Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"Is that Varaga Lumood?"

Me and Mr. Currier, who left the Grand Sacred Ground, were walking down the main street.

"You're the one who feels bad, aren't you? Like I said before, I'm not good."

"I'll say that, but when you do, you feel safe with Mr. Currier."

"Safe?

"Even when you were hibigami or rokia, you talk like an old acquaintance accustomed to Tomorrow. I'm not afraid of anything."

Even in the sight of Varaga's transformation earlier, Mr. Currier just gave a shuddering look: 'It's certainly a bad habit not to be able to contain who you are'.

"Really? I'm just talking like I used to..."

All the people from the Sixth Chamber I've ever met, except Mr. Currier, were the ones I didn't know how to handle.

I have no hesitation in fighting as an enemy, but it's not like I'm not comfortable with an airborne opponent like that.

But when Mr. Currier talks with him, he has a strange sense of security.

Maybe that's the air you can brew because you're a fellow native who knows your past opponents.

"And that man... he's strong, isn't he? So much so that Hibigami was treated in the same line as Currier as a potential guest."

"I don't know my true prowess either because I'm the same guy as Lokia and I don't show the bottom. I don't remember seeing Varaga fight for real. Just definitely outweighs me in defense. If he's serious about his defenses, he could even crack a hibigami."

"Hibigami seems to be good at creating motives for their opponents to fight, but that...... didn't Hibigami give a little bit to the world of Varaga or something?

That feeling of excessive hatred with pests seems easy to make it serious, though.

"So we're not going to take the positive-offense approach to the six people whose names were mentioned earlier - simply screwing them down with force. Varaga should also have another measure in place for the six people who were mentioned. That's the same as noise. In the six houses, he seemed to think of a number of ways to cut back on the hibigami boom."

Well, we don't need to deal with noise anymore, Currier added.

"Varaga Lumood doesn't seem to be one of them."

"In the first place, what he calls" my world "has been unclear for a long time. I mean, Varaga herself is the only one who knows what's bothering him. My usual personality is quite tolerant, and I'm rarely an angry man... but I feel sorry for myself."

"Uh... I think I know..."

"Huh? You're a troublesome guy, aren't you?

I heard Hibigami was a admittedly powerful man, so if I could, I would have asked for even one of the mock matches.

But would it be wise to avoid getting involved?

"When the Holy Martial Arts Festival is over, I just wish him a return to the Empire. - What do you look so happy about?

"No, Mr. Currier is really hard on people from six houses."

"Wow, I'm not fond of spicy things, either, am I? I'm sorry about those guys who come on their own. Hung... I don't think that Snake made a bad impression on Crohiko."

Mr. Currier gets prickly angry.

"Nevertheless, the founders of the Sixth House had summed up those dark faces very well."

"According to the noise, Tassogale also had a head for some."

I had imagined a more superhuman figure, but the founders of the Sixth Chamber also seemed to have a sense of crowd.

It must have been a constant struggle just to put the four Lokia, Noise and Varaga together in Hibigami.

"And the noise, you hated Varaga so much,"

"I can't believe we favored noise in six houses. It would be about tassels and hibigamis. Just like it or not, I think everyone has acknowledged the strength of noise since that time. The ability to fight and specialize in a single point of concentration would increase the armament to those in the other six houses, but I think the overall power would have pulled out the noise. It's no longer true... as Varaga said, if I had been on your side, I wouldn't have had such a comforting side."

Then we walked down the boulevard talking about our guests' impressions.

Just off the boulevard, turn around the direction of the Grand Sacred Ground.

The guests are here.

Finally, tomorrow, the Holy Martial Arts Festival begins.

I'm not a participant, but I may be more nervous than I am.

Everyone has worked hard for this Holy Martial Arts Festival.

The results do matter.

But most importantly, I want it to be a good competition.

The first day of the Sacred Martial Festival takes place in the first battle of each division.

The place is a school training ground.

If you win, the first match is played up to three games in a day.

Today alone, more than half of the participants fall off in World War I.

Anyway, due to the large numbers, the game is packed tightly this morning.

Matches in WWI have a shorter time per match than after WWII.

For this reason, it is likely that the way we fought in World War I, which foresees a short-term showdown, will be effective.

"It's finally the first battle, Mr. Ira"

"Yeah."

"Anyway, let's settle down"

"It's okay, I'm calm. Then... you're coming, Crohiko."

As Ira rocks her red hair, she walks to the center of the training ground in a light foothold.

I can't peek at tension from my expression or footprint.

Because of his complexion, he doesn't seem in bad condition.

This is the eighth training ground.

It is a training ground in which the first battle of Ayla Horn takes place, an unschooled grade.

