Isekai Ryouridou

From the dinner party of Count Dalaim's house, three days later - it is the twenty-fifth day of the silver moon.

Quite hastily, it was the Martial Arts Club of Genos that day.

We were involved in this fight last year. Me and the others opened a stall by the arena and let me watch the main election this afternoon, but Sin-Lu and others who had bad luck with the Saturas Count family were forced to compete along with George-Zaza.

But Sin-Luu was able to settle with Leiris that day and also settle exactly for his bad luck with the Saturas Count family. It was also an unforgettable reminder that he had won the martial arts club and was to be invited to the feast of celebration with the people of the chieftaincy and George-Zaza.

That's why I was a forest folk who was to be involved with the martial arts club last year without refusal due to various clues, but this year I plan to be involved in a very flat state. Both Ji-Mayam and Dim-Rutim will be competing in the martial arts club itself in the name of trying hard, and we were also supposed to be a street holiday, but we were especially brave to open. And at night, with Ai-Fa, he was supposed to be invited to the feast of celebration.

"Something like a noble feast seems difficult to imagine. But the Astas can come with joy, right?

While preparing commerce on the workbench set up in the square of the arena, it was the trainee Kulua-Sung who had asked as such.

In return, I say, "Of course."

"It's a thankful story that the people of the woods can deepen their bonds with the nobles, and I personally am delighted to have a valuable opportunity to mouth the excellent cuisine of the castle town."

"Really? Then I'd be delighted, too. It's so distressing when all Asta seems to carry a great deal of hard work..."

"Don't worry about that. Klua-sung is sweet."

"Not at all," Krua-Sung smiles quietly. Around here is Klua-Sung with a calm to an age unworthy of fifteen.

"As I've told you before, one day Kulua-Sung may have the opportunity to head out to the castle town. I think you'll be able to share the same joy with me then."

"Really? … it's only been about ten days since I've been able to help Asta with her work… and I'm still biting off that joy."

That being said, Krua-Sung looked around the square with fantastic silver-gray eyes. The square, which stretches between the arena and the workbench, already brings together a thousand or so people to await the start of the martial arts.

We have seven different stores lined up as usual, with Yumi and Luia next door. Levi and Lars, who need two sources of fire, remain in Inn Town today. Unlike at the time of the Early Run Games, which was Easter's rush, Levi and the others laughed, "Let me relax today," because now is not a busy time for the Inn Town.

Well, if all these people get together on this occasion, it won't be impossible for the Inn Town to be idle. Not only the inhabitants of Genos, but also many of the pedestrians who were visiting the town of Cebu and the town of Castle. People were swirling hot air as if they wanted to rekindle the afterheat of Easter that had passed.

"Hey, aren't you ready to cook yet?

And one of the people of the south, who had gathered in front of the store since before the opening of the store, follows him that way. It was the facade of an architect who now has the reconstruction work of Turan. Exactly. Today, your job was also set as closed.

"Please wait a moment.... Sheila-Lou, how are you?

Sheila-Lou, the store divider at the Lou family, sent a signal of prep ok along with a calm smile.

I'll get back to you and then I'll turn to the people in the front.

"Thank you for waiting. Now we will start selling."

The facades of the architect have offered copper coins with joy and courage. But without rushing, Klua-Sung responds, "I'll take it in order, please, one at a time".

Our daily menu was a little crackling 'sauce-baked noodles'. We can't serve pasta or ramen on this workbench, which has only one source of fire, so we decided to serve an easy noodle dish.

Separating the 'sauce-baked noodles' with plenty of ingredients into a wood dish will quickly be taken away by the people who paid for the copper coins. There are no more half-minute left by the start of the martial arts club, so fast-minded people are on the verge of finishing their meals this morning. This was also the same sight as last year's martial arts club and last month's early run tournament.

"Hmm, that's a really big crowd! Isn't that the noise as if Easter was here again!

and the loud voice of Dan-Rutim echoes from behind. Today's family appearance meant that the people of Rutim and Maam were on leave from their giva hunting jobs and were heading out to watch the game.

