Maou No Utsuwa

Benedica, capital of the Lenatus divine kingdom.

Many people are now gathered in the capital, which is usually only visited by zealous followers of divinity. All of this has given rise to a noisy atmosphere that I don't think is true of believers. To be a brave man, he is proud of his arms and his companions, gathered from all over the world.

To too many people, the Pontifical Agency, which partitions the ritual of selection of the brave, was in turmoil. As was the case with the last selection, the brave are often chosen from among the Knights of God and enthusiastic believers, making them compete in arms for once, but it was also all about form, and it was like if only a handful of candidates gathered for one or three fights, there would be results.

But this time, more than three hundred brave applicants have come together. And even now it kept growing.

"That's an amazing response."

Cardinal Sismond Catalani, who is partitioning the rite of selection, floats in the number of candidates, but the faces of the two other Cardinals of Bishops besides him are bitter.

"Even if the numbers are gathered, is no one of the well-known from the Empire of Schutzarten or from the Kingdom of Ruthua participating? We hear that many of those gathered are also predators."

"No, that's"

The face of Cardinal Sismond, who was floating on the point of Cardinal Conte, was clouded.

"But what are you going to do with the Empire of Schutzarten and the Kingdom of Ruthua? I didn't know you'd ignore the church."

"From both countries, in the name of companions, you just have to gather them together."

"I have that hand, though. So were there any good people?

Cardinal Conte waved the story to Cardinal Bianco, the epistle of the Knights of God.

"I haven't gotten a report yet. Anyway, there's too many of them, and the sorting still takes time."

"Can you grasp that much? Demon raids are still ongoing. We have to pick a brave man as soon as possible and make him stop it."

"I know. That's why some of the Church knights in the Church Capital are called the mighty, and they're dealing with each other. I've already found a few men with arms who might be able to climb as knights."

"That's like saying you're not strong enough to be a brave man."

"... but"

"But aren't there any church knights?

I can't tell if he's here or not.

"What do you mean?

"Even if you think this one is strong, it doesn't necessarily work for the Demon King, does it? I can't fail anymore. Anyway, make those who are a little stronger brave. That's what I'm saying."

"Right......"

Knowing the damage done to the Knights of the Divine Church, the Cardinals of the Bishops are also just as cautious. I can't be going to tangle politics in this brave selection.

"In that sense, it's a good thing the numbers have gathered. There are as many as there are who are anonymous or strong. I want to find someone like that."

"I'll leave that to the Knights. How are you preparing for the ritual?

Also, the subject returned to the charge of the Cardinal of the Bishop of Sismond.

"We are rushing to expand the venue. You won't have a problem first."

"What about the other one?

"... are you sure you want to do this?

There is another task that is in charge of the Cardinal Bishop of Sismond, about which, unlike the liturgy of selection, I am not at all motivated.

"It's a great way to decorate a brave man's doorstep. I became a heretic because of dealing with the heretic, the Demon King, who raised the Demon King. Either is good. Anyway, we sacrifice the officials of the Demon King."

"Sacrifice, etc. God doesn't want that."

"It's the Aya of the Word. Even if he were a person of the Church, he would resolutely cut it off if it was an associate of the Demon King. Show the will of the Church."

"Is that method of incineration? Isn't that a little cruel?

"Now what are you saying? We've made up our minds."

"Yes, it is."

"Anyway, I'm at your disposal to prepare the venue. Please finish what you deserve to receive God's Messenger."

"... ok"

And the Church brings misfortune by its own actions.

◇ ◇ ◇

The valiant applicants who have gathered in the Church Capital will soon stand with the Church Knight as soon as the reception is complete. To narrow down the candidates in the final selection.

There are more than a dozen church knights who are opponents. Five people take turns at a time to deal with the applicant, but that doesn't go as far as the church thinks.

As a valiant applicant, I was just staring around at the game to determine its strength, wanting to fight a slightly weaker church knight.

The discernment is finally over, and the valiant applicants line up in front of the Church Knight. Naturally, it was supposed to be concentrated in one place. No matter how many times the Church Knights try to correct it, they leave the line and go back to where they came from. No matter how long it's been like that, the squeeze hasn't progressed.

On the other hand, many audiences were sending a hot glance at the battle in other rows, ignoring such applicants. They had a purpose to do so.

