Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"You put a lot of work into it."

"I don't want to thank you. I hope you think you've used it well."

The castle of the great sage Vainamarinen, the Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circles).

Two men were facing each other in that library that Li Knight Eldrick credited with 'stinking'.

Yut Amaxa - The Great Sage Vaina Marinen with an amber liquid with a knob of dried goods obtained through visitors from different worlds.

And Ray Cruz, the black-haired swordsman who still makes a faceless look at the pet bottle of coffee he gets from Earth.

If Yut were here, the sight would likely hold his head to the imbalance. But if the inhabitants of this world (Brewers) saw it, they might be thrilled to see it as a storytelling occasion where legendary heroes banquet with unfamiliar food.

Either way, we're both not people who care about other people's ratings or anything.

"Plus, because of all the way into one event, I became a strangely luxurious contestant. I don't think we can beat them."

"That's when, that's when"

Ray Cruz says it off without moving one expression.

"You're getting more and more polished, Ray."

Poor beauty turns into a form of bitter laughter in the words of an old friend who hasn't hesitated - if he still thinks of this one as a friend. Character. Now, I can't change it.

"When this is over, what are you going to do?

"Well."

"Do we yet continue to avenge the elves and their God"

to that word, which inexplicably strikes the core, but the black-haired swordsman did not break his cool beauty.

A question that has been repeated for decades and rubbed off so much. And the answer is always one.

"Take back what was taken. It's just that."

"Well, if your lord doesn't die in vain, that's enough."

"If it's not for nothing, can I die"

"If I don't have regrets, I don't want any more. If I wanted to, I would die as long as I wanted. Except for me."

The black-haired swordsman sipped the coffee away in a breath, looking at the great sage who laughed.

Neither that bitterness nor the never seen container called a pet bottle will resonate with Ray Cruz's heart.

But that's fine.

Because there can't be anything in this world that touches the harp line of your heart that deprives you of your beloved.

Yes. Maybe I can work with Vainamarinen for a while and stand on the battlefield and cross blades with Eldrick. It's impossible, for example, that the spirit is exalted about it.

"If you can scorch, you'll be burned. If it does, I'm afraid of losing it. Love is love. It's hard."

Without even realizing how Ray Cruz was doing, Vainamarinen chanted that he could not open up and say things, and dried the drink alone.

"I see. Spell support is a tremendous thing."

"I think what's awesome is Alsace's sword moves."

Rapid construction combinations share their thoughts at a soldier's field inside the royal castle.

One is King Alsace, ruler of the Rotosilt kingdom. The other, under his ministry, is the Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa.

But there's only two of them on the field - not that.

Beneath their feet, fully armed close guards were groaning and rolling. Even temporarily, it is the national defence crisis that renders the Kingsguards inoperable. But it must be unprecedented that it was the king who should be most protected who exchanged it.

I can't hang around one thing - to be exact, I can't because of the severe pain running - it was the Kingsguards, but there was regret in their hearts and vision in their eyes.

Repentance, of course, because he had no hands or feet on the king to protect.

visions, of course, against King Alsace, who has so much strength.

I swear to my heart I need to be even stronger.

"Thank you for your hard work. Rest your body tight."

Alsace, who saw his squire take care of him, just ended the mock fight - yes. It's only training - moving on to reflection.

"I'm glad you praise me, but not yet. Some parts of us haven't kept up with spellbound support."

"Well, I've tried a lot."

Previously, when we dived into the Labyrinth (Dungeon) together, we also granted a spell. But this time it's game format. A spell that works great but has a short duration is also an option.

This time I tried Dragon's Might on the fifth staircase.

Grants dragon-like physical ability and resistance to physical damage. As far as the latter is concerned, it would be pointless in this tournament because it would be deactivated with demonized weapons.

"Nevertheless, a few more times and you'll get used to it"

"Then the next move is this one to match your attack..."

"I'll take as much time as I can."

"Nice to meet you"

Since King Alsace's decision to participate in the "Falv militancy," Yut had repeatedly trained for the production on regular visits to the King's Capital.

Nevertheless, we are not only visiting for training, as we are now making adjustments regarding the opening of Vermilio stores.

"The problem is, after all, that you can't compete with a user comparable to His Majesty Eldrick or the Marquis of Istas until the production"

Alsace deposits the treasure sword traitor with his squire and says it thoughtfully.

When a beautiful red-faced boy is worried, that's all it takes to paint. It may also be fascinating to see ball-like sweat floating just after exercise.

"I know if you sign up for a practice match, you'll be dealing with them, but you'll be exposed here and in your hands."

"I don't know what else to do."

