I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

"Last night, Satti learned the magic of recovery."

Report to everyone at the breakfast table. It's a home dining room, and the only family I have right now.

"Hey, you're amazing"

"But it's only a small heel."

"Still, it's a huge advantage that the avant-garde can use healing magic. Even a minimal heel can connect broken bones or stop bleeding."

"It's only the fourth day since we started practicing, isn't it? If you're with Massal, does it even come with an acceleration of mastery?

"I don't know about protection, but here's my hand with a knife"

"" "Oh" "

I was hammered when I tried to explain, cutting my hand with a knife.

Anyway, it is now the gladiator tournament in front of us.

The second day of qualifying is a mini tournament for eight, winning three fights and competing in the main game.

I'm sure Satie will be fine, but the opponents are a bunch of fiends who passed the qualifying round. And unlike yesterday, you can't even tolerate a single loss from here.

I also came with Sati today to see a bulletin board outside the arena to see the combination.

Satti is in the third group. In order to adjust the number of people, there seems to be a seven-member group, but Sati's group is eight in full.

The odds are eight times higher. One defeat sounded like it, and there was a one and a half times as many. Looks like they're seeing this guy pass the qualifying round. Other athletes also have large housekeeping odds.

I also looked for number 776. The passengers at the same venue were not in the same group as they could be separately sorted, and were in the first group. His name is Armand. Odds are 4.2x. I'm not going to punch you for missing out on three wins. I knew why right away. I have 1.1x in the same group. His name is Francesca Stringer. Does it mean that you name your full name?

"Is it Master Francesca? He was the winner last year."

The captain of the elf was familiar. They check it every year from the qualifying round.

Francesca Stringer. Affiliated with the Kingsguard Knights. Duke's warrant. I don't have the right to inherit the throne, but I'm the current king's niece. Last year, he won the tournament at the age of fifteen with a weak crown. From an early age, he shows the genius of the sword and has two names: Heavenly Gift, the one who inherits Kensei, and so on.

"You must be a winning candidate again this year. I think it will be Lord Satti's biggest obstacle. It's a tough bet at 1.1x if you qualify, but that's not funny, and I'm not buying it."

"Weren't those people exempt from qualifying?

If you are A-ranked or have a track record, qualifying should consist of a waiver and a main match.

"So is that right?

When I asked at Sati's reception, I immediately found out. I signed up critical, so it looks like I was just exempt on the first day but joined from today's qualifying round. The one in the same group is unlucky.

"Well, first of all, qualifying."

"Right. Master Satti is eight times too delicious!

Captain, they're putting it all up to Sati this year. I'll do the same.

Sending Satti out and being guided by Mr. Elf was a reasonably good seat in the front row. They also have superior chairs and desks in relaxed box spaces.

"We work with the tournament, so we get good seats."

Rain clouds with water spirits if it rains. When the occasional bowman competes, he surrounds the venue with wind spirits and does not pass the arrows. A craftsman who cannot be imitated by ordinary mages.

There is also a VIP seat directly above this seat, which, if anything, turns quickly into an escort. Mr. Elf seems to be much trusted by the Royal Government.

"I've been working in this capital since I was king of previous generations, and now His Majesty is much cuter than I was when I was a child."

Instead of one another...... every time, I can't read the age of the elves. But even if you look young, if you're a captain, I guess you're not under 100.

"If King Albrecht knows his concubine, too. Did you come in here about 20 years ago?

"Yes, Master Lilia. That's about it."

Titos answers.

When I was a prince, I had an excursion to the mountain, and I stayed in the elves for about a month. The captain of this elf followed him as an escort at that time and seemed to be much more intimate with the king.

"Oh, that's good. I'll greet you while you're in King's Landing."

Ellie said something outrageous.

"Let's not..."

It's not like there's any benefit to it where I said hello, it'll just be a hassle.

"Hmm. If that's what Massal would say. I never intended to see you as a concubine."

"If we're going to get nobility, we're going to have to meet sometime, right?

"It doesn't have to be now."

It's not a matter of nobility or certainty.

"But Master Masal. If Lady Francesca could leave, I think the king would be able to see the game, too, right?

That's what the captain says. The seat in that case is directly above here.

The king is talking about his youngest sister and her daughter and niece, Francesca, who is very cute and is bound to come and watch the game.

