Mobile Fortress Saratoga ~Silvery Sword Princess Became My Servant.

"Stay at rest for a while until the awards ceremony begins"

That's all I said when the treatment was over, and the magician in charge of healing left the room.

This is a combined infirmary in the gladiatory (Colosseum).

Hayza and I had a lot to talk about, but Nanashi was forced here by Princess Sword and Acting Housekeeper (Maid) Tricia.

One of the wounds, in fact, is not as deep as it looks, but with his own blood and his return blood, not a metaphor, but a full-body bloodstain.

Nanashi was treated by magic while sitting in a chair because he was hesitant to soil his bedroom.

When the magician leaves, he stands aside and opens his mouth to the princess of the sword, who was watching the treatment.

"Good luck, Lord. Is there anything that hurts?

"It's okay. It's not as big a deal as it looks."

In fact, the wound is almost blocked already, but it doesn't even recover to clothing on the boulder. Bloodstained skin and clothes remain intact and do look a lot sore.

"I can't go straight to the ceremony on a boulder. One moment please."

That said, when Princess Ken left the room, she immediately grabbed a bucket of water and returned.

"Lord, take off your clothes. Wipe your body."

That's what the sword princess said as she knelt (kneeled) over the cobblestone and squeezed the cloth that hit the hot water.

Even though he said he would do it himself, imagine he would end up being pushed out. Nanashi honestly removes his hood cape and takes off his short clothes (tunic).

Around being told but starting to act as they say, it may be good to say that most Nanashi are also being taught.

A sword princess whispers in her ear, who had been silently wiping Nanashi's back for a while.

"Lord."

"Yes, what is it?

"I know you don't have a choice, but I'd like you to avoid fighting that way if you can."

I guess you're talking about melee (infighting), not hate to get hurt.

"Did you think I could do it?

To Nanashi, who turned over her shoulder, the sword princess slowly shook her head.

"I never doubted the Lord's victory, but..."

My hands stopped wiping my back, and the sword princess was lying down.

"No one can hurt their chest more than their loved ones are hurting"

"... excuse me"

Nanashi stares over her shoulder with a slowly rising sword princess.

Small, trembling long lashes (lashes), lakes of oasis, clear pale eyes reminiscent of their underwater.

Nanashi was once again blinded by the beauty of the sword princess.

In a quiet room, outside the window, the stirring of people going down the street sounds far away, and it even makes me feel like only the two of them are somewhere disconnected from the world.

When the sword princess slowly meditates (crushes) her eyes, Nanashi's eyes are nailed to the gloss (twist) and lips of the sword princess, bringing their faces closer to each other from neither side.

And that's when my lips touch me.

Batan!

And, without one of the knocks, the door opened rampantly, and the two flew away so as to jump up.

"What?

When Nanashi looks at the door, Acting Housekeeper (Maid) Tricia stands faceless.

"No, knock or so!

A sword princess with a red face told her to disturb rarely.

But Tricia smiles lightly as she looks around at the two with a firm face.

"No, excuse me for this. There are some unpleasant signs (loving comedy smell)."

Nanashi and the sword princess looked away from Tricia, who said so and stared at her, awkwardly.

And then cough up one with Cohon and Tricia turns back to Nanashi.

"Young lady, the ceremony will begin in about a moment, so I've come to help you with your self esteem"

Do you understand?

"Oh, thank you"

Though upset, Nanashi is thankful for now.

And as I recall, I ask about childhood training.

"Mr. Tricia, what happened to Hayza?

"Your friend went to call because he was waiting outside."

"Really?"

Is there someone from the desert coming with us?

"That and Dear Maraine, you said that it would be easier for young people to have friends at the ceremony, so I arranged for your friends to attend as well"

"Oh, thank you. By the way, what do you mean by that...?

But Nanashi's question was silenced, and Tricia said, roughly taking out the clothes she had in her backhand.

"The young lady is in the lead tonight, so please replace her with a cochlear"

It has white underwear (trousers) just like a long white jacket decorated with gold thread.

"... isn't that too flashy?

Tricia laughed half a laugh for some reason and shook her head.

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High ceilings depicting angels.

And a large white-walled hall surrounded by a Corinthian cylinder.

The moment Nanashi opened the door to the ceremony hall that connects from the gladiatorial hall (Colosseum), Nanashi became distracted.

In a venue set up in a standing table format, many men and women dressed up laugh with their drinks in one hand.

To that sight, which is too remote, Nanashi felt out of place and inadvertently lagged behind.

The gaze of people's curiosity pierces the Nanashi simultaneously.

Of course there's no malice there.

Nanashi is the winner of the tournament now, and there's no way he won't get his attention.

In Nanashi's arms, which seemed to escape now, the sword princess gently tangled her arms.

"Lord, leave it to me"

Recently, an arrogant part of Tong (and Mi) has been noticeable, but in the first place, Princess Sword is from the nobility of the land of permafrost.

I have experienced and proficient in standing and dancing in these situations from an early age.

At the side, Nanashi escorts the sword princess. He wraps his arms around it so that it looks like that, and in Nanashi's ear, where the very same hands and feet of tension go forward at the same time, he whispers (sayings) slightly, "Right, left, right, left," causing the walk to proceed.

Next to Nanashi, who walked nervously, smiled gently, and the men staring at the sword princess were just sighing (or sighing) at its beauty.

"Sir Mehmet has returned to the Mansion once and is not here yet. How about a semi-finalist award?

Confirm that Nanashi has entered the castle and partition this ceremony as the host, the house of the Chaliss family slams his ear into Uncle Pericles.

Lord of Gordon, Lord Mehmet, has a high temper.

Thinking of that face, Uncle Pericles took a small sigh.

