Isekai Ryouridou

Then, about half an hour later, we were finally led to the masquerade venue.

Flower decorations are also distributed at the reception desk at the entrance. A sign that red flowers are companions, and blue flowers are companions. Either color, this flower ornament was a statement of intent to decline the invitation to love.

When Georg-Zaza desired the blue flower ornament, the woman who was distributing it opened her eyes strangely.

"Um... excuse me, would you be my companion?

It is, of course, Tour-Din who stands in the place of George-Zaza. I hadn't heard much about it, but perhaps having an 11-year-old as a prom companion isn't a very standard thing to do.

"Hmm. Is there a problem too?

As Georg-Zaza stared back from the shadow of the dragon's upper jaw, the woman offered a blue flower ornament while losing a lot of complexion. Guess George-Zaza didn't mean to be awesome either, but he's got a lot of power that's no different than when he's wearing Gibba's fur.

Thus the nine forestside people, all received flower ornaments.

A guide with a roster hands on the door with a face like this. When it opened wide, the venue's stirring and enthusiasm came through.

"Dear Dali-Souti, Sheikh Mir Faye-Souti, Sheikh of the Forest, you are admitted."

A very elegantly suppressed cheer and applause greet both. There was nothing different about the steps around here than the last ball.

Next up is George-Zaza and Tour-Din, Sin-Luu and Lara-Luu, and Gazran-Rutim. They invite me to the venue in order, and Shingen is me and I-Fa.

Me and I-Fa also received a warm cheer and applause.

People's gaze is like they are concentrating on Ai-Fa, but that would be something of a natural dish. The pure white, brave and glossy eye-fa armor should be something wonderful who saw it. As far as I was concerned, I was as comfortable as a squire following a princess knight.

"Hmm. It didn't seem like it was a joke to let us all dress up like strangers."

Ey-fa stepped into the venue, and he just whispered to me. And I looked around and I said, "Right." On that occasion, all the people who looked really strange could wait.

At the wall, a group of young ladies dressed like water fairies had solidified. Just like Tour-Din, he's shimmering balls and maggot-colored feathers, fluffing and shifting his outfit full of frills.

There were also many people in samurai. After all, you are often the characters of myths and fairy tales, as well as royalty dressed in luxurious attire. The majority of those people also wore proper masks.

But there are people who looked even stranger than that.

It was quite an amazing look in a colorful all-body tight-like outfit, a man with a makeup like a clown, a man wearing a hooded cape like a wizard and a white mustache - a lady with gorgeous feathers like a quail, and a princess with a serpent wrapped around her body that was clearly a crop.

Today, we hear that fewer than a hundred regular invitees, plus nearly 200 squire, will be attending. Of those, I guess the other 80% are face-to-face. As cramped as it is to gather so many humans, this venue was spacious, but this is hard because all its attendees are in disguise. Somehow, it was as comfortable as having stepped into a psychedelic dream world.

Also, I guess sometimes when all these people get together, they still wear costumes. Some of them look exactly the same, while others are welcoming each other in separate places. The lady and others carrying feathers like peacocks were seen in excess of the fingers of both hands, and the knight in black armor, very similar to George-Zaza, could be seen with a glimpse.

However, no other person has so far been found as a knight in the woman's body besides Ai-Fa.

It may be a pleasure for a naughty lady to look like a knight, but is the hurdle still high? Besides, the lady in Castle Town, on the other hand, dares to expose her chest, hardly ever to her feet. In that sense, the Princess Knight Zelia outfit, whose thighs are rounded out, may not have been the fashion of yesterday.

"Hey, look at that one"

And i-fa pulls my sleeve.

I looked back at you, and I got a little carried away by accident. The beast man, wrapped in silver-gray fur all over his body, was walking in the venue with two legs, whilst scorching for splendid tenderness. The face resembled that of Huey, the silver lion with whom One of the Gamleys had taken him.

"Oh, is that real fur?

"Don't be stupid. If that was real fur, I'd sweat it without waiting a minute."

Ai-Fa had a frightened face.