"Then you can't just say hello."

Anyway, if you're going to visit the royal palace or something, if you don't even say hello at this distance, that would be pretty rude...

Uh, something's hurting my stomach.

"Oh, it looks like you see the king. That's a lot earlier today."

If you think it's more sloppy up there, it looks like the King's line has arrived. A slightly knightly man from the VIP table peeks his face over here and waves. The captain waves back. Do you know her face?

The reason for this was quickly found out. Dear Francesca, It seems the first game of the first set, the first game.

"My stomach hurts. In the bathroom......"

"I won't miss it."

Ellie caught me.

"[Heels]. You're gonna be okay for a while now."

Ann's magic soothes her stomach aches.

"Paula, touch me first."

"Yes, Master Lilia"

At the instruction of the captain (Paula), one of the elves heads to the VIP table with the king.

"Then let's go. Why don't you just say hi?"

"The king is a warm man. There's nothing to worry about."

"As usual, Masaru can snort enough. And keep your head down, okay?

"If you really don't like it, you can wait."

I really... I'm not so sure. It's too much for me to say that I don't like anything if it's just a greeting.

Let's get ready.

"Okay."

Probably will be done soon.

Will caught my eye looking at this one with fluency.

"Will, are you coming too? Let me introduce you to him."

"I'm a mediocre adventurer and I have no reason to behave like a king, just my brothers."

I can't think of a reason to take this guy unless I thought about it for a second but even rose him to be a prince. There's no way I'm taking you on the road.

Just a few climbs up the stairs, and it is already the king's seat. The supreme power of the absolute kingdom. I don't like it. If you order him to snap his neck, he'll probably pass through.

The truth is that such lawlessness doesn't seem to be the case, and you don't seem so worried because it means you're a warm person, but I'm pretty sure you should try not to piss me off.

Exactly the VIP seat reserved for the King. There is about five times as much space as the box provided for the elves, and a good number of people are gathered.

"Oh, Paula! You've been showing up for the last few days, haven't you?

"Yes, a guest came from the inside. Let me introduce you."

The first is a greeting from Liliane, a good friend of the Old Known.

"Is this... Princess Liliane?

Long time no see, Prince Albrecht.

"I miss that name. Yeah, hasn't it been 20 years? Lord Liliane is no different."

If it was 20 years ago, would Lilia be about 10 years old? Haven't you grown much since then?

"You're old."

Is there about forty kings who laughed at Lilia's rude words? He looks like a normal middle-aged uncle. The clothes and products are good, but they are not particularly vivid, and the walking there is so indistinguishable.

"You still deserve to be human. So who are the people behind it?

"My husband and my family."

I had no choice but to step forward, kneel, and bow my head. Everyone knelt after me, too. Lilia remains standing.

"Masal Yamanos. We are adventurers"

As far as elves are concerned, it seems natural to bow our heads, depending on whether we get to our knees or not, but we are subjects living in this country. Thank you must be decent.

"Man, that's with adventurers, too. Yamanos... it's a family name I won't ask."

"I'm afraid I'm just a civilian, my king"

"Marry an elf princess while she is a civilian adventurer? This smells like romance."

"Mm-hmm. My concubine begged me to be my wife."

"That must be very detailed!

Nor was he allowed to return downstairs, and a seat was set aside next to the king to sit down. Except for me and Lilia, it's a different table.

I told you to just say hello softly!

You said I should be snorting!

But there's nothing I can do to complain in my heart. There seems to be plenty of time to talk until the game starts.

Or do you mean stay here all day today...?

The great people around the king and my family will introduce you.

On the king's side, to the prince after the king, to the dukes and wives of the parents of the example Francesca. And then there are some great people like ministers. There are also many guard knights deployed around.

Next is Lilia's status report. The king seemed to grasp quite accurately the damage of the battle inside the elf, but was surprised to learn how remarkable it was in fact.

And as Lilia tried to talk about her taming with me, she cheered in the arena. Looks like the game is about to start.

"Preliminary group one, game one!

The match venue is directly in front of the VIP table. Four match venues are properly built into the arena today. A newly built stone stage about 20 cm high on the earth ground. Will it be more than ten times larger than yesterday's ring? It's big enough to avoid slapping.

