sharp poke that I've been waiting for flies.

The moment you try to take it, its fierce thrust stops abruptly and turns into a sword that you can dislodge.

"Hmm!?

"Didn't you take it off"

Hurry away and rebuild your sword.

I can't get my hands numb. Definitely a full-fledged attack.

... weird, sure that was a poke. It's not a kind of attack that can be orbited trying to change things along the way.

Not to mention this power with an attack that should have changed along the way...... I can't solve it.

"Something's wrong with you, that."

"Hmm, correct -"

"Eh."

Step aside in a hurry to the magic of the Ascaron, which was also activated.

But he couldn't have missed that gap, and now he ran out with his spear wide open.

"Capture him!"

Dark magic interferes with the path. The darkness stretched out like crawling on the ground tries to capture his feet.

But he went from the ground to the darkness that crawled, and stabbed the spear, and let it be like a bar jump and dodge.

But that would be just bad.

'Cause they say it's a bad idea to run into the air.'

Use the primary swordsmanship 'Wavemotion' and head to him to fly the sword flash.

Air with only defense to choose from. Even if no fatal injury is inflicted, it is imperative to take damage in the aftermath.

But once again, this prediction fell off.

For a moment, depicting an incredible orbit, his body falls diagonally down with a cum.

As if you kicked an invisible scaffold.

... technology you don't know, right?

This is a pain in the ass when it really takes a lick.

"Oh, come on... aren't you and Richard mutually reinforcing, Kai..."

"Mutual? No, Mr. Dawson, your brother is being pushed slightly. You can see a rush in every move."

"Right, you must be confused by moves you've never seen"

From that moment when it began to move, a series of furious developments.

I finally take a breather and Mr. Dawson and Mr. Oink start talking.

I see...... you do still have plenty of room for Mr. Richard.

By contrast, Kai does look a little sweeter than in a hurry......

But I do. That sweetness comes from my absolute confidence in myself.

That mind that can also be taken as a chronic heart. But I'm sure it's only now, the last line.

Ahead of this last line, I'm sure Kai will show you.

I practiced every day, Nani with absolute confidence.