Living in this World with Cut & Paste

"So, what do they call games?

When I said that, Silfi picked up a letter from a fool nobleman from the trash.

"... Hmm, let's just check inside.

Anyway, it's not a story. "

"... No, it was an out-of-the-box mattress."

His Royal Highness Lewis, who had already heard the outline in the King's Capital, answers us so.

Hey, don't be so polite and come up with a game where the rude guy is told by the royalty to be a mattomo thing...

On the contrary, don't get a little interested.

Silfi and Aisha also have an unexpected look on His Highness Lewis' words.

His Highness Lewis continues his conversation, grinning at how we are doing.

"There's a slightly stronger monster roaming about 50 kilometers north of the king's capital, the" Forest of the Spirit ”, right?

It's the bones of the game to gather material in the woods. "

For His Highness Lewis to say:

-Collect material determined within a restricted date.

A score is assigned to the material and the sum of that score determines the win or loss.

· Target material and scoring allocation will be considered by the Knights.

The points of distribution are added and reduced depending on the dismantling situation of the material.

· The duration of the event is two days.

· Place watchmen from the Knights in multiple woods so that no injustice can be done.

· Participants can stand for themselves.

This is a big mess.

Basically, each of the eight nobles who filed objections to our marriage chose eight adventurers to represent us.

Eight of them and a total of nine of me (plus the watchman knights) went into the woods, and each participant said that they would hunt and compete for points within the time frame.

When entering the woods, the Knights give me a special storage bag to dispose of the material there and collect it after it is finished.

This storage bag, by the way.

It seems to be the work of a famous smelter, and it seems to be a precious object of the "no time lapse” of what was put inside.

... Same guy I made with [inherent magic/space-time].

The smelter, I wonder how he made it, don't worry so much.

You can't make it the same way I do...

... Well, let's leave the storage bags.

The Forest of the Divine Spirit that will be the venue ”

Anything is a place famous for its ancient legend that divine beasts lie asleep deep in the woods, with slightly stronger monsters roaming around.

Goblins, for example.

Individuals living in this forest can be resistant to the hypegobulinism they find elsewhere.

And rare monsters appear that are rarely seen, and they are famous for being able to take precious materials.

Incidentally, His Royal Highness's clan, the Alchemy Library, needs a good collection of materials from this forest.

Once our clan has officially begun its activities, it has decided to collaborate, so we will continue to go to this forest.

"... I see, that's a decent piece of content indeed"

"But how are you going to do something wrong with being an idiot nobleman?

"... I bought and manipulated a knight.

I discovered that the Knights I came into contact with had pretended to have been bought and reported it. "

Anything. This seems to be their plan.

I borrowed a storage bag with no time lapse in advance from the Knights who acquired it and told them to collect a large amount of material in Man-made Sea tactics before the event.

And it's really simple and clear that it will be refilled into a newly handed storage bag on the date of the event and submitted as an achievement.

Normal people wouldn't think they could acquire knights, etc.

However, the amount offered for this acquisition was unparalleled.

Assuming it's bought, it's not that hard for the Knights to do it, and it's not that much trouble.

If you multiply the balance of effort and reward requested, there is no doubt that it is a condition of breaking.

It's not like the idiot aristocrats didn't even think about the possibility of being fooled by the Knights who bought them.

It seemed like he was going to push it off with the power of gold and the position of a leading nobleman.

But it's that brother-in-law (alt) who coaches the Knights of the King.

The Knights taught by my brother-in-law (Alto) said that there was no way for them to get on with such a takeover and that the plan had slipped away and would continue to this day.

... I don't know, you're a real idiot... he.

In the first place, if Silfi didn't get the game like this one, that would be the only way the plan would go bankrupt......

By now, I'm sure it's rampant at home?

"I could have caught Sir Claude at this point...

My father told me to try to get rid of all his friends who weren't directly involved.

Each main house could itself be involved, so they're going to get all eight of them. "

If it wasn't just the stupid aristocrats who are the sons, and even their parents were involved in this matter, it would be a hell of a thing.

If I suck, I guess I'll lose my house...

"Really, so your husband is the only one hunting in the woods?

"Right, the sisters are in Wangdu to prepare for the wedding.

There are dragons in this case, so it must be settled sooner or later.

That's why I'm putting my wedding date well ahead of schedule.

Tell Sir Claude to play the game using the knight I've brought with me.

Does that make it feel like we're officially going to have a game date and a wedding date?

"But isn't it unconvincing to say that Lewis' hand is going to play the game?

Whatever I say. "

"If the sisters win, I guess we should convince them that their abolition is conditional.

You're going to be spending quite a bit of money on that, so I'm sure you'll be happy to take it on those terms.

I'm sure you'll be unjust and definitely win. "

But if they hunt ahead and put it in storage, they're gonna lose even if I work hard that day, right?

When I asked him about it, he falsely handed over the storage to be loaned on the same day to someone who had not passed the time.

Naturally, if it is left in a storage bag with the passage of time, the material will gradually deteriorate, so it seems easy to prove.

Then, meeting for details, His Highness Lewis returned to the King's Capital.

... Looks really busy.

We're going to be busy, aren't we?

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"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Where will you hit this simmering rage!!

What the hell do you think I spent on rooting!

An effort that has taken root so far behind my brain comes to mind.

The First Princess, Sylphide Augusta.

If I can welcome that woman to my wife, my Roselia family will be at peace.

Besides, he's the beauty owner.

Let's just say my wife deserves it.

A royal family can decide to get along relatively easily if they have good possession skills.

I'm not proud of it, but I think my [both spears/poles] are pretty powerful.

Nonetheless, the royal family has refused to engage me.

... and many others of mine have been refused an engagement.

But there's no way we're not getting married forever.

Then we should make a compromise somewhere.

Tales have sprung up more than the royal family saying that Sylphide's marriage has been decided on the arrowhead I was thinking so.

Besides, apparently, they're civilians.

It doesn't taste good as it is.

We have to find a way to break this engagement.

That's what I thought, I took measures.

Get in touch with your fellow aristocrats who refused to talk to Sylphide, just like me, and get ready to go down there.

Consider a game based on "Eagle Hunt," a noble preference, sign up for a visit to the King, and give an overview of the game.

"Hmm, tell me to cover up the royally sanctioned wedding... Sir Claude Roselia, is that what you're saying?

"There is no annihilation, just fear that there will be civilian blood in the blood of the noble royal family."

"Well, I was a civilian, too, originally?

"Now Master Farren is His Majesty the King, isn't he?

Whatever the original origin, the royal lineage is currently flowing from Lady Farren.

Is it not a mistake to compare an unnamed civilian to Master Farren in the first place? "

"Hmm, okay. I see what you're saying.

If Silfi takes your suggestion... I'll think about it.

I don't think so, but you can back off. "

Eh, couldn't you take a word for it, okay?

It would be no exaggeration to say that you have admitted that you can think about it.

You have to hit the hand you can to make sure you win this game.

We shall speak to the familiar members of the First Knights and request their cooperation.

What, even when it comes to knights, it should be financially painful, if you hang more money with all the sushi, it won't be a problem.

I've been taking care of him for a long time.

Well, at this rate, I'll root it out and try to make Sylphide my wife at all costs.

... the rooting was perfect!!

But it doesn't make sense if Silfed doesn't come on the game at heart!!!!

What am I supposed to do?

How the hell can I get involved in a game?

Desperately circle your thoughts while suppressing your anger.

"Boy, the use of His Highness Lewis has come to visit, what do you do?

What, your Highness Lewis? What can I do for you?

"All right, let it pass."

When I took a trip to the visitors' room, a knight who would be the Kingsguard of His Highness Lewis was waiting for me.

"I heard a message from His Royal Highness Lewis?

"Ha, I'm keeping you to give this directly to Lord Claude"

With that said, he takes out a letter more than a pocket and hands it to me.

And "I did give it to you," he exits early.

... I'm not busy.

Open the beeswax in the letter handed to you and read the text with your mouth full of tea brought to you by Grandpa Ya.

"Holy crap!!!!

It says Sylphide has accepted to participate in this game.

… However, if we lose the game, we are making it conditional on our obsolescence…

Well, the roots are perfect, you never lose.

Now this marriage is broken.

Looks like my luck is finally turning to me, too.