Of course you're stunned by lion humans, not by me. Even for me, I didn't imagine people dressed so strangely waiting for me.

Besides, there is a suspicious mood in the venue.

The reason for this was quickly found out. The lighting in the venue was a lot of dazzling brightness for the castle town, and yet a thin blurry orange light.

Now it will still be about five moments down, so there is time until sunset. But all the lighting windows are blocked, and only the ceiling chandelier depends on your eyes. And I looked up over my head, and the chandelier was made of orange vitreous or crystal. Because it is something that can be watered down and delivered by the flaming light, the entire venue was fulfilled in a scenario that was surrounded by sunsets.

(I see. You mean how real the costume looks by reducing the brightness of the room)

Having judged it that way, I tried to distance myself from the insignificant eye-fa and put its entire body in sight.

but i = fa's impression hasn't changed much. Even under a brighter light, Ai-Fa was a fine figure who could not complain. If it was complete from the beginning, the lighting condition and so on did not seem to be an issue.

"... why are you leaving me, Asta?

"No, I just wanted to make sure you looked good."

Ai-Fa came slightly closer, blushing a lot.

"Fine, don't leave. Will they be left behind by the others?"

Dari-Sauti and the others were already calm in their outfits surrounding the table in one corner. Nevertheless, I guess it's still a standing party today. Seating is unprepared.

Me and I-Fa joined together, and a small surname wrapped around a green outfit like a dwarf in the woods approached me with a large basin in my hand.

"Excuse me. This will be white fruit liquor."

"Mm-hmm. I think it's too early to say booze, so it's cool"

"We will now bring you Alou's Tea"

The lowest surname walks away without sound, and another human being dressed exactly the same brings tea. Red brown tea glistened beautifully in a glass of vitreous glass.

From beyond people's stirring, we hear a relaxed, exotic melody. On the other side of the wall, the orchestra is playing. They were all dressed like clowns, too, hiding their faces with white makeup.

"No, that's really weird. It is surprising that such a lesson existed in Castle Town."

"Mm-hmm. But don't feel as if you're less rugged than your previous feast because of your unusual outfit"

George-Zaza and Dari-Sauti are exchanging words in a whisper. Mil Fay-Sauti was rinsing his tea with real royal elegance, and Tour-Din looked around in amazement.

And right behind me and Ai-Fa, Sin-Lu and Lara-Lu stand side by side. Lara-Luu, who had spoiled his mouth earlier, eventually spoke to Sin-Luu with a resolute face.

"Hey, dressed like that, Sin-Lu looks like a whole castle town person. It's like a nobleman."

"Uhm. Is that right"

"That's right. If it hadn't been for these flower decorations, the daughters of Castle Town would have come close again."

Lara-Luu is twisting Sin-Luu with a tight side. Staring back at it, Sin-Lew lowered his mouth "Right," he said.

"I was thinking the same thing. I appreciate this floral masterpiece."

"Heh, that's what I thought myself? You're so confident!

"Hmm?... Oh, no. I was thinking about Lara-Lew. Without that flower ornament, the men of Castle Town would come by like featherworms."

The red Lara-Lew in hair and costume was to be reddened to the face.

"Hey, what are you talking about? You're not my sister Vina or Raina, so there's no way I'm gonna stop by!

"That's not true. Lara-Luu is like a real princess.... I was relieved that when I opened my mouth it was the usual Lara-Luu"

Lara-Luu flattened Sin-Luu's chest with her hands as she blushed. Sin-Luu, as surprised, is opening the eyes of the slit length.

"If you tap with the power of Lara-Lew, this feast costume will break. It's made of cloth and wood."

"Shut up, already!

For what I do hear of the conversation, it was Sin-Luu and Lara-Luu as usual.

But I guess in the distance, he'll look like a real princess and a knight. Either way, it never seemed like such a good combination.

"Oh, this is everyone by the woods... thank you for hitting on me"

And I looked back because I heard something familiar, and there was a hunter with a bow and an arrow barrel on his back.

The flat hat has feather decorations and weaves fur vests. However, although the torso and leg coats were less decorative, they appeared to be wrapped in extremely fine silk, making them extremely stylish.

