I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

When I got to Megido's waiting goal from Crowe's place, the cheer greeted me.

The storm of voices that shook the air, many of which praised me, was somehow itchy, and then a strange feeling that made my heart hot.

"... we lost, kite. It was a good fight. Thank you."

"No, it's me. Thank you."

Megido, who looks humanized, and I shake hands in honor of each other's good fight. Something like this... after everything you've done, shake hands with the person you fought for.

I didn't belong to middle school high school and athletic club so I can only imagine, but maybe I call this kind of thing youth...... 21 already......

"Speaking of which, Mr. Megido. Mr. Bacchus told me, 'What do you want to teach me'?

"Ah, right. I'll tell you more about it... at the banquet. The banquet starts at 8: 00 p.m. Until then, enjoy the festival again."

"Ha ha... ok"

In the end, it seems that what Megido intends is that it will be an evening banquet... I mean, that banquet, my participation decided? It's a decision, isn't it? Yes, I know.

Well, I was the first thanks to BlackRank perks, but there might be other challengers to Mr. Megido, and is that reasonable in a way later?

With that in mind, the course provided for the arena disappears and goes back to normal.

"Incandescent three-bottle battle. It was the challenger, Mr. Kite, who won the brilliant! No. That was a great fight, wasn't it? Mr. Faith. '

"The last Kai was hot and cool - Kai! It's me! Feed me!!

'Aha, haha... eh, and now for once, a big round of applause to challenger Miyamakite!

... As usual, Mr. Faith, it's too much. But stop saying that dialogue with loud magic, because it's super embarrassing!?

'Well, here's one battle over...... big battle still holding off'

"... you're going to start"

...... yeah? What is that, this tingly air?

'Well, the battle from here... evacuate the weak-hearted. Seriously, you're going to die.'

"... this is not a level of killing."

Explosive magic blows from all over, alongside a grunting sound, shaking the arena loudly. That's more like an earthquake, with cracks all over the arena.

Huh? Wait a minute? WHAT THIS...... WHAT WILL BEGIN!?

"... Now we will be hosting the Grand Prix for Mr. Kate's production of clay craftsmanship!!

Moments later, a number of shadows popped up in the arena.

Clos wrapped in black smoky magic, Isis so scattered with the magic of blue and white death even this, and Lilywood with a tired expression.

Mr. Shiro, wrapped in quiet but brilliant magic, and Mr. Kronoa, with the same expression as Mr. Lilywood, the life of a serious face.

Chris and Ragna stand fearlessly against such a cage-like arena of beasts. Mr. Eden has descended from nowhere.

... No, wait a minute!? Are you all serious? Akan, this is really going to destroy the world...

'Gentlemen, I'm motivated. The general public is open to participants as well...... Seriously, it's dangerous, so please join us'

'Hey? No. I'd like to join you too...'

'Mr. Faith, join us here. I'll be joining you from this live seat. "

'I see, Roger!

No, no, really wait!? Everyone is very motivated... but the prize is that 'sad creature'!?

Give me a break...... why is everyone fighting over my black history? Whoever wins isn't hell......

'Oh, yeah, yeah. What will Mr. Kite do? Do you want to join?

"… do"

If this happens, no matter what, I have to win and recover my black history...

'... are you okay?' If you can't change hands more than a thousand times a second, it won't be a battle 'at least...'

"... what's that, scared"

What, was that such a monster competition? The participants are just unusual?

Clamoring at Alice's words, Crowe and Isis were chatting about whether it was practice at the edge of their gaze.

... That's crazy, right? Why 'tip disappears from elbow' when swinging it down? Why don't you just "I can crater on the ground"?

"Ooh... awesome battle! All right, I'm in too..."

"Megido?"

"... oh, no, I knew I'd stop"

In that awesome air, Megido, a combat fanatic, also tried to join the war... but when he was glanced at by the clo, he immediately sat down.

Mr. Megido feels very submissive only to Cro.

No, now it's better than that...

'Well, it's a hosting...... be aware that this' one who wiped out the arena 'is disqualified'

Haven't you ever heard of such caution? No, the fact that there are quite a few people who can do that is an anomaly in itself!?

Thus, the battle with Mr. Megido ended... and the Games of the Phantoms were curtained.

Dear Mother, Father - Difficult to leave and difficult again... may be a little different, but I didn't think this was going to happen. Besides, we're working on this - because it's my black history!?