"It won't be enough, but once I do, I plan on doing the best I can with the spell."

From earlier on, Yut has a slightly shattered wording, which was an instruction from Alsace.

Combine to fight together, but say it's outside of reluctance, upward and downward relationships, etc.

I didn't give you immediate assent, but if it's a royal life, I can't help it. Most of all, only when there are no other nobles who are loud.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

"Jijii...... it will also be anti-vaina marinen"

I can't even tell you that my mouth is ripped to the equivalent of Vainamarinen, etc. when it comes to melee warfare, but there are limited spells that can be used in that situation. The role of virtual vainamarinen should be fulfilled.

"Dear Alsace, why don't you take a break?

"Oh. Thank you, Eudit"

In exchange for the close guards, a queen with a bottle containing a towel and a sports drink rushes over with a smile like a full twist. Fluffy honey blondes shook and seemed to be flying particles of light along with it.

"If you move so much, you're going to be handicapped."

"Not yet, I'm fine."

"... hmm?

uncomfortable.

Instead, the brain may have refused to notice.

Still, it didn't take long for the suspicion to turn to certainty.

(Are you sure it's a good thing? I guess you should just relax if you think normally...... I can't tell you from myself, so what if it's waiting to be asked or something)

Patrol and Goto.

But it was soon broken.

"Seniors! I was watching the game. That was an awesome goal!

…………

"Don't shut up and react!

"No, that was an awesome backing voice right now. You can be a voice actor, can't you?

"Light up a little more."

Is it illuminated by the acorns themselves who say so? As deceitful as the queen is, she pushes a bottle of towels and sports drinks - Eudit's also what Acorn provided.

On board Yut's Moment Move (Teleport), he was an acorn who took part in socializing with Eudit and others, but he had an inner reflection that what he was unfamiliar with was not something to do.

"If you were a refreshing football player and a women's mane, you'd look better over there."

"... certainly too pretty for a beautiful man and woman, there's no gap"

If this was the high school grounds, it would have been the king and queen who would have been cursed by the boys' crew. No, is it only the king who is cursed? It's going to mean that beauty has no sin.

"Man, I don't know how stupid he is."

"Brave men, I suppose, can be like that once in a while?

"I can't."

Yuut shrugs her shoulders as she savors the sweetness and acidity of a warmer sports drink.

I can't go back to being a student anymore, and I'm not willing to.

"Zhu Yin is... no, it's nothing"

In an attempt to change the subject, I tried to ask about the discomfort earlier, but it wasn't just about asking a childhood friend.

"What?"

"Never mind."

No one will care if they say so, but Acorn decides to forget if it's useless to pursue it.

"What do you think? You think you can win?

"To whom?

"To Val for now"

"Uh-huh... Slightly worse minutes, but not more than you can reverse. Rather than Bayan and Dortmund, I guess the power relationship between Bartha and Real"

"Yeah. I don't know, but I know you won't know until you try."

Understand what I try to say in my childhood friend's particular conscience.

In fact, what matters to Acorn is not winning or losing. This kind of event involves Yut taking a step back and turning to the operation, and he's also showing motivation.

The old - she's the only one who knows - overlaps with Yut and makes me happy.

Speaking of which, I wanted to make sure.

"What is it?

Wiping the sweat, King Alsace, who became the perfect prince, speaks as he approaches the Yuts. Queen Eudit, who only looks like a teenage maiden, follows it with a full grin.

"Who and who will compete, is it decided?

"You haven't. It's not a lottery, I'll do some manipulation over here."

"Huh? Isn't that fraudulent?

A surprised acorn grabs his childhood friend's shoulder, but Yut doesn't move at all.

"'Cause if you can't fight an old man and a representative of a rock giant (Jarloot), you're in trouble, right?

"That's right...... but"

"Also, at Jii's request, we have to win a pair of Val and King Eldrick."

"That's what it is."

Look into Yuut's eyes from the front explaining why he can't be drawn, and open his mouth as King Alsace has decided to. The queen looks at the bravery with a dreamy maiden look.

"His Royal Highness Wang Taisun's opponent, will you leave it to me?

Your Majesty?

"Oh. Once, I had the same feelings as him. There must be something I can tell you. No, I might still be."

What the two of us have in common is a complex to heroes?

Yes, well, it's not easy to say... If you ask me, it must be appropriate.

I turned my gaze to the queen who would serve beside the king, but she did not change her smile like a full flower.

"Are you sure?

"Oh, sure."

That's all they say, no no no.

"Okay, I'll take care of it"

With a slightly playful tone and trickery, Yut followed the royal fate.