"What, if you think of someone, isn't it Raylis"

When George-Zaza raised his voice, the young hunter praised him towards you.

"It's a hiccup, Lord George-Zaza. Since the day we tried swordsmanship in a forest settlement?"

"Hmm. You look strange, too. Is that supposed to be a hunter?

"Yes, the story of The Wandering King, which will be a hunter's outfit to save a king lost in the Devil's Forest."

Knight Leiris becomes the hunter, and hunter George-Zaza becomes the knight. Is this what the flavor of the masquerade is?

Raelis grinned softly under its mouth in return for George-Zaza.

"You seem magnificent, above all.... How are you, too, Sphilla-Zaza?

"Oh. Looking for a son-in-law seems a little tricky.... you still haven't welcomed your partner?

"Yes, I must first restore the honor of my father's filthy house. Unless you do that, it will be difficult to welcome your partner."

"Humph," George-Zaza snorted as he clamped his arms together.

"You and Sphilla should give you a whole wedding. … so we can exchange words in peace again"

"Yes, I thank Lord George-Zaza for his care."

Nothing. I'm not careful.

George-Zaza turned that way like a child.

Leiris looks back at Sin-Lu as he smiles.

"Lord Sin-Lu is also a whisperer. Today, they're going to have a swordsman and swordsmanship test match in Wangdu."

"Mm-hmm. He's got a strange vibe, so he's restless."

"Is it an odd atmosphere... I haven't seen her yet, but I'm sure it's such a skill."

After stating so, Raylis clenched his mouth in a clenched manner.

"But if you are Lord Sin-Luw, who has also left Lord Melfrid, you should not be delayed by any opponent. We're looking forward to a great fight."

"I don't know what to expect, but hunters around the woods don't like to move in cramped outfits."

When Lara-Rue snapped her mouth with a flabby face, Raylis frowned at her anxiously.

"Ah... Could it be that you were at the Martial Arts Feast, the daughter of the Lew family?

"... then what?

"No, I totally looked different. The feast costume by the woods looked great, but the feast costume looks great on you."

Very often Lara-Lew blushes and jerks back Raylis' face.

"You know, didn't you learn that it's forbidden to praise the woodland ladies for murmuring?

"That, of course, is wanting. But is it also unacceptable to want to praise the feast costume?

Leiris was, rather, a tempting expression. Seeing that, George-Zaza snorts "Hmm" again.

"There's no way this Raylis is going to let the woodland women out. You've been praised for your banquet costume. Don't disturb me."

"What is it? You think I'm bad?

"I didn't even say it was bad.... Exactly. The women of Luu are no less than the women of the North and seem to be frightened. If you don't want to be bitten, don't slap me in the mouth, Raylis."

In the shadow of the dragon's upper jaw, George-Zaza seemed to have a serious face. I'm sure he's thinking of fulfilling his job as chief surrogate. It wasn't seen much at the last ball.

(And you seem to trust Raylis, too. Did the exchange of swords deepen the bond)

When I thought about it that way, my last name told me the name of a new visitor.

It was the face of the Count Dalaim family.

Paud the Lord, his companion Rittia, Addis the First Son, Polearth the Second Son, his companion Merrim - the same facial rash as the last ball.

They are also dressed in thoughtful attire. Polearths and others wore rash hats on their heads in exotic outfits reminiscent of ethnic costumes around Mongolia. And you also stuffed it in your tummy, which is originally plump, it looks plump and fatter than usual. Quite a humorous outfit.

People are cheering and applauding more than ever for the appearance of the Count's facade. In the meantime, Polearth, who noticed us, approached us with her mother and her partner.

"Hey, folks by the woods. Would you have liked your mother's prepared banquet costume?

"Hmm. Once again, I am very grateful that you have prepared a splendid banquet costume"

When Dari-Sutty responded that way, Rittia smiled satisfactorily, "Fair enough". Rittia was dressed as a lodger's grandmother and was quite adorable to have a big cloth wrapped around her head like a hoist.

"You guys look great. Especially if you... a real princess knight, Zelia, jumped out of the painting."