"Hey, you're young. You don't fight? You're a volunteer too, aren't you?

"Yes, I did."

"What's up?

"I gave up because I couldn't possibly win"

"Huh? Really? Looks pretty strong though. Look, you've lost that church knight so many times. Wouldn't you be able to win over there?

"It doesn't make sense to beat that one, does it? There are other strong church knights, who can't be brave unless they beat those who beat them."

"Sort of. But if I can be recognized, I can be a church knight."

"That sucks."

"Why? Rumor has it you'll have a pretty good life."

"You don't know? The Knights of the Divine Church are being attacked by demons everywhere, and several divisions are wiped out"

"What!?

The attack on the Knights of God has not been made public. It is visible that the Church will become a mayhem if we know it. To prevent it.

"Being a church knight just kills you right away. I'm sorry."

"... I didn't know. Is that what's happening?

"The Church hastily assembled the Knights of God here to defend the Church capital, apparently. But that's a failure, too."

"Why?"

"If you know where you're going, it's easy to attack, isn't it? Don't think some of the Knights of the Divinity are still attacked on their way to the Church Capital"

"... the Church Capital is all right, isn't it?

"Come on? But you're a brave man for that."

"Well, well."

"Oh, now you've broken a thousand dreams."

"You earn serious money."

"I couldn't do that, so I tried to be a brave man. I don't even have enough money to go back."

"Well, at least make a dime"

"I knew there was?

"Naturally, right? I rarely get a chance like this. That's why I come here every day to watch."

Even if the Church says that the rite of selection of the brave is a sacred ritual, etc., it is a bit of entertainment for the general public. If the battle for selection were to take place, it would naturally be the subject of a bet.

"I see. Has he ever been awesome?

"Come on, you're not gonna teach me that, are you?

"Is that true, too? Then I guess I'll look for it after today. Well, I don't even think I need to see it today."

"Why not?

"There's no way they're strong enough to pick someone to fight with, is there? That's all I know. Later, I just saw it today, and I figured out the guy who's tough to break."

"Disconnect?"

"Oh, that feels like a different digit"

"... who seemed strong before, shall I tell you?

"Huh?"

The man quickly translated the words he had just spoken. Naturally, there's a reason for that.

"Instead, tell me what kind of cutthroat he is."

"That's the thing. It would be good. It's him, that young guy."

"... you're lying, right?

What the man pointed at. A man of ordinary stature like anywhere else. I looked at it all the time, it didn't look strong.

"I was out of hand in the battle with the Church Knight. That was in front of the other applicants, hiding their strength."

"Is it really true?

"I'll tell you what, I'm going to do that, too. They also have a little power to spot the strength of the opponent. From what I can tell, he's the only one who thinks it sucks. The rest of us can win without a sword."

"Right...... Okay."

With so much strength, I give up the brave. The man is unaware of this contradiction.

"What about you?

"Ah, oh. You're the big black guy I saw yesterday."

"... Okay, old man, you don't have eyes to look at, do you?

"Hey, I'm an amateur."

"Well, give me the money"

"Huh?"

"Information fee. I just can't allow people to tell me what to do."

"... then, a piece of copper coin"

"One silver coin"

"That's not true! It's too expensive, isn't it?

It's actually too expensive. If you have the wealth to pay for that, the man will not be desperately gathering information from this point on.

"I'm hiding my strength, so I think it's going to multiply considerably. If you bet there, it's about a slice of silver, right?

"Maybe so, but there's no guarantee you'll win, right?

"Well, that's right. Competition is not just determined by strength or weakness. Then I'll hit you with thirty copper coins."

"Ten."

"Twenty. I can't take this any further. I'll teach the others if I don't pay for this. Then the multiplier will go down all at once."

"... in twenty sheets"

Sadly, the man accepted. At the time the man said ten, he thought this was the place to drop them.

"Yes, a decision. As I said earlier, it's not just about strength and weakness. Don't complain because you lost."

"I know. There you go, 20 copper coins."

"Sure. Then I'll make it ten per person after tomorrow."

"... Hey? So, how much am I gonna pay?

"Come on? It's up to you to pay for what you hear."

"Something's starting to make me feel like I'm being fooled, huh?

"The information is definite. It's up to you how you make use of it."

"Well, I am. Well, if you feel like it, I'll ask you again."

