Isekai Tensei no Boukensha

The next day of the tournament, a luncheon was held inviting participants to the tournament.

Blanca was floating around at this time, so when I asked Amur, who was following me around, what happened was that Sana was pregnant.

Blanca herself, she said the child had given up, so she left it floating from last night to the happiness of her sudden visit?

"Congratulations, I know you can float... that's creepy when you get there"

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The people around me give me a voice of consent to my whining. What surrounds me, by the way, are the superiors of the South who fought hard against Blanca in the qualifying round. They all wanted to celebrate Blanca, but they came to me first because they were strong and didn't know how to speak to Blanca, who was swollen and still nibbled. Incidentally, the superiors are older than Blanca and are no less powerful than Blanca.

Blanca, who is being seen by everyone, followed Sana from earlier and was careful not to be at all dangerous.

"By the way, what's wrong with me?

"Don't worry about me."

I pointed out to Viscount Robo, who drinks like he drinks. This one was distancing himself from everyone because he was drinking sobbing too. Honestly, Blanca was probably creepy, but Viscount Robo was no less creepy than he was.

Amur didn't say any more, but from what I hear around him, Viscount Robo, the Viscount of Honor, was pulled down from the top of the Southern Autonomous Region because Hannah was awarded the Viscount of the Kingdom. Besides, it was Hannah's grandfather, Grandpa Kay, who originally laid the foundations for Nanao, so you think the surroundings and his men accepted a very favorable replacement for the top?

"And I decided to follow Tenma."

"What? What now?

To a word I was casually told, I didn't know what Amur was talking about for a moment, and I was listening back with a dumb voice.

"In the name of spreading the sight and ear... it is troublesome at Tenma's place. Grandpa (Merlin) has agreed to this."

"Ji-chan!

I summoned my grandfather, who was drinking handily, and asked him why he was supposed to keep Amur. Then,

"Simply put, it's not to secure the escape route. I don't doubt Alex and the others, but they're royalty, and even if they can see it, they have to put the kingdom first. In some cases, we may be pushed into a situation where we have to be eliminated. For that reason, we need to have connections to the Southern Autonomous Region, which even Alex and the others cannot attack so easily... well, not those who think about it, but we need to be prepared in case."

That's what happened. Well, it's hard to imagine that the king would harm us, but if the reformers had more power than the royalists, it wouldn't be inconceivable.

Originally, the south was the place where kingdoms attacked, and there are no countries around them that could be enemies. Precisely ahead of some through the woods, there are countries known as' small country counties', but the reality is that many, if not thousands, of people gather in one country. They say that if all of the small counties gather, they may be able to form tens of thousands of sized armies, but they are less dangerous because they are likely to be a UAE crowd.

Besides, if it were all over the South, the Southern Autonomous Communities would be an escape with no more because the kingdom and the countries adjacent to it could invade simultaneously.

"This is a mutually beneficial story, and I let you decide at my discretion."

"I get that... but what did you get?

"... I'm not getting anything."

He was a grandfather who had cut off Shira in my pursuit, but as I kept listening, I confessed to him that I had received Southern liquor in my mind. Besides, they also got four tortoises (one with 20L), which were supposedly a hundred-year-old sleeping shochu.

According to Grandpa, we talked about Southern specialties after we finished talking about keeping Amur, and we talked about liking Southern liquor when the liquor story came out in there, and Hannah said it wasn't bought because she was going to split it it specially, but I would definitely have expected it.

Unfortunately, I accepted that Amur was the decision of my parents (meaning the lord of the mansion in the king's capital, not the Ootri family), but I decided to get half of the booze my grandfather had received because I was sure it would be harder for me. I think Grandpa will drink everything himself, so I'll turn this one over to a souvenir for someone I know.

One armed man came running to Hannah as the various noisy luncheons were about to come to an end. Participants were paying attention to Hannah, who looked harsh about something, and the man who let her breathe out, but immediately saw that the insurance had been taken out of Hannah's face, and each resumed eating and drinking.

When I saw the man leave by Hannah's side, me and Grandpa and Amur headed to Hannah's to ask what had happened, Blanca, who had followed Sana around until then, and Viscount Robo, who was drunk by the barley, came at the same time. Most importantly, Hannah apparently decided that the current Viscount Robo was too drunk to guess, and had been pushed back to remind her of drunkenness in the corner of the venue.

"I seem to be worried, but they've solved the problem. Simply put, they discovered two Wyburns coming in the direction of Nanao and crusaded them as they were on their way home from finishing the goblin aftermath. They said there were a lot of injured people, but no one was in danger of dying or dying."

Hannah, with a relieved expression, had taken the cup that was nearby unconstructively, sipped a sip of the liquid inside, and continued to swap a few drinks. There was a pretty strong alcoholic odor from the cup, but I can't see how Mr. Hannah got drunk.

"The problem is that there were a lot of people who saw Wyburn flying. Unfortunately, a group of Wang Capital merchants and travellers were near the troops, right? Well, he was attacked and crusaded by his troops first, so he was hardly harmed... but if he was bad, there might be fewer merchants and travelers visiting the south next."

Even if damage had been done to the merchants and travellers, especially if the Viscounts didn't have to take responsibility, but if there was a bad reputation and the merchants and others hesitated to stop by in the south, they would be devastated by the economy.

"I have to take care of that, but it's like the merchants and travelers are arriving in Nanao the day after tomorrow... what do we do?

As with that consultation, Blanca is not very helpful, Amur is useless, and Viscount Robo is out of the question. Sana, the only one who seemed to count on her, was unlikely to get out surrounded by aunts celebrating her pregnancy. Because of this, Hannah is turning her gaze to me and Grandpa like she expects something.

"Hmm, if that's the case, it would be nice to do something to forget your anxiety... Any ideas, Tenma?"

"Yeah, well, if you invite that merchant or traveler to celebrate the Wyburn crusade, it might also fade some anxiety?

"That's a good idea, but that's weak... I don't think travelers can do much good for the merchants, anyway"

I tried to say something that came up with my grandfather's pass (round throw), but it couldn't be adopted as a boulder.

"Then why not make Wyburn a heavenly grace or something, carry out the thanksgiving divine affairs, and make it a festival for the whole Nanao? If the scale of the festival is greater, the anxiety may fade just for that matter."

"Uh-huh... I want a push later."

While Hannah said she wasn't enough for Blanca's proposal, she was making a bullet note of Blanca's proposal on the table right next to her.

"Speaking of which, what about the taxes that go into Nanao?

Normally, when entering a big city like Nanao, it is normal to be taxed like an admission fee, but in the case of me and my grandfather, there was no such story because it was a messenger from the royal family. When I asked him about it, he said that even Nanao is usually the first to be collected and allowed to stay for a certain period of time.

"Then why don't you exempt the merchants and travellers from taxes only this time, and also reduce taxes when buying or selling goods?

"That's a little harsh..."

"Sister, why don't you give it a try? Direct tax revenues will decrease, but if you drop me money at the festival for that matter, it won't hurt that much, and if this is a rumor, the merchants who have not yet come to the south may be interested. I think it would be more effective if you were involved in divinity."

Hannah had shown difficulty with my proposal, but Sana, who had come close at some point, turned in favor. Hence Hannah decided to adopt my proposal and the two of us began to pack the story. In the meantime, Blanca seems to be making a selection of participants in the divinity. So far, they have three contestants from the Viscount's house, two as guest slots (this is what they wanted me and Grandpa to do), and three others from then on. He really wants to do something bigger, but he wants to get the strongest possible out of those who don't have time, and the other three people decide from among those who are here.

"Anyway, it's fine to join, but what does the divine do? Because of the strong, I can imagine opposing forms of divinity."

"Oh, you should explain it first. This time the Divinity fights one-on-one saying 'sumo', on a ring named mound, one body. The general rule is that a magical use is irregular for knees, elbows, fist-gripping blows, bites and attacks on steeples, otherwise get the opponent out of the mound or let the mound have anything but the soles of his feet to win."

They say there are a lot of other things to decide, but it doesn't seem to differ from the sumo I know. Blanca said she would teach the detailed rules later and began to gather everyone together to decide on the other participants. Then most of the participants in the luncheon said they would be divine and began qualifying on the spot at will, approximating the troubled Blanca.