Ai-Fa responded, "I'm here," as he bit down his sigh.

Next to Rittier, Merrim also glows with pleasure. Merrim has a deep red color, like the fruit liquor of Mammalia, a fairy figure.

"Really, you look radiant...... we talked about this princess knight costume sleeping on the cupboard the whole time, right?

"Yeah, it is. Once upon a time, my sister made me tailor it, but she told me that she couldn't wear it, and I ended up in the costume room. The feast costume will be delighted to finally explore with its rightful master."

Littier, who has a small, plump, and very gentle look, is watching Ai-Fa with the kind of look she loves my child. Though I = fa kept a crisp look on his face, he stroked a fake knife pattern in a way that was a lot unsettling.

"See you later. We have to wait for all the attendees."

Polearths returned to his fathers with his two ladies.

In the meantime, now the visit of the Earl of Saturas family can be communicated. Furthermore, the Count Turan family continued, so it seemed that all the nobles of high rank had finally entered.

The Count Turan family consisted of only two members, Lifreia and Tolsto.

However, although his name was not given, a large knight refrains from replacing Refraia. I couldn't see my face because I was grating my cheeks, but apparently that was muscle.

Refraia is also a bright golden dress in her eyes, and Musul is also a stunning knight figure based on gold and white. Tolst was wrapped around a green hooded cloak, wrapped around the whole body with grass and a twisted wooden wand in his hand.

Next is the face of the Marquis of Genos.

That was just the lord, and the luxury of his feast costume was a sight to behold.

Malstein was wearing a flame like an upside down flame, and his outfit was summed up in red lineage colors. Yet something like a giant round shield is worn on his left arm, and he is as ambitious as a fighting god.

Mel Fried, who follows, is almost red-handed. He has an impressive wrap around his neck like a large collar wrap, stirring bright red hair like a lion's tenderness. Besides, he also wore a disc on his left arm, which was also bright crimson.

Eurifia, a mate, is a pure white banquet costume reminiscent of a wedding dress. Needless to say, its beauty showed that it was some costume holding something like a large silver chalice with both hands. The hair is set high and like a tower, hidden by a mask at the eye.

It was still the Odifia in white attire who was walking in its steadfastness.

Odifia is often wearing a white dress, but she is exceptionally lovable today. And on its back was a feather similar to that of Tour-Din, with a small silver liquor cup lowered at its waist.

"Lord Genos is the fire god Vairas, Lord Melfried is the sun god Aryl, and Eurifia is the moon god Eira, right? Princess Odifia is probably a fairy who is the family of the Moon God"

Raylis, who was still at the same table as us, explained that to me.

"This is an implicit lesson, but the costume of the Seven Little Gods is only allowed in the immediate lineage of the Marquis and the Counts. The Lord Genos must have been dressed as the Sun God before, but this time it seems to have been conceded to Lord Melfried."

"To give in?... Oh well. The patron saint of Genos is Aryl, the sun god."

"Yes. But, well, there is no arrangement in place that the lord must take on the role of the Sun God. The Sun God is a pair with the Moon God, so Lord Melfried and Eurifia must have taken on that role."

"I see," whispering suspicions rose in me.

"But didn't Aryl, the sun god, look like you had a horse's foot in the lion's face? That red blockage looks like a lion's tenderness, but it doesn't seem to match any other traits."

"The gods are equipped with some appearances. Lord Melfried's costume is when the Sun God comes to the battlefield."

After stating so, Raylis tilted his neck slightly.

"By the way, what is' good '? Is it the name of the beast that inhabits the home of Lord Asta?

"Oh, yeah. Looks like there's no such thing as a horse."

"Yes, we are told that Aryl, the sun god, has Zebola's deer feet and runs through the sky. That's how the burning disc delivered is cleansed with the Holy Grail of Eira, the Moon God."

I decided to sneak inside to see if there was a deer.

Either way, the participants on the Genos side would have been overwhelmed with this. When Malstein and the others settled on the deepest table, the guide raised his voice again, as he predicted it.

