Legend

The semi-finals ended both games, and that was the end of the day's martial arts tournament as a matter of course.

It's not uncommon to take a few days to finish everything if it's a qualifying round, a first or second round of the main race, but if you get this far, instead of a half day a day, no, the date ends that day without a few hours.

It's not surprising that some of the disgruntled came out of the audience if that's all they asked, but it was also true that now that the handlers have won in the sense of purely game content, they are overwhelmingly fuller and more promising.

In fact, even today's game shows moves and magic items such as water dragons made of water - only the head - and birds made of flames hitting from the front, wrapping ice and flames around wind demon spears and fillings.

"Finally, the day after tomorrow,"

"Gru?"

Ray's whining is dispersed in the night air and disappears.

Seto, who was listening to it right around the corner, turns to Ray as he throats.

With such a stroke of Seto's head, Ray shakes his head when it's nothing.

With the semifinals won, Ray's semi-finals were guaranteed.

The celebration was held again in the dining room to celebrate it, but for some reason Ray was not in the mood to make a scene, so he just left the dining room.

Now this is how I stroke Seto's head listening to the cheers he hears from the long sky pavilion and the sound of the loud bugs.

A place you can even call a backyard near the stables. So now Ray was having a slow time with Seto.

"You have a lot of inconvenience with Seto. You want to move your body tight, right?

"Gru."

Of course, and a throat ringing ceto.

I like to sleep, but I also like to move my body. Naturally, being in the stables most of the day can be hard.

Still don't get eclampsia and rampage because you understand that that would annoy Ray?

It is also significant that only the finest inns in Imperial Capital, and those who take care of the stables, do not fear Seto to treat them with ease.

Other animals and squires in the stables are also getting used to being together all day,

... but I still can't imitate things like playing with Seto.

"We're almost done with the fight. And..."

I tell him that much, and he decides that it wouldn't taste good to talk about something far-fetched in a place like this, and he speaks.

But I'm sure Seto knew what Ray was trying to say. Rubbing his head against Ray as he rattled his throat.

It's already the autumn season and even the night. Naturally the ambient temperatures are low, and many people would find it chilly if they were normal humans.

But if you try to lay it around a dragon robe and lean against Seto, who is sleeping on the ground, it's a Ning Luo comfortable environment.

"Hey, Seto.... the day after tomorrow, you think you can win?

Words coming out of Ray's mouth that were stroking Ceto rubbing his head on.

I guess it's because I understand that there's only Ceto on this occasion. The word is so weak that I don't think it belongs to Ray, who is usually full of confidence.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

In contrast to such a ray, Seto rattles his throat with his head rubbed on.

Good luck, but I said so.

But Seto's actions will not restore confidence in Ray.

I saw the battle today and I knew it. He said there was still a huge separation between himself and the noise.

I also don't think it's impossible to win without, of course, challenging the fight by choice of means.

But not choosing the means is how to fight in disregard of the rules of the martial arts competition.

Such means as challenging with Seto or using wide-area extermination magic that, on the contrary, causes damage to all of the Empire City in the arena.

"But there's no way I can imitate that."

If I had come to Imperial City, I would have used such means if I had had had to. But not now. Living in the Imperial capital and being quite close to each other, and imitating that in the first place, war could break out again with the kingdom of Mireana.

"I just have to bump into you from the front,"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Ray shrugged, at that moment. Suddenly the ceto where Ray was leaning against rings hard and pokes Ray with its sharp couch.

Although it is naturally a rather palpable blow only to Kutibashi, who can easily take his opponent's life if he is serious, Kutibashi nevertheless causes intense pain in Ray's head.

The fact that there was only Ceto would have affected me that I was lowering the hood of my dragon robe. I turn my gaze toward Seto, suppressing my accidentally poked head.

"Seto, what..."

"Grr!"

That chirping that leaked out of my mouth meant don't be weak against Ray.... No, is it correct that you seemed to be there?

Seto fully understands Ray's words, but Ray can't understand Seto's words.

But... Still, it seemed to Ray's eyes that Seto had acted like that to encourage himself to be weak.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Seeing Ray, Seto rings his throat again.

Ray watched Seto like that for about a minute, but eventually he slaps himself on the cheek with both hands abruptly.

A tall sound called Papan sounds like it mixes with the sound of a bug ringing hard in the fall night.

"Ouch, you beat me a little too hard. But, well, thanks Seto. It was refreshing thanks to you. Right. You can't be feeling weak before you fight."

"Gru!"

You're right, it was a ringing cet, but soon I rub my face against Ray again.

The act, whispering his throat, seemed to apologize for his earlier actions.

Even if he doesn't understand Seto's words, Ray, who can somehow feel his will, gently strokes his head.

"Never mind. It's not your fault. Ning Lo, you did this for me, didn't you? Then there's nothing I'd be angry about."

"Grrrrrrrr?"

True? and Ray nods at Seto tilting his little neck and gives him the dried meat taken from inside the mysteries.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Understanding that you can eat that dried meat, Seto cuddles the dried meat on Ray's hand with a couch and throws it straight into his mouth as he throats with delight.

It could be said that its dried meat, which if chewed, has a thick meat flavour that spreads in its mouth as much as it chews, is excellent, except that Ray gave it to me.

However, since it is dried meat for human use, it is naturally not quantitatively sufficient if it is made into ceto.