Therefore, behind the workplace there was a large crowd of men twitching, and at the table the women were waiting for me to collect the dishes. Because there is no blue sky cafeteria on this site, it takes more attention than usual to get away with the dishes.

However, even in previous operations, the loss of wood plates and wooden keys has not occurred. Although there were many things that had been thrown out near the workplace, the number never decreased. It seemed like a sign that the customers were paying due respect to the business of the people by the woods, and I was very pleased with it.

"... Nevertheless, I can't wait to get hungry when they smell the burning smell of Uzu So-su! I'm not going to be able to bear it till Jomtien!

"As for the Dan-Rutim's meals, they're prepared at the Lou's, right? When is that going to be served?

"So think about it! If the power comparison starts, we'll have no guests, so we're free, but we might miss the power comparison of the Dim-Rutims while we fill our bellies!

Does that mean that the Dim-Rutims are also considering the possibility of losing the qualifying round?

When I asked him that, Dan-Rutim twisted his moustache delightfully, "Right.

"I asked Donda-Lu and Sin-Luu about how it would be difficult for Dim-Lutim to win through to the end! Well, even George-Zaza is about to lose along the way, so that would be a natural story too. This isn't about the power of the hunter, it's about the power of the swordsman!

Yes, the hunters by the woods who compete in the Martial Arts Club in Genos are going to fight with a certain kind of handful on their backs. That is, the weight of the armor that is unfamiliar to wear and the difficulty of movement. The unsurpassed giant Ji-Mayam was still supposed to be quite a handful for the young and small Dim-Rutim.

"Besides, people like Melfried and others originally felt like they had comparable powers to the brave men of the Luu bloodline! If you're going to follow unfamiliar arrangements with that, there's no wonder Dim-Rutim or Ji-Mayam lost early! I deliberately prescribed hunter's work as a holiday, but I couldn't go home without seeing the battle of my blood, so I figured out what was wrong!

"I see, you are. Well, there should be greetings and stuff at the beginning of the tournament, and a lot of people will play many games in the qualifying round, so I think there will be a little respite. Wouldn't we miss Dim-Rutim's turn if the customers pulled right off their stomachs?"

"Right! Okay, let's tell the Sheila-Lou guys that! You took care of him, it's Asta!

Dan-Rutim pulled into the sidelines with gahaha and a lavish laugh.

Then it replaces it, and the big shadow approaches again. It is a brave combination of Gazran-Rutim and Dick-Dom.

"Good day, Asta. Sounds really busy."

"Yes, but the real thing is Jomtien's time off. At that time, I'm sure there 'll be enough people out there who can't even compare to this."

"It's more busy than you can ask. It seems surprising that people in town are so much more interested than swordsmen."

"Right. I'm just imagining, maybe Genos is hungry for excitement for what it is to be a peaceful land."

While spreading new ingredients onto the iron plate, I'll make Dick-Dom laugh.

"Nevertheless, it is a pleasure to see you again with Dick-Dom. How's the hand you were hurting?

"Hmm. I can't say enough yet, but there's no shortage to fulfill the hunter's job"

Dick-Dom, wearing Giva's skull, answered me that way with the usual heavy voice.

Another banquet for the sending of the "Silver Pot" was Dick-Dom, who had declined, but he said he had rushed from the northern settlement in hopes of watching the game himself for today's event. After all, the hunter's blood might have made a scene about what the Games were like enough for George-Zaza to defeat along the way.

"By the way... you must have been the women of Sung."

And the black burning Dick-Dom's eyes looked to Kulua-Sung, who works next to me.

Krua-Sung, who was watching the material making noise all over the iron plate, turns back to Dick-Dom and gives him a compliment.

"Yes. My name is Krua-Sung, my youngest sister in the Sung main house. Sorry for the delay in greeting you"

"You don't have to worry about me or anything because you're in the middle of a job.... Finally, the Sung people are helping with the stall business."