"Dear Fermes of the Duke of Veheim, Aug of the Baron Berry family, you are here"

The venue is full of flashes, jumping all at once.

Perhaps only a very limited number of humans face to face with Fermes and others. The majority of the people felt their eyes twinkling with curiosity.

"Hmm, a lot. It's finally here."

George-Zaza discards him with a low, hissing voice.

That's how from across the door, when those two names showed up - a cheer that wasn't a social dictionary rolled up.

But no one would have been surprised to see Aug. Aug looked very qualitative, as if he were a civilian. He is a boring figure with a brown tone and lowers his hips like a tonkaci. Besides, he was dressed like a people of Jagal for wearing a shabby mustache.

That's why people were cheering on what Fermes looked like.

It was a remarkable appearance.

What haunts me is the long cloak of pitch black when you're Reaper.

The outfit under that cloak is also a black scuff, hanging a lot of silver unified ornaments. Particularly eye-catching is a skull ornament, about the size of a human fist. In the orbits of the silver-thinking pimples, a red gem was embedded on the right, and a blue gem was embedded on the left, which shimmered demonically like the raw one.

but many people probably didn't care about stopping, such as neck-to-bottom outfits.

It was Fermes' face first that took my gaze away.

Fermes wore a giant black bird.

A sharp beak rests on his forehead, and his golden eyes shine rotten around his temples. If you look closely, the head was connected to the cloak at the time of its giant crow, and the cloak seemed to be lumped with black feathers.

But even those outfits were, in fact, secondary.

What amazed me was the very face of Fermes present under the black beak.

She is a beautiful face, seen with a woman.

That face was even more beautifully made up.

Underneath the brow is painted in light purple, with silver powder scattered around the eyes. The well-shaped lips were almost as coloured blue as black, giving rise to a luscious smile.

Glossy - Yes, it is glossy.

The beauty of Fermes, usually reminiscent of an innocent maiden, has changed like a luscious witch.

Even the shadows brought on from the wearing seemed to demonize the beauty of Fermes.

"That... is the costume of Gilli-Gu, the god of the underworld"

With a faintly trembling voice, Raylis had stated so.

"How beautiful you look. But... he's a man, isn't he?

"It should be," he replied. My voice was also slightly faint, unwillingly.

So much so that Fermes didn't stop shaking people's hearts.

I'm not just saying it's beautiful. Fermes was dissipating the atmosphere like it was something no man would ever do.

It is as if the black aura, tumbling away from its idle body, is causing the space to wander like a palatine flame.

Is this something that eats, sweats, laughs and cries, just like a regular human being - he seemed so incredible that even that seemed suspicious?

Instead of such a Fermes, a knight still follows him in a pitch-black appearance.

of his squire, is Gemd. He was wrapped in a pitch-black armor as if he had stiffened the darkness and accompanied his luscious master perfectly.

Fermes and others walk behind the hall as they gather the gaze of the people together.

There awaits the people of the Marquis de Genos.

When Fermes stopped his leg in front of the table, Malstein smiled at me as he returned.

"Well done, Lord Fermes.... No, it's a really stunning banquet costume. It's like everyone's been plucked out of their souls."

"... that's what Gilli-Gu, the god of the underworld, is all about… The soul that has been plucked will be guided to its rightful place by the hand of the god of the underworld…"

It was an ominous voice that made my spine cold.

but - the next moment, Fermes smiled with a grin.

"It's that it was also worth the effort to bring it in from the Wang capital. I'm keeping this costume for the gods of the underworld."

Here and there, there were signs of relief breathing.

The glossy makeup was intact, and Fermes regained his humanity.

But it doesn't make a difference that it's an extinct beauty. The ladies who regained their sanity seemed to breathe in admiration as they did not.

"Now let's say we start a welcome feast. Everyone wants you to hold the glass."

In Malstein's words, people take the glass. When was the cup of fruit liquor prepared on our table, too, so Dari-Sautti and Georg-Zaza took it, and the drunken man took the cup of Alou tea.

Finally, the feast begins.

I had a slightly faster heartbeat about what kind of a night it would be.