The opponent is Guns Verheit, a three-year double-snake male candidate.

Guns is small, but the body holds that of a warrior.

Elegant and elegant atmosphere.

But on the peeling arm, a few scratches that even float thin.

Was it a wound sustained in the Holy Relic attack?

In his gaze dwelt the fighting spirit of those who had made it through the battle.

I borrowed Senior Ray's information network, and I've got the other guy's information in advance.

The current priesthood is fifteenth.

It's the 10th place platform, so you can call it the powerful one.

Guns is in third grade.

The resulting fifteenth place, which has accumulated in two and a half years, has a weight.

The two chairmen and Mr. Cecily rise to the topic, but there are also a large number of students in the gradeless who have the ability to say oh.

And there's really going to be a lot of third graders in the no grades.

I hear that most first and second graders enrolled in the divisions for each grade.

After all, third-year students tend to have higher levels of experience, because underclassmen who are not rivaled by strength make up a large number.

So it's unusual for a student to be in the first grade and in an unschooled grade like Ira.

"You're the daughter of the Horn family. Was your brother Lord Node Horn, the Knights of the Holy Tree, the Eight Swords?"

"Yes."

Pick a training sword and take it, and Mr. Ira nods.

"Atashi is going to be a saint tree man over his brother in the future"

Both, relative.

Guns waves a sword, like making sure things are going well.

"Your Little Holiness can never be said to be high. But..."

Guns is half-baked and takes the stand with his sword protruding.

"The person who dared to come out of first grade...... we will do everything we can to deal with you"

Third-year students considering joining the Knights of the Holy Tree want to have one or more results by graduation.

In order to be advantageous during the enlistment review.

It is also said that fewer people wish to join the Knights of the Holy Tree in the matter of the Four Ferocities, but I still hear that there are a certain number of people who want to be the Knights of the Holy Tree.

Honor is not the only thing a saint tree man who is joining the Knights gets.

I can benefit from the country in a variety of ways.

Some of them apply after leaving.

Do you think many would like to benefit from this?

This Sacred Martial Arts Festival, third grade students, will also be important in their judgment when choosing a department.

Do you aim for the top in the third grade division with low basic ratings but no strong enemies that seem to be strong other than Beoza Fallontessa?

You have a high basic rating, but are you ready to jump into an unschooled grade to fight the two chairmen and Cecily Arklite and even the candidates you remember in your arms?

In the first place, they said that candidates who wanted to give it a try showed their willingness to compete.

The Head of the Sochute was also pleased with the intentions of these future Saints.

Look out over the walls on all sides surrounding the training ground.

There are six spectators, including me.

Registration for the Holy Martial Arts Festival is not mandatory.

I heard about 80% of the contestants.

There are also many candidates who have their own games in WWI, so there are few spectators in the contest.

Still, in this first battle, it is allowed to watch the games of the non-participants and the general Wang du people.

The spectators themselves had quite a few gathered in the school, and the school we saw before coming here was busier than usual.

But anyway, the number of games is huge.

So the games that the audience is likely to spring up in other than the officials of the participants are about the games of the two chairmen or Mr. Cecily?

The pair of people talking hissopotamus a little further away from me, this time they seem to be joining each other.

Looks like Mr. Ira's opponent's classmate.

From earlier, the conversation between the two of us was getting in my ear.

They still have conversations about the Holy Martial Arts Festival.

"No, you, why didn't you go to the Holy Martial Arts Festival?

"'Cause at the Sacred Martial Arts Festival, the power of the ritual is suppressed, right? Most of the guys who didn't participate this time in the first place, they're good at the ritual, right? I'm told that's why Beoza met her in the middle of school."

"The weapon can be made for training, but the training technique itself doesn't exist... well, the only reason I don't participate is because of a foot injury."

One of the pair stole a look at me on the side.

"Speaking of non-participation, the curfew and Currier Verstein are also non-participating."

"Those two are arms that can work with the Four Homicides, so I heard the school decided it wouldn't be a tournament if I let them participate and treated them as non-participating? Even if you don't participate, you'll get a rating."

"I think I made the right decision. If there is too much power difference, it will not be established as a tournament. Guests from other countries will be interested in being shown such an unequal and open game."

"But... it's like that non-participation decided the veracity of the story that those two defeated the Four Violent Disasters, right?

"Right. Either way, it's a big deal, what about our school curfew? Even that left eye, you're talking about losing it in the fight against the Four Homicides. I'm sure it was an epic battle we couldn't imagine..."

"But why is that curse man coming to a game like this?

"Isn't that red-haired kid in the same group?

"If it's the same group, why don't we go watch Cecily Arklite's game? I have a reