Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban’nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū!

Call the ruins early in the morning.

"Gentlemen, you've gathered well early in the morning."

I work in Shiva Mode.

On my right hand side, familiars. Charles is motivated by her magical girl-style costume. Did Frey like it, Master Mejed style? Others are, well, irreplaceable.

And on the left hand side, this one's seriously in uniform, the Numbers. What happened to the white mask? You guys really don't regret that?

My worries were approximate, and the Numbers brothers and sisters seemed motivated enough to stare at me with a giraffed look at me not being my opponent for some reason.

"Who are you!?"

"Suddenly he shows up, what are you talking about?

"Isn't that it? Example, here."

"Was he a black warrior?

I see. Convinced. If a black-body man showed up without introducing himself and looked great, then you'd be wary, wouldn't you?

"I was asked by the Dean of the Academy to serve as a judge in this match."

Shubaba! and me making the decision pose my sister prepared for this day.

"Make me a shadow hero, Dark Righteous Enforcer," Chevalza Krieger, "his real name is" Shiva "!

Kah! And there's only one yellow cheer unfortunately. Dear Mejed, Style Frey has an oligarchy head (or an entire body?) probably swinging back and forth.

And with a slightly frightening look, the other team's leader, Senior Alexei, stepped forward.

"Dean of the College, I hear he is a mysterious man working in the Zenfis Borderland Berg Territory. I don't think we can have a fair trial?

"Your fear is best. It's just this time it's like a private event I've decided arbitrarily. Of course, I understand that you are all serious, but I can't crack teachers and other personnel as college events. We elected him with safety considerations in mind. It's okay. He doesn't act to the detriment of one side."

The dean turned his face to me as I stood beside him.

"Right? Mr. Shiva."

My face is laughing but I'm afraid of my eyes.

"Sure. I'm a just executor. Bet on your creed and swear it!

Of course you're lying. ♪

He is seen all the time, but he can't see his face, so hehe.

When the Dean turns to everyone, he explains the rules and something.

"You will be asked to fetch the 'Mija's Crystal' hidden somewhere in the ruins."

You've designated a treasure as expensive for just playing.

"We have also placed a large number of fakes, so don't fail to confirm"

I hear you've just left a bunch of crystal balls. Are you being mean?

Unfortunately, it was the Dean of the Academy, Mizuka, and others who placed it. Would have been so helpful if you'd asked me.

But don't worry.

There were already countless surveillance boundaries flying around the ruins.

I don't know if it's real or fake when I look at it, but as soon as I reach out from the junction and pour out my magic, I'll know.

... Won't it crack?

Once before, I don't know why, but you've just poured magic into it and you've broken it.

If used at a private event, it is likely to be crude even if it is not a defective product.

I guess I can break it.

Maybe we should be careful around here.

"Now in the first branch within the terrestrial palace, each team should follow a different path. And then you're free."

I'm not gonna let you tell me first, am I?

"Good luck, gentlemen! Startoe!"

Even if I pose with Shubaba, only Shall and Frey will react. Pity.

"I'm not cackling!

"I'm late"

Numbers rushed out in unison.

It's a development that the Shalls are going after late.

I slowly dropped off their backs. Hang in there, guys.

"... Mr. Shiva? Aren't you going?

They have to do something nearby because it's a referee, but it's a pain in the ass.

"That's enough."

Appear a giant screen in front of you. The screen, which was divided into several parts, showed the appearance of the Shalls and the Numbers.

"What the hell is this..."

I'm surprised, but I don't mind, I took the long desk and chair out of mysterious space-time, and then I made a microphone toy out of the junction and put it on the long desk, which doesn't make much sense.

"... what are you doing?

"Well, the Dean of the College is here"

I sat in the middle of three seats, and I was next to them. So,

"Come on, it's finally started. Students are the best performing elites in real life, though. Which team will win?!?"

"Professor Luceiyannel!? When? No. What more could you possibly..."

"Live."

"What?"

"And the Dean and I are commentators, so if Professor Tier talks to me, please respond as appropriate."

I get a little vegetarian, so I strain myself.

I don't know. It seems that what I did is only slightly exalted.

"Because no! What the hell are you trying to do!?"

I say it all the time to the director of the school, who rarely strengthens his tone.

"I thought I'd relay this confrontation within the college - yeah, in short, let the students see it in real time."

He opened his eyes and beckoned a trembling Dean of the College.

"You see, it would have been nice to keep it to yourself, wouldn't it? If I had told you in advance, you would have been absolutely against me."

Professor Tier laughs.

It would be a shame for us to enjoy such a strange event alone.

More importantly, the big purpose of this one is to make the Numbers physically and mentally fit.

What's more, I'm going to spread the word about my sister's excellence, and sooner or later, I'm going to raise his stock to be queen.

"It's no use stopping the relay now. Right now, a lot of students were already watching. You could offer them a little entertainment, working in studies and practical skills from time to time, right?

Professor Tia gets stung in the stomach.

"Mr. Shiva, your unusual magical powers will also inform you, won't they?

Ah.....................................

"Whoa, while we're at it, Shiva in the commentary, looks like both teams ran into demons, huh?

Sticky. No! Shiva's power, not Hart's.

"Uhm, that sounds like a mummy"

"I'm Flame Mummy. A superior species of mummy, inherently vulnerable to fire, the mummy, in turn, manipulates and attacks the flame with resistance. You're not a good demon on the ground floor."

Oh, really? Yabe, maybe the demon control was too appropriate.

Whatever it is, the battle for the Shalls has begun! (It's not a cut-off end, is it?