"Yes, we waited for the disturbances in the sanctuary to subside and offered help to Fa's house"

Klua-Sung stares back at Dick-Dom with clear silver-gray eyes. Previously, Kulua-Sung was only a family member of a branch, but I guess Dom's head Dick-Dom and I had a chance to face each other every once in a while. The Sung family, which had great secrets, also planned to hold harvest festivals and so forth in their own families, but they were supposed to invite family members to wedding banquets and so on.

"... prove firmly that we live rightly as the people of the woods. If you are of Lou or Pha, you may be wrong to see it."

"Yes, thank you"

Klua-sung looked solemnly and, once again, saluted, turned back to the front. It was about time Sauce Baked Noodles were finished.

Then there comes Lem-Dom, who took Morn-Rutim with him. Not only was Dick-Dom here today, but Dom's hunters were here in big numbers.

"Oh, my God, Dick was here. Until you left Morn-Rutim, you wanted to talk to Asta?

"... Rutim's family is here today, so Morn-Rutim should talk to you."

"Then you should talk with me, too, right? You don't have to act differently."

Rem-dom laughs slightly and Morn-Rutim blushes slightly. Dick-Dom, looking back at it, hid his expression in the shadow of his skull.

Customers are coming, but their behind-the-scenes appearance is so busy that they can't beat it. By the way, my beloved parents have been exchanging words with Diga and Dodd since just now, not far away. After a reunion around the end of last year, after several face-to-face opportunities, ties were deepening a little bit.

Digga and Dodd, who talk to Ey-Fa, hang out like a beginner young man. Somehow, it is a hound-type flair that has just connected to humans. No one would ever imagine that they used to sneak into the house trying to ramble on Ai-Fa or, at the end of the day, take their lives, etc. Apparently, as a result of their strength as hunters, they were able to feel how extraordinary their power was, and how they felt similarly to their vision.

(I wonder if this is called a vivid flow)

Biting away such emotion, I baked up a new 'sauce-baked noodle'.

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Then half an hour passed, and as I reached the fifth hour up, I heard the tone of the drum when I was far lightning from the arena.

The people in the square pack it into the arena, and the people of Rutim and Maham and Dom hurry to start their bellies. So they also disappeared into the arena without delay for four and a half minutes. Later remaining escorts are Ai-Fa and Barsha and Lyada-Lu.

All the two moments from here to Jomtien are our break time, so I snore at the cheer as I get a snack. At the heart of the topic was still the departure of the two people who competed in the martial arts club.

"The story was that the hunters named Ji-Mayam and Dim-Rutim are not yet strong enough to get the throne of the brave, right? How powerful are hunters exactly?

The ladies of the smaller clan were flying such questions to the ladies of the blood of Lou.

"That's right -" he twisted his neck, Lara-Lew, one of today's duties.

"Dim-Rutim is an apprentice hunter who's not even fifteen yet, is he? I'm talking about being more powerful in apprenticeships... but compared to the power of harvest festivals, I guess I've only beaten hunters the same age"

"So what about Ji-Mayam? You must be a very big body hunter, right?

"Yeah. With the exception of Mida-Lou, it's probably about the biggest in the Luu bloodline. I was wandering around earlier. It's about bigger than Dom's parents.... It's just that there's something so powerful about it that I haven't been able to be a brave man yet - what did they say? Because you always beat Ji-Mayam."

Hearing Lara-Luu's words, many women were to look back at Ai-Fa. As he escapes that admirable gaze, Ai-Fa turns that way.

"Uh, but Ai-Fa is powerful enough to be a brave man even compared to the power of Luu's blood clan, so can it be compared to that? Well, compared to the power of Lew's blood clan, you can be a brave man when you can beat Ji-Mayam, what a word you've heard."

"So you're saying that Ji-Mayam also has unlimited power close to the brave, too?

"Yeah, because these days, I don't think Ji-Mayam has beaten any hunter but the brave ones either."

"Really... Still, compared to today's power, it's expected that Ji-Mayam won't win through to the end, right?

