Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

Out of the entrance space is room 316 of the accommodation. It's the original place. Daniela is still hungover and gussy.

"... yeah, same as two weeks ago"

The feeling seems crazy, but, well, I guess I'll just have to get used to it.

Well, when I got back, I just dived into bed. Today is the first day of qualifying for the Imperial Sword Martial Arts Association. Maybe there's a big opening ceremony, and then we qualify. The opening ceremony starts, but maybe around 10: 00, I have the soul nerve to step in and get some sleep. Daniela sleeps with a wrinkle between her eyebrows. I'll have to wake you up later...... oh but I'm really tired...... my sleeper is arching my hand......

"Huh... just a little... just a little..."

In the first place, I repositioned the pillow. I stopped fighting the sleeper.

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You should sincerely think it's good to have a regular life. I took a good nap and woke up at 11: 00. I slept about 8: 00, so maybe 3 hours...... yeah, I don't have enough sleep.

But the guy who looks strong in the qualifying round wants to check it out, so I got out of bed and came to one, the martial arts venue, the "Radilia Schwein Arena". They say Daniela is ill and absent.

At the entrance to the arena, the entrance process is still exhaustive, but the contestants can enter from another row. Sounds like a circle entrance.

"Good Morning"

"Good morning. Are you a participant?

"Yes."

I'll take Steca out.

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Name: Boss Morning Mist

Race: Human

Occupation: Adventurer (Rank: A)

Two Names: Silver (Ginsui)

LV: 89

HP: 880/850

MP: 835/835

STR: 463 VIT: 481

AGI: 936 DEX: 482

INT: 455 LUK: 39

Possession Skills: Instrumental Poverty (-), Legs of Divine Wolf (-), Eye of Divine Wolf (-), One-Handed Swordsmanship (9/10), Daggery (6/10), Skills (3/10), Bow (2/10), Great Swordsmanship (6/10), Sign Sensing (8/10), Sign Blocking (4/10), Night (5/10)

Possession Magic: Ice Magic (9/10), Water Magic (8/10), Fire Magic (2/10)

Order Quest: Emperor Sword Martial Society Main Battle

Party Contract: Daniela-Vilsilf

Equipment List: Protective Equipment

Head - None

Body - None

Arms - None

Legs - None

Foot - Leather Shoes (Boots) from Earthlizard (Sandrizzard)

Weapon - Armored Demon Sword (Gram Panzer)

- None.

- None.

Clothing - Fantasy Cotton Black Dyed Shirt

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"... Yes, I'm fine. Were you a contestant in this battle?"

"Yeah, well."

"Good luck"

"Thank you"

This is how Steca's order quest is labeled 'Emperor Sword Martial Arts Party Main Battle', so we need Steca. This will handle admission tickets. Sounds like a circle ticket.

We'll go in another row, but we'll end up in the same venue, and our athletes will see it from their regular viewers' seats. Will there be another measure for famous athletes or something...... if they were popular they would give it back.

"Yikes! Lady Adoras!

"Turn around!

"Dear Adoras... honorable...!

Ooh, there still seems to be a popular crowd. Apparently an athlete named Adras. Which......

"Wow..."

The handsome man was waving casually. Gracefully while showing white teeth. Wow... you look like a prince... honorable...

"... hmm?

It has characteristics of interest. White, platinum hair.

"Eyes... gold"

Is it a white elf...... I guess a white elf. I've never seen a white elf other than Daniela... I see, will the normal white elf eyes be golden? Daniela's eyes are beautiful green because of her unique skill called "New Green Eyes". The colour is very beautiful on a thin pigmented body, but Daniela with golden eyes is also... honorable.

Adras and I also have white personal clothes and a generally blurred line and no grasp. I mean, it's dazzling and it hurts my eyes. I don't know if it's part of the operation or if it's for religious reasons. Let's just add it to the caution list. Adoras, white elves, handsome, honorable...... and.

Well, it looks like the opening ceremony is just over when I arrived, and the emperor who gave the opening address pulled in. If it was a shota-like emperor or something, it would be like a comic book, but the way I saw it was a magnificent man. Looks awesome. It's still active. There's going to be an exhibition match or something after this militancy.

The beloved Emperor, His Majesty, exits and walks in a calm venue, somehow securing an empty seat. Next door is a fine matcho brother. On the other hand, she's a gray-haired girl.

"... that? Mr. Lemonfrost?"

"Yes? Ah!

I knew it. Lemon Frost =... what the hell.

"It's Lemon Frost-Grasilf! Mr. Asagi is a forgetful boy, isn't he?

"No, I'm sorry. Long time no see. How are you, sir?

"Yep, because energy is the only thing that matters!

She is an alkaloid guard, a wetland town. I want to go to Imperial City, but I don't have a vacation. Black corporate thing. It's an ash elf for the Guard.

"Is your job good?

"Yes! Because I quit!

"Huh."

You quit!... No, I think it would be good because it was pretty black with no time off or something...

"With sunshine and freedom, I became an adventurer for more freedom!

"Heh, are you an adventurer? That's good."

"Yes! Heh heh, thank you for your guidance whip, right? Senior Asagi."

"Oh, yes."

I'm a boss morning fog and adventurer who suddenly had juniors. I became A-ranked the other day.

I couldn't grasp the distance and my cheeks were clutching. A cheer popped in my ear and my heart bounced.

"Hey, what!?

"Preliminary qualifying will begin!

Gazing into the venue to the voice of junior Lemonfrost, the center of a wide arena, lined with many powerful men on a one-stage, high-circular stage. Perhaps that's the A-group player. According to what I heard during the entry, about 200 people fight for the main battle in this tournament. We're going to split those 200 people into four groups, so that's about five, maybe 50.

"Today's qualification is for the G to E rank. The winning man among them is in the main battle!

"... What is this? Are there any other rank qualifiers?

"Yes, you can participate in competitions from E to A rank. You can't compete above that, and the venue won't keep you."

"Heh... you mean you were able to participate critically"

"What, are you A-ranked Senior Asagi?

"Ranked up during this time"

"Awesome......! He's a famous athlete!

"Hey, haha..."

A certain question arose that I was laughing in the light of Mr. Lemonfrost's Yoisho.

"Hey, Mr. Lemonfrost."

"Lemons are fine."

"Bye, Mr. Lemon. Does the main battle take place at every rank?

"No, the qualifiers are rank-by-rank, but everyone is in the game."

"Isn't that low rank unfavorable?

Occasionally won G-ranked players vs. almost A-ranked critical A-ranked players, fi! How can it just seem like abuse?

"Is it a tradition around here?"

"Tradition?"

"Yes. He said the first winner of the Imperial Sword Martial Society was a G-rank adventurer. And whoever got rich betting on that Giant Killing became a nobleman and kept his name. There's something flavorful about enjoying a situation like this: 'I don't know what's going to happen'!

"I see... so everyone's expecting a low-ranking player to compete in this game."

"That's the thing!

Giant killin 'hey... is that why I could get knocked out if I'm in good shape too? I have to check this out in a good mood. I swore to my heart that I would never lose by squeezing my hands.

"Ah, here we go!

The moderately scattered adventurers begin to fight each prey in their hands as they raise their faces to the voice of Lemon.

The Emperor Sword Martial Arts Association has begun.