That's how game day finally came.
The match takes place by renting out a building for the sword tournament in Wangdu. It is a quite sized building used in large tournament finals, etc., with a soaked bowl-shaped seat for watching games.
When there is no sword tournament, etc., it is around a building that is idle, but today the knights were seen walking around.
The captain tries to participate as much as possible in the Northeast vs. Swordsmanship match, but the regular crew are free to participate.
Still, those who come to see the juniors of the same unit, who are simply intrigued or from one dormitory or another, are coming to see it, surprisingly in numbers.
One knight stood in front of the boys in the east quarters in a corner around such a playing field, shouting.
The knight, who was all-backing his golden hair with tons of hair conditioning, was turning his back and laughing in the same way that his hair turned behind him.
"Ha-ha-ha! At last, this is the time!
It's time to give the people of the northern quarters a taste of the humiliation of the triple defeat I've tasted! That first step!
I've been seeing terrible things ever since I thought about it. After that defeat, Elizabetta shook me, and then I failed to transfer to the First Knights five times, and I don't care how many more girls I hang out with, and even though I'm still single after 35, it's all about my father and mother lately asking me to marry whoever I want!
It's all because we suffered three straight losses in this game!
That's why I'm returning this three-losing humiliation to them today! And we're gonna get back the youth we lost because of this. Ah!
"Oh, Mr. Carnegis is freaking out again."
"Every year, how can that be so rough?"
"I even need that, he's a good cracker..."
"Something's happening to me. I'm starting to think it's almost midsummer."
A regular knight who wanted to go through passes behind him with a slightly shaken face.
But there is no sign that such a voice reached Carnegis' ear either.
"Okay! These are the best elites I've ever collected for today! They're coming! And let the humans in the northern quarters taste my humiliation!
I give instructions that I may wave my arms, but not many boys say yes. It just seemed to be spooked by the boys in the east quarters.
Just Luca and Lizil said, grinning and pointing their feet towards the match venue.
"Even if you don't tell me, we'll take you down with ease."
"There's no way we can put it all together."
To the two confidently lukewarm, Percil silently headed to the venue while fixing his glasses, followed by Kelio, Jerido and the other apprentice knights.
The knights in the captain's class had already gathered at the venue.
Among them was a knight in a mask, the figure of Ior. The captains knew that he was the king of this country, and even they felt a little nervous about his face.
In the meantime, there will be a man approaching who will be over 40 under them, one turn older than the other captains. Faces such as Nice Middle with a sinister beard were full of age-appropriate majesty, but what floated on that face was a mischievous grin like a boy.
"Long time no see, Iol"
When I saw him, not only the captain of each cavalry, but even Ior stood up and thanked him.
"It's been a while. Brother Zephas."
"Ha, stop saluting me, you're the same captain. I mean, I really have to use it better. Forgive me for being suspicious if I respect you too much."
The last one leaned over to Ior and whispered so the captains wouldn't sound surprised.
"I don't care. It's rather helpful."
Ior keeps talking in a respectful tone the same way.
This man was said to be the captain of the First Knights and a useful actor who rebuilt the country with the king, and in the alley he was a knight Zephas treated like a hero, just like Roy.
He is also a disciple of Caesar, who was serving as a guide to royal swordsmanship. He was a brother to Ior.
It's unknown around, but Ior can't stand learning swordsmanship as a prince, and he's had a serious apprenticeship with Caesar. And the period of being a disciple refused to be treated as a prince.
And the Caesars were earnestly treated as such.
So for Ior, Zephas takes a strong look at the aspect of brotherhood rather than the knight under his ministry. He was also a respected opponent.
"Sorry I'm late. As you may be asking, I have a child again. I was at the doctor's with Melissa. They say both mother and child are healthy."
"Finn tells me the story. Melissa seems to be doing well, more importantly."
He is now old and married, and he is in a state of semi-retirement.
The practice was partitioned by a knight named Finn, deputy captain.
For many years, marriages with friendly childhood tamers endangered children late in their age, but such worries did not matter. The couple had just had a third child.
"Ha, marriage is good. Iol, is it time you didn't have anyone in your mind, either?
Zephas leans back on his shoulder again and now speaks quite a whisper so that he can't even hear himself around. The look seemed a little worried about him after all.
But Ior returns it in the same voice as usual.
"No, because I still have something to do. Marriage is fine after that."
Zephas also seemed to understand the words, sighed a little, but never pursued them in depth.
Put your expression back into something pranky and talk to Ior.
"Speaking of which, I hear you have an apprentice knight at your place today. Is he a good guy?
Then there was a grin on Ior's face.
Seeing the gentle light dwelling in his eyes, Zephas looked unexpected. Though I didn't realize Ior.
The kindness he basically shows to someone is the kindness he shows to the people as a king or leader, and the kindness that comes from an individual's mood cannot be seen without stepping quite deep into his heart.
"Yes, he has great talent and a temperament worthy of a knight. The qualities are grassy, and in the present situation we have to turn around something close to the task behind us, but I want you to go to the surface stage and stand as one of the knights' representatives carrying this country."
Given Heath's qualities, there was no problem turning him around in the grass, and he was supposed to work his best out of that loyalty. Leaving such a book on the table in Heath was an indication of Ior's heart.
Seeing the look on Ior's face, Zephas laughed and showed it.
"Well, then I'm looking forward to today's game."
"Yes."
Ior nodded at it, too.