More? and Ray takes the dried meat out of the mysteries again with a grin on Ceto tilting his little neck.

"I was put alive by Seto today. Thank you."

This dried meat, in fact, is sold in the dining room of a long empty pavilion, which can be quite an expensive substitute.

It's a very laborious substitute, like using multiple spices of carefully selected meat and creating just the right environment to make dried meat using special magic items.

Still, if you try to make it a guest like staying at a long sky pavilion, the truth is that it sells to fly because it's not a particularly painful expense.

Especially now that the competition is open, it is bought as a dish of liquor for guests staying in the inn, or as an intermediate meal to eat in the arena, or even as a souvenir for someone who knows the taste of this dried meat.

Of course, Ray makes a lot of money at this competition by betting on himself.

With little effort - although we are fighting - we were fortunate enough to buy large quantities of gold and silver coins.

I also buy stews and stewed dishes for every pot in the dining room of the long empty pavilion, and sandwiches for 100 people.

The cooks were surprised at Ray's order at first, and refused to let it rot because they couldn't eat it, but they explained that if Ray stored it in the item box, time would have stopped in it, and they would actually take it on as a result of demonstrating it and showing it.

Most importantly, I assumed it was because Ray had previously developed a new dish, which he leaked during a chat.

The udon developed in Gilm, which is just the border of the Kingdom of Mireana, as well as the seafood okonomiyaki developed in the port town of Emosion, belonged to the Bestian Empire... and they didn't pass that on to the capital either.

Still, I decided that introducing the dish was all kinds of unsavory in the specialty, and I had a lot of dishes made on the condition that I would teach some new dish at a later date.

That's the number of dishes Ray could think of as bad as teaching a dish… and there would have been hundreds of servings in number.

I also had to pay a certain amount of money as a ray because I received a pan, frying pan, or large plate with dishes.

... Well, I didn't mean to be any more reluctant than it was the money I earned at the fight.

Either way, there are currently tons of dishes in Ray's mysteries, and the dried meat is followed by the mushroom and oak general filling stir-fry, eaten separately with ceto.

"Oak General, I miss you.... I feel like there was still a lot of meat left."

Whimpering, unfolding a list of mysteries in the back of his brain, he did have a fair amount of oak general meat left there.

I consume quite a bit of oak meat when eating food outside, but still haven't run out of all the meat as a loot when I raided the oak settlement.

"Why is the oak meat so delicious?"

"Gru."

To Ray's whining, Seto nods as he agrees, eating dishes divided into plates with couchworms.

Monster meat has more magic and more flavor if ranked higher.

This is why many people wish to eat the meat of dragons, arguably the highest peak of high-ranking monsters.

"Surely you want to try some dragon meat sometime. Seto would think so, wouldn't he?

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Ray brings the dish in front of him to his mouth as he laughs bitterly at the cash, to the words he returns instantly.

Only oak general meat, the texture is close to pork. But the gravy that overflows with every bite, and above all the meat itself, gives a very intense flavour.

(I guess this is what the top compatibility of pork looks like)

While thinking that way, Ray and Seto listened to the sound of bugs and had a peaceful time watching the fall moon alone with one person.

When Ray and Seto were having a relaxing time, there was the appearance of Vihela, Theorem and Tiyur at a distance of about a day from the Imperial City.

That's not all. Many have come to admire Vihela herself for her power as a third prince, or have saddled to a third prince at the request of Vihela.

Each came this far the day after tomorrow to rescue the third prince, the original flag of this group.

Patti, Vihella looks at the moon worryingly as she makes a patti noise and sees the burning fire.

Tiyur, watching it, sounds the violin as he looks out on the side of Vihera.

What you hear from that is some sad song.

Normally, lowering the morale of the soldiers is a tone that seems to be hated, but no one here near Vihera today speaks of that.

Ning Ro, the sad tone itself is the one most deserving of this occasion. His ears concentrate on the song, his eyes concentrate on Vihera.

Around Vihela, the firepowder of incendiary fire jumps, transforming even fantastic beauty into something even more mysterious.

War maiden.

Those around them have such a common feeling when they see how Vihera is doing.

Seek, like and enjoy the fight. Such a dangerous yet beautiful figure of a war maiden, as if inviting her opponent into the post-mortem world.

But the gaze of Vihera, who was unexpectedly looking at the moon, is directed towards those who are on the spot.

Each is in a position to command a soldier, Commanders.

The people who gathered to help their own brother.

And we'll be running through the battlefield together, my comrades.

It doesn't seem like civil unrest, and I don't want to, but if my brother is still under house arrest and is likely to be assassinated, there's no way I can leave him alone.

(but... I wonder what Ray would think)

The figure of the person you met, attracted to and fell in love with in the labyrinth city of Exil passes the back of your brain.

Smaller than myself, a face that's not weird to say a woman's face. It has the appearance that it does not seem very strong at first glance, but you can even say that the power it holds in itself is vicious.

Such a ray fights the noise of immobility, the proud Rank S adventurer of the Bestian Empire in a martial arts competition.

Depending on the time and timing, it can also get in the way of that fight.

(Hopefully it can happen at the right time after the finals...... Ray, stay safe)

Hmm, and that side of the sighing vihela was not meant to be a war maiden that floated until a few seconds ago, but a maiden in love.

Most of those on the spot fell in love with the face of their beloved maiden, Vihera.