"My people, that's what you said. Isn't that quicker to ask Ai-Fa?

Lyada-Lu and Barsha had snacks in another circle, so the hunter had only Ai-Fa. Ai-fa, who was turned to water again, opened his mouth in vain.

"If it is Ji-Mayam, I think it will be possible to win through to the last eight, as long as the combination is not so bad. It's just... it might be hard to get ahead of it."

"Hmm. In addition to the nobility of Melfried and Raylis, are there other guys that are that handsome?

"At least that's all there was to the fight last year. And then there's Ji-Mayam, how powerful he is. If he's properly trained, he can take down Melfried or Raylis."

Again, because of the many indeterminate elements of the gladiator's martial arts club, I couldn't seem to say for sure either.

But as a result, people by the woods seem to be raising expectations. Compared to the power of unfavourable conditions, it was how heart-pounding everyone was to see how many consequences their fellow countrymen on the forest side could have.

Having fun and welcoming him that way, a fine Totos car approached him from the back of the arena. It's the people of Castle Town, who were ordering food reservations.

"Excuse me. We're here to pick up the food."

"Yes, please wait a moment"

This time, I had accepted the number of dishes I could buy in advance. Two seeds at a time from the stores of Fa and Luu, plus the confectionery from the stores of Din, were enough for about fifty people to be full.

That's how the Totos car that finished the role shifts back, so much so that it loses and opens the door to the arena. It became Jomtien and a moment's rest.

Now with more momentum than in the morning, people push over. Even though the business hours in the arena are about half normal, it is because so many people crave to cook that they sell more than usual.

"Hey, tired. Until this day, it's tough."

After a while, I spread the new ingredients onto the iron plate, and I am called upon to do so. When I looked up, people I was used to seeing were lining up at the 'Sauce Grilled Noodles' stall. These are the young people of the Innkeeper Town, who are involved in the reconstruction of Turan with the architects. It was Dunlo, his leader, who spoke to me.

"Oh, thank you. You were all here."

"These days, I've been stuffed. If you don't enjoy it on a day you can enjoy it, you can't have it."

Dunlo laughed cheerfully, pulling the arm of the person who was pulling behind his buddies.

"Look, you should say hello, too. Asta and I haven't had a chance to see each other lately, have we?

"Oh, oh... Hi, that was shabby"

It was the one who tried to smear my copper coin on Easter. The construction site meals are now booked together, so it's been a few days since I've seen them face to face.

Of all the young men, he alone is a man of magnificence. But since he started earning copper coins for his rightful work, he didn't look like an outlaw anymore because he started getting himself properly organized.

"Hi, I'm hissing. Every time you look at something, your face looks better."

"Hehe. I think it's because he eats delicious Giva dishes every day."

When the person looked a lot embarrassed, Dunlo also said, "Absolutely!" Agreed cheerfully.

"Thanks to Asta and her troublesome work, we're all hail too. I don't know why you're bothering to prepare our meals until the day off from work at the street."

"Yeah. It's your day off, 'cause you're free. These days, the guards will come to the Lou house to pick up the food, so this won't be a hassle."

After I blossomed into such a conversation, I asked him how the fight was going.

"So, how about a martial arts club? Were the hunters by the woods able to win the qualifying round?

"Oh, you hadn't heard that yet? Um, the little one in the body...... but was it Dim-Rutim? He lost on the way, but he beat something like the Loser's Resurrection, and it looks like he could be in the main race from noon on. It goes without saying that you are such an idiot, Ji-Mayam."

"Really? If you both made it to the main election, most importantly.... By the way, how dare Dim-Rutim lose to you?

"Well, I wonder what it was. It was the same name I heard somewhere, but I forgot."

Then a man who was once an outlaw came to his mouth laughing.

"That's you, Login. But you were also introduced to the deputy commander of the Kingsguard Corps."

"Well, you remembered me so well with all those sloppy names lined up."

"Well, let's have a good look at the games of the people at the woods, among other things."