"Oh, go ahead"

The man, leaning his neck slightly, left the spot. And another man calls out to replace it.

"Even without a sword. So what about him? What if I had a sword?

"Well, I guess I can win"

"I guess. That's a lot of work for 20 copper coins."

"'Cause you're free, right? You just have to look at the real thing to determine your strength."

"That's true, though."

"I don't care about stories like this. Is the matter of the bishop true?

"Oh. You were getting ready to look like that. More like a burn."

"... Was Maria better?

"I wonder if you wouldn't make a fool of me. I'm pretty confident in dealing with flames."

"Is that true, too? When that happens, will you just wait for the day? Do you know what day it is after that?

"Five days tops, maybe. Everything has to do with star patrols."

"That's not true. Well, it's a good thing you set the date with that in mind. Five days, tops. Until then, go back to the inn and sleep."

"Five days?

"... you can't do that"

"Well, that's better. We need to avoid being conspicuous."

"That's the thing. Then let's go back. Oh, or do you want to go find some good food?

"Cebu"

"Chi."

Ignaerts is not confident enough to walk flirtatiously in the middle of an enemy land. Thinking about doing that in peace is about as good as kamui.

◇ ◇ ◇

The main contest for the selection of the brave men was to take place three days later.

The church is not stupid either. Candidates trying to pick a match decided to cut it off when they did. Still, three days later, it was sticky until the end of the day.

Thirty-two candidates will compete in this election. The tournament was held for thirty-two people.

The exuberance of the venue remains the same whether that is the capital of the Church or not. Those who buy food in outdoor stores and try to enjoy watching games. Who, for betting purposes, stares at the candidate with a serious look on his face. Except he who rejoices in the festivities. Those people, they were turning it back.

In a completely different light from that, the two people watching the main election are Kamui and Ignaz.

"... have you done anything wrong to His Royal Highness?

"Why?"

"This could have gotten us there."

"Well. But I'm just going to be ashamed if I can't be brave, so that's good for me."

So far, no candidate has appeared in the eyes of the Kamuis. For both of us, there's just a boring battle going on.

Confirming the strength of the brave men who may be the greatest enemies and the rescue of Bishop Mondiani. For this reason, Kamui himself came into the home of the enemy because of Kamui's obsession.

Regardless of the brave man, the matter of the bishop is a private matter. I thought I couldn't involve the Demons for personal reasons.

Naturally, there was fierce opposition around, but I can't even tell you to give up rescue, or the Demons can dive into the church capital in a group, and Kamui and Ignaz as your prospective role, are both here in the church capital.

What's not alt or lutz is that when it comes to trouble, you assume to attack the church capital. The two of you are its commanding officers.

And for the reason that if you are an Ignaz, you can confuse your enemies to a certain extent with a single magic shot. That's not Maria, needless to say. Because there's no way we're sending Maria to the church capital where she's going to storm more than Kamui.

"Oh, I'm out"

With the advent of one candidate, the boring time was finally about to end.

A brunette young man about the same age as Kamui showed up on the battlefield. This is the young man Kamui said he was cut off from.

"You have dark hair."

"Oh. Discover, or be descended from a brave man."

"It's possible that the Descendants of the Demon King..."

"Either way, it doesn't matter. Strong or not."

"Is that it? You care a lot"

"I'm hiding my strength. Actually, it's possible I'm strong enough not to see through."

"That's prudent. Well, that's better. Well, we'll have to figure it out in the last few fights."

"Yeah. But you can't do it this time. The other guy was too weak."

"... done?

For just a few moments, the match was over while we were having a conversation. He had stepped forward with the signal to start and decided to compete in about two.

"I'll be bored again..."

"Isn't there anyone else?

"I don't know. I think you figured it out later. Well, you're strong, so wait and see."

"Right.... hey, one question."

"What?

"Why the sword? Wouldn't you magically compete?

As an Ignaz who specializes in magic, he doesn't seem convinced of the way in which he decides to be a brave man solely by the power of his sword.

"For a good reason"

"Like what?"

"The protection given to the brave seems to be like inner magic. Sounds more like magic or purity than magic itself, but as an effect, it simply strengthens the body."

"I see. Then I'm convinced."

"Under the influence of this, or all swordsmanship competitions in various countries, they don't take place at magic competitions. I don't know if this is true."

"That's boring."

