Her name is Alisa. You mean eight years older than Sarasa, so now you're eighteen?

He went on a son-in-law hunt & martial arts training journey the year before Sarasa's villages were attacked. I don't mind looking for a son-in-law, I'm a martial arts trainer. Where's the martial artist? No, you used to look like ancient martial arts. I was a martial artist.

And he didn't know the village was doomed because he didn't return home once. It's a weak transmission, this world. Almost only word of mouth. Sarasa informed me and I was in great shock.

"What an unconscious help! I wonder if this will keep the blood and moves of the clan going!

Oh, not just help, but also help. There may also be a left guard gate or something.

"My sister seems to have taken great care of me, and I have no words of gratitude. I want to thank you for your help."

"Oh, fine, fine. 'Cause it's just a accomplishment, and I just wanted to do it."

I'll hold Alisa down from her chair and bow her head deep.

Nevertheless, Sarasa's words "prisoners," "abuse," "rescue," "embrace," and "protection" were all words, and you well understood the situation. Do you still mean sisters?

"Yeah, well, I let you watch an earlier game from above. You used funny moves. What kind of moves is that going to tell the clan?

"Master Left's help. My name is Mathura Streaming Techniques, and I have been knitted by the ancestors of my clan. It is the mission of my clan to protect and convey this."

Matsuura Liu...... Matsuura Liu? I've never heard of it. But it's a Japanese-like name. I guess some ancient martial arts school. Is it the Sarasa clan that inherits it it?

Alisa's son-in-law search will mean putting in external blood so that the village's blood doesn't get too thick. Inbred marriages make it easier to have children with disabilities.

Martial arts training would also be part of the search for his son-in-law. If you're going to put new blood in the village, you're going to want strong man blood. He's looking for a strong man to call his martial arts training.

That means participation in this tournament is probably part of it. Strong men get together, and they can fight and work out. Two birds a stone.

"Actually, I'm not feeling well at hand... and it helps to win a prize."

I see, if you win the prize, you'll get the prize. Three birds a stone. Specifically, two gold coins if you stay in Best Eight. However, the four special frames need to remain in the Best Four.

She says she usually travels while doing requests as an adventurer. The adventurer system is great for samurai training journeys. They were mainly escorted by women, nobles, and monster crusades. You mean six stars now, so that's where your skill is. No, a solo, six-star would be quite an arm.

But the kingdom is the only place where the adventurer system is in place, so inevitably activities will also be centred within the kingdom. He hasn't been home to Ende in a long time. It is also impossible not to know that the village of my hometown has perished. It was like a hiding place in the first place, and they didn't even know there was a village around.

It's rare to describe it as unsatisfactory at hand, but the point is, it's short of money. When I repaired the damaged sword in the battle with the demons, they charged me a lot more than I thought, and I ran out of money.

Right, weapons usually hurt. I always use it coated on a flat surface, so it looks like a brand new one with no scratches. I've been using what I bought when I became an adventurer. I have never taken care of anything other than rubbing in oil once in a while. If you don't apply oil, you'll get rusty. Rust can't be helped on the plane.

I figured out what happened to her, and I told her that Sarasa would stay with me for a while. As for her, she said it would be fine if she was in the presence of someone with a clear identity. For the first time a title as a nobleman could have been useful.

He himself said he wanted to go back to Ende after the tournament and look for the village's survival. If you're from here, you can do more detailed searches than I can. Other survivors may be found.

They'll think about it later. Until then, they asked me to give my sister my regards.

That's it, and that's all you have to hear. It's a very important project.

"Why are you putting 'suke' or 'tsubo' at the end of the story?

"What? Because it's cool. Help. Isn't that cool, Aide?

"No, not at all?

"Garn, my lord! I can't seem to tell from the baron..."

Yeah, I feel that way, too.

The sixth group is said to have been won by a big man proud of his power without any particular turmoil. That concludes all qualifying for today.

In the Viscount's view, Alisa and the man who had long handed and footed other opponents are cautious. Yeah, I think so too. Especially Mr. Alisa.

I thought it was just me. Something else with martial arts experience means my advantages are gone. Besides, I'm small, short reach, and light weight. I can't even use magic during the tournament. Conditionally, I'm overwhelmingly disadvantaged.