That being said, the person stroked his mandible wrapped in a mustache.

"But well, you lost a Dim-Rutim, but I don't think there was that much difference in power. Next time you have to deal with the same person, you're not going to get behind."

"Hmm? That's kind of a knock on the mouth, isn't it?

"I've been taking a little peek at the fight because the casino opens up. I've never seen Genos fight before, but I'm pretty sure he's got the swordsman's grain."

After I said it that way, the person laughed at me.

"Whatever it is, I'll let you support the folks by the woods without a bet. Whoever you are, you must be an important compatriot."

"Yes, thank you"

I was happy, and I smiled back, too.

Then Dunlo says, "Yes," he says.

"It's not the folks by the woods, but that old Dawn guy was definitely winning too. Sounds like you weren't just an old man with a mouth."

"Dawn?... Oh, I was with you at the celebration feast, is that you"

A tough face full of old scratches, with bright red hair upside down like a bump, comes to mind in the back of my brain. The person who was the leader of the mercenary regiment won the prize at Totos' Early Run Games, along with Danlo, and was to be acquainted with the feast of celebration.

"I see. Speaking of which, you said you won the prize at the last fight. I think someone I know said he was one of the few swordsmen comparable to a hunter by the woods."

"Oh. It was definitely an unbeatable battle for the hunters by the woods. Thanks to you, you let me earn some copper coins."

Laughing cheerfully, Dunlo said so.

"I just can't figure out who's going to win from here on out, so I need to compete carefully. You can't waste the copper coins you earn by sweating."

"Really? I'll let you watch the game after this, so I'm looking forward to the game."

So the new 'sauce-baked noodles' were finished, so Dunlo and the others walked away with a wooden dish in their hands.

While I start getting ready for a new minute again, I call on the eye-fa behind me.

"You were listening, weren't you? I know the name Login who beat Dim-Rutim sounds familiar, but was that guy in last time?

"Mm-hmm. It would be one of the four people Zashma said might have comparable power to the hunters by the woods"

"Oh, I see. You mean swordsmen lined up in Melfried, Raylis and Dawn."

I was convinced, but I-Fa shook his head "no".

"Back then Zashma still didn't know Raylis' name. I thought you said Raylis was only a young knight of the Knights of Saturas."

"Hmm? So who was the fourth swordsman?

"It's Devious," replied Ai-Fa, eyebrowing a lot about why.

"Ah, shit! Was that the swordsman with that much arm, too?... By the way, why does I-Fa have such a sinister face?

"I don't have a sinister face. It's just... I just figured this evening might be a good time to look at him."

If true and honest Mitsuhito, who doesn't falsify that feeling or words, encounters the eye-fa of the feast costume, how the hell would he react? That wasn't hard to imagine.

I take care of Ai-Fa's mood and decide to try to change the subject.

"But in the meantime, it looks like both Dim-Rutim and Ji-Mayam made it to the main race. I knew it was a big deal to be a hunter by the woods."

"Hmm. They wouldn't hesitate to encourage training."

Returning his solemn face, Ai-Fa said so.

Speaking of which, the two names who are participating in this fight were once the facial rashes that were supposed to open up the mood with Ai-Fa at the Lu family feast.

(Sounds like both Dim-Rutim and Ji-Mayam were sincerely impressed with the strength of I-Fa)

That would have been, however, the wedding feast of Sheila-Lou and Dalm-Lou. At the harvest festival not long before that, Ai-Fa wounded Ziza-Lou and lost his eligibility, taking advantage of which he decided not to attend the harvest festival in Lou in the future.

(But I'm sure those two have been encouraging the presence of Ai-Fa ever since, and working hard on each one. I'd love to have the two of you join me at the celebration feast if possible... I guess that's too much to want)

To be invited to the Feast of Celebration, you have to win up to the last eight. As with Totos' early run tournament, that was never supposed to be an easy story.

(When I'm done with my work, I'll be there for you. That's all I can do.)

With that in mind, I'm going to do my job.