"But magic competitions are hard, aren't they? There's no such thing as simulated magic."

"You know, it's kind of neutral, it's powerful."

"That would be plain. Each and every one of you, you're gonna hit the magic toward the target, right?

"... you lack excitement. Only a bastard can tell."

"That's the thing. In the end, even if we compete for the sword, as you can see from looking around, the people who see it just want to enjoy the festivities."

"Right."

Even in the ensuing matches, no candidate appeared who seemed more than that youth. Finally, tomorrow, the brave will decide. Tomorrow will be another wasted day for the two of us who have figured out more than half the results.

With that in mind, they left the venue behind.

◇ ◇ ◇

Back at the inn, it was the two of us who went to bed early, but it didn't work out for me. I can't sleep because of the noise of contention I hear from outside the window.

"... Shut up"

"I wonder what a church knight is doing."

"I don't know. Let's get this over with or somebody stop it."

"Right."

"... oh, no more"

Kamui jumped out of bed looking frustrated.

"What are we going to do?

"I can't sleep because I'm concerned, I'm gonna stop"

"... don't stand out, okay?

"It's okay, 'cause I'm gonna finish it fast."

Camui, getting out of bed, took the sword she had left behind and jumped straight out the window.

"... I told you to stand out. This is the third floor."

While complaining about such a kamui, Ignaz wore a futon and went straight to sleep. Ignaz isn't loud enough.

Kamui, jumping off the third floor of the inn, walked straight to those who spoke. Turn around the alley and come across the sight as expected.

A woman held back by a man from behind. The mouth about to scream was blocked by the man's hand. A voice leaking from it is who Kamui said was loud. Now Kamui can feel this voice.

And before that, one man being assaulted by a few. Without groaning, the man who stood still was a brave candidate youth.

"... Shut up"

When he approached without a sound, Kamui struck a man who was strangling a woman with wings. Soon after I raise my voice, the man, collapses on the spot.

"What?"

"Can you keep quiet because it's so loud? Or, conversely, call people out loud to end things. Okay, please."

"Chi, hey!?

"What is it?

"Please help him!

"He... Oh, him."

"Yes."

"Okay. Whoa! The hostages have been freed! You don't have to put up with this anymore!

"Become!?

Both the woman and the men attacking the youth voiced surprise at Kamui's raised voice.

"Hey! That's not what I'm saying to help!

"Is that it? He's strong, isn't he?

"Yeah, yeah."

"Don't get up. Was it more damaging than I thought? Well, what do we do?

"I don't care what you do, you help me."

"Me? Hmm. They're telling me not to stand out."

"Not if you're saying that!

It was a camouflage who did not try to help, but the woman's wishes would soon be fulfilled. by the men who were assaulting.

"How dare you be one of us!

"entangled...... It's your fault, isn't it?

"Me? That's not the case, is it?

"I'm not kidding! Hey! First I'm gonna shut this fucking bastard up!

"Oh," "hehe," "the fool."

Spit out the dialogue of the villains themselves, as promised, the men surrounding Kamui. And where we surrounded ourselves, the men fell down in turn. I didn't have to use my sword, I just fainted from a spinning kick.

"Yes, I helped"

"... Oh, thank you, thank you"

"I'm not heartfelt..."

"A little surprised"

"Well, okay. I think you should treat him quickly."

"Ah! Ralph! It's okay, Ralph!

A woman rushing over to the young man she called Ralph in a hurry. Holding his head back, he is diligently calling the name of the youth, but he had no reaction to it.

"... oh, I can't help it"

Seeing that, sighing, Kamui approached the two of them.

"Yes, call a doctor..."

"I was wondering if you could leave it to me for a moment before then"

"Hey, what..."

"Show the power of grace, the power of healing, the power of healing, healing this man's wounds, healing!

A glimmer of light flooding out of Kamui's hands. The shizuku descends on Ralph's body.

The light that has spread to encompass increases its radiance for a time and illuminates the surrounding area.

"And sacred magic? Are you a church knight?

"... well, like that. Well, trauma is fine, but the injuries in your body, they don't heal quickly. Let them rest."

"Oh, thank you"

"You're welcome. Well, here I am"

"Oh, that!

I'm not as good as a name.

…………

"Is that it?"

"I want you to carry me to the inn... When I'm alone, the..."

"... right"