I cheer again. Two swordsmen went up to the game field.

The little girl would be Master Francesca. The other one is a jerk.

I have a standard size sword and buckler, leather armor is very normal, and the helmet is held aside. Thin hands and feet. Normal girl about a little taller than Satie. Glossy long dark hair. Beautiful girl with green eyes who looks strong in will.

There is an atmosphere. But it doesn't even look so strong. With a gorilla-like body and a fairly large two-handed sword, the opponent looks stronger. If they hit me with that, it wouldn't matter if I pulled a blade or anything. I'm dying of a broken bone in one shot.

Francesca wears a helmet. Check how the helmet is worn, wave the sword gently one by two and nod to the referee, and you're on! and it took a signal to start.

The venue quiets down. One, two steps. Francesca packed in between. Opponent takes a step back.

What, are you under pressure? to a girl opponent so she doesn't weigh half as much as this.

Francesca accidentally dropped her hips and flew towards her opponent. Fast.

But there's enough distance. The opponent wielded that great sword sparingly and rolled out his sword to match Francesca's trajectory.

Hit it. At the moment you think so, avoid the flutter and the sword and jump into the opponent's nostalgia in a dancing motion.

The two staggered - as Francesca twirled and half-rotated, the opponent broke his knee and fell to the ground.

The battle was momentary, but the bigger one wasn't so weak. The sword speed of the Great Sword was quite something, and he was jumping in and deciding that the sword couldn't make it, putting out a sharp low kick from close range. But it also ended with a blow to the neck muscle.

I let Low-Kick's evasion and lethal sword trident be done in a series of even elegant moves. Indeed, at the age of sixteen, the weak crown makes you feel so gifted, a swordsman who deserves to be called Heavenly.

Which is stronger than Satti after all?

Even if the speed is mutual, the power and stamina would be Satti. I don't have much strength in that physique. Satti is also small but has less than half the power with status and skill boost.

"I wonder which is stronger than Sati"

"You don't know until you try."

"Are you that strong?

Yabe, I forgot I have a king. I was responding to Lilia naturally.

"Yeah, well, Satie's already strong."

"Hmm. When's the turn?

"It's the second game of three sets. I think it's about to start."

When the king asked the servant who was holding back behind him, an immediate reply returned. After Lady Francesca's game, the game has also begun at other venues. Satti is supposed to be in the third game venue. From here it's just the other side of the arena. It's a little far and hard to see. I have eagle eyes, so it doesn't matter.

Sati was... there.

"That little one over there, yeah, it is. It's that beast man."

Teach the king by pointing his finger as well.

"You're really small."

I asked him if he was strong. Well, you have to see how strong Satie is. Almost 100%, insulted.

The previous game was soon over and Satie's order came around. The opponent is a spear.

Speaking of which, what were you doing practicing spear opponents? Wouldn't that be a little bad...?

I saw this one before Sati went on the stone stage. I kind of nod because I had eyes. Satti turned forward and went up to the playing field.

Signal of initiation. The spear holder is moving the spear into small pieces with the spear protruding long in the front to intimidate him. Will the spear be about 3m long? It has an iron tip on the tree pattern. It seems rounded, but if it gets poked properly, it's going to make about a hole in my belly. Blah, blah, blah. Make it a sword. Make it a spear, I don't think there's any danger at all just because there's no blade. There were quite a few serious injuries yesterday.

Satti moved. I go in between the spears softly and pay lightly for the spearsman poking that reacted to the motion and immediately fall back. But after that, the spear came forward. Release the punch in a row. Satti is well judged as he retreats, but is on the defensive side with a spear break and a small poke.

But it's not a real move yet. It's like it's right for them...

Satti moved. Pushing forward at once. The spear man pays the spear to the horizontal girdle, but is stopped by Satie's shield, who packed the intermission - the spear man knelt when he stopped moving. I'm keeping my shoulders down.

"What happened?

"Finally, you've got a blow in your shoulder."

I didn't seem like a king. I can see the details with eagle eyes, but it's a little far from here.

from the top of the leather protective gear, but if you eat at that speed, your bones will be completely shattered and you won't be able to fight anymore.

Immediately the winner was told and the cleric was treated.

"That's pretty strong. That's eight times the bet."

Ah. I forgot to bet...