"I mean the guy, he could have bent Heso over for not being able to win. Skip the semi-finalist award and move on to the winner award."

"Yes, sir."

When Kyou answers that, Jiazai climbs to the stage and raises her voice.

"We will now conduct the award ceremony more than this. Dear Nanashi the winner!

"Ha, hi!?

All of a sudden, Nanashi jumps up loud and called his name.

A cuss burst of laughter from the surrounding area.

"Please come up on the stage. Your escort is fine with you."

"Yes, sir"

"Lord, calm down. Leave it to this Maris."

She embarrasses Nanashi and whispers in Nanashi's ear.

Left towed by the sword princess, as she took the stage in slow footsteps, there was a skinny but somewhere majestic waiting for a magnificent man on the stage.

It is Uncle Pericles.

A magnificent man with long hair stroked back and a luxurious robe feather.

It did seem to me that Maraine and I had a similar face to each other.

Coming all the way to Uncle Pericles, Princess Sword takes off her assembled arm and takes a step back from Nanashi.

"The winner of the tournament now! Please give a big round of applause to Master Nanashi!

To the words of the house slayer, Nanashi bows his head to the people in haste.

Hail Thunder applause.

Even to this boy, who was rarely admired by men, it seemed like an event in his dreams.

My heart goes off and I can't breathe.

I was filled with the desire to escape to the extra embarrassment.

"Master Nanashi, the winner, will receive the title of Fifth Sword Emperor. Gentlemen, call me Ken."

That's light, sword emperor!

It was the sword princess who put the twitch in my heart.

There was no room for that in the current Nanashi.

Tension, his eyes were dazzled and his hands reached out softly in front of Nanashi's eyes.

When I rushed up, Uncle Pericles was turning his full grin to Nanashi.

"Lord, it's a handshake. Shake hands."

Princess Sword whispers from behind urging her to do so, and Nanashi hurries to hold Uncle Pericles' hand.

"Master Nanashi will first be given the right to say 500 gold coins and one wish to your lord as a second prize"

Nanashi realizes haha and opens his mouth in haste.

Yes, this is the purpose for which you entered the gladiator tournament.

"I, my wish,"

Uncle Pericles whispered in a whisper that Nanashi was in a hurry and was about to say that with the opposite hand of shaking.

"Wait. Maraine tells me. I assume that means voting for Uncle Saratoga's innocence? Some people don't feel good when they ask. We'll see about that later."

Without breaking his smile, Uncle Pericles said so, and Nanashi nodded small.

"And at the end of the day, the winning prize enters (...)."

Admission?

That's funny rhetoric. As soon as Nanashi twisted his neck, I can hear the gear spinning from somewhere.

Looking around, I noticed that everyone was looking at the one above the Nanashi, in a deliberate manner.

As Nanashi slowly looked up, he saw a giant gondola descending mimicking a swan over his head.

Huh? What the hell?

Nanashi still doesn't understand what's going on and is opening his mouth pompously.

I could see Maraine dressed in a pure white dress on a gondola that gradually came down.

"The winning prize is Lord's Lady, Lady Malene.

The whole venue is colored by the words of the housekeeper.

"You mean your marriage to Master Maraine?

"Does that mean that boy is the next Uncle Pericles?

Words of surprise fly across the venue.

When Nanashi is confused and too horny, he is painfully powerful in the hands of Uncle Pericles, who is shaking his hand.

And in a push-kill voice, Uncle Pericles said.

"Wallet, he also wounded our cute mare mon, because he was shamelessly headed to his son-in-law's adopted son, and he was down Ibili till he died, let him go."

Looking up surprised, Uncle Pericles said, his face remains a full grin and his temples have raised a polar blue muscle.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

As soon as Nanashi raises a cry that does not speak, a battle runs on his back.

When I felt a tremendous cold air coming from behind me and turned around unexpectedly, Princess Sword's feet were starting to freeze with a full grin.

Ma, it's bad!

"Keh, Princess Sword, let's run!

Waving Uncle Pericles' hand away, Nanashi tried to run out of this venue, holding the sword princess's hand.

Mio's rescue will fail, but let's think about another hand already. An angry sword princess could sink every motorized castle fort Pericles as it is.

But something unexpected happened here.

This is what Princess Sword, who held Nanashi's hand back, said, pulling Nanashi away trying to escape.

"Take this story. Lord."

To the words of the unexpected sword princess. Nanashi said, "Heh?" and leak a dumb voice.

"I need to speak to Lord Malene."

"Duh, what do you mean?

"As I said.

I am the First Lady, Lord Malene is the Second Lady, and in the future Pericles is going to be inherited by a child born between Master Malene and me.

I don't want to do anything I don't like, but I can't interfere with the Lord's birth.

You can go outside the walls later and hit "Bufera di Nave" with a blizzard of ravages for a couple of shots. I'm sure it'll clear your mind. "

The sword princess said so with tears of blood, not metaphors.

Rest in peace, the outer moat is completely buried and cut off.

Instead, where there was an outer moat, it is as powerful as it is in a stirring.

But Nanashi still scratches his feet.

"Pei, Uncle Pericles, hey, hey, you're talking about me."

"Call me your stepfather. You are the next Uncle Pericles. I don't care how many wives you have.

Uncle Pericles had no ears to listen to.

And finally, when Gondola reached the stage, Maraine descended from the smoke that was magically burned in front of Nanashi.

"Unbundled"

"I'm a bummer, thank you very much from now on, sir. And they say,"

The housekeeper (maid), who held Maraine's word back, speaks for herself.

"Oh, uh, erm"

After he let his gaze swim for help around him, Nanashi dropped his shoulder, powerless as it was.