It's a good opportunity, so I decided to eat and drink in the sand to visit this sumo wrestler with my grandfather. At first, I thought there might be some guy who would obsess with us who decided to participate in a special frame, but that didn't happen, and the game was digested at a fast pace one after another. Occasionally, those who were pushed or thrown out of the mound flew to where we were, but I couldn't tell if it was intentional or accidental.

And the three men who eventually won...

There's no southern superiors.

"Of course."

The superiors, who were thought to be leading candidates, lost the first battle with all of them. Well, the top boulders couldn't seem to use their powers in a drunken state. It was the pig beast man and the bear beast man, and the tiger beast man, who grabbed the appearance.

"Then I'll ask for the day. I know you do, but remember, your liver imposes more severe penalties for misconduct than sumo wrestling as a matter of god."

Blanca was cautious as she stared at the three of them. We'd all heard a lot about Blanca, but from time to time he looked at me sharply. Apparently, he thinks he can beat me when compared to the power without magic.

"So, the Viscount family, but I decided..."

"Of course I do!

"Rejected"

Until then, Amur, who had erased the signs behind me like the air, jumped out in front of Blanca with momentum as he announced his participation, but Blanca said no quickly. Amur complained of boo-boo, but the sumo is basically forbidden for women to participate because of the style of wearing turns naked, as in previous life. However, at one point, the method of deliberately targeting molluscs became popular, so they now wear shorts under spinning.

"Well, other than me, you'd better pick from among the troops that crusaded Wyburn"

Subtle Blanca has ruled out Viscount Robo, but he didn't get any opinions from the people he was listening to around. Maybe he decided he wasn't going to put the top of the game until yesterday, but he just forgot.

Those who decided to participate were gathered by Hannah for brief rule confirmation and explanation, which led to an early dissolution. Anything, they're going to have to notify the entire Nanao about the festival now, build mounds, and have stall locations and tax meetings. On a pretty hard schedule, the respite is only two days, including today, and it's only the day after tomorrow, when the merchants and travellers are due to arrive, that can be used as a spare day, and it's the festival production the day after tomorrow.

So Blanca was going to be driven out too, and there was no one to teach me and my grandfather the sumo rules. I was told that I had never participated in sumo wrestling as a divine matter, even if I could explain the rules of sumo wrestling, I would not be able to explain what happened when I entered.

I caught Viscount Robo in the corner of my sight when I was in trouble, but he still hasn't lost his liquor and is likely to be the enemy of my sight about Amur, so I decided that it would be a last resort to consult him, and so far I've dropped him off.

Worst of all, talking to Grandpa about telling Blanca just before, the top southern players who lost the first war named us our leaders. They have nothing to do and they're free, and they're paying back their interest in the person who beat them... totally resentful, but as for this one, I decided to ask for help.

"Eh, enter in a row along the mound and stop at equal intervals. Then he lowers his head once with a cedar hand inside the mound, turns straight out, and likewise lowers his head once with a cedar hand. But once it's off the mound, the callers go up to the mound..."

"That's right. When I get up to the mound, I grab a grab of the salt I put aside and sprinkle it on the mound and go to the line in the center... it would be quicker to actually do it around there"

So I got into practice as soon as I could. Apparently, he doesn't like to explain it with his mouth. Well, I don't have time, and I appreciate it because that would be more helpful to me.

After practicing a few mounds, I actually decided to take a sumo. There are four superiors here, so they split into two groups, one being the practice opponent, and the other looking from the outside to correct the irregularities and errors of manipulation.

"If you try, I'm pretty unfavourable"

During the practice phase, I lost a series of fights to one of my superiors. I was told there was no problem with the modus operandi and irregularities, but if you can't win, it doesn't make sense. When Grandpa said that to me, he was fighting more than one another against his superior opponents.

"Nooooooooooooo... Holy shit!

Along with the voice of his grandfather's temper, the superior he was dealing with was thrown off the mound. They say this is Grandpa's sixth straight win. By the way, he has overwhelmed his superiors with an unsafe way of winning since he first lost four in a row but got used to sumo wrestling.

"Ugh, I'm gonna bust your ass till the last tournament minute! The goal is not to win!

"Amazing, Grandpa. I guess the goal is to break through the first round."

I set realistic goals for my grandfather, who set goals for me out of practice.