But, well, I'm not that pessimistic. Even if you can't use magic, you can use physical enhancement and sign detection. If I can use these two, I don't care about interpersonal fights.

Besides, she's the same one who lost her advantage. It's between people who know martial arts.

I'm not familiar with ancient martial arts, but I know a lot about Aikido and Chinese martial arts. I checked it out for game production. Unlike an opponent who doesn't know how to fight before. It's not homosexual. She'll never play against an opponent like that either. I don't know the combination yet, but I think I can handle it even if I hit it.

It's still the Viscount that's going to be our biggest rival. The great body and the power that matches it, and the physical strengthening that further enhances it, the pitiful judgment that has been forged in numerous real-life battles. Clearly, it's super handy. It's not sane to fight without magic. I would never fight unless it was a tournament. Run as far as you can. Well, I can't help it this time. Let's do something about it.

Tomorrow is the second day of qualifying. There may be someone as cautious as Alisa. I'd appreciate it if you weren't here, but it's not something I can handle with my hopes. We need to keep a good eye on it.

"Is that you, Kent?

"Homma or. What the hell, Ken?

"No, you're on the stage, aren't you in the tournament?

A facial acquaintance was in the final set of qualifying day two. I'm Kikka's cousin and I love Kikka, Aohar in the middle of rivalry about me, single-minded Kent the Sea Elf.

He stands in the middle of the arena and looks at me. My gaze is mainly on me, and flickering and kicking ass. It's easy to understand.

And then the final round of the qualifying round started.

"Uh, in the meantime, congratulations on breaking through the qualifying round"

"Well, luck is of strength. It wasn't a bit tight at the end of the day."

"Ugh...... thanks"

Once again, it's the post-game restroom. Kikka is the only one offering this time. Everyone else was asked to return to the inn first. It's a decision that only the parties would be better off because maybe it would be a story that got into it. Well, shy Kent, I don't know if you suddenly confess, just in case.

Kent, you managed to break through the qualifying round. With a scratch.

I managed to knock them down until the two of them, but from the third person, they were physically tough, and I've been focusing on avoiding them ever since. Still, I got a few good shots and it was finally a condition where I stood just before the time ran out. In the end, it turned out to be the guttest result of all qualifying games: the pull of the four of us.

Kent, who pulled a brilliant hit with the scratch, still seems to have something. Luck is, in a way, the most troublesome thing. The patronage of the goddess sometimes flips through the stacked effort and drills. You're getting handsome! Keh!

Well, but after tomorrow, you won't be in the love of that goddess. 'Cause I got it from the other game, Kent, and your face is swollen. The handsome effect should be halved.

"Kikka, get him some cold water for this"

"Yes. Hey, Ken. Now when you cool your face."

"Thank you, Kikka"

Kikka magically contains cold water in the hand wipe I gave her, and I hand it to you, Kent. Kent, your cheeks are a little red. It's really easy to understand.

Kent, as always, speaks in the standard language of Kansai Intonation. He looks like a Kansai who just came out of Kanto. Well, I'm gonna start talking in Kansai Valve right away. That's the Kansai.

"You may have a mild fever tonight, so chill the affected area and rest. If the pain and swelling seem terrible, you should abstain from tomorrow's game. I can't. I have to have the after-effects."

"I'm leaving! Get out, I'll win!

"Once again, well, when I can't. But Ken, you said you wanted to be strong. If I work as hard as I can, yeah? Hard working boys are cool. Yeah."

"Ugh, yeah! I'll do my best, Kikka!

You blunt heroine, pure boy.

It seems to send salt to the enemy, but personally, I don't hate you, Kent. A good young man who's simple and straight...... because he's a boy. Osama in me wants to be there for me. I don't know if I'm going to win the final tournament, but I want you to join me as fully as possible.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

"See you tomorrow."

"Yeah. See you tomorrow, Kikka!

Well, I'm not willing to lose. Even if the goddess is on her side, I'll turn back with Moffmoff love! Moffmoff, before love, all other love falls down!

Well, do you want to go home and moff Wu and Tarodiro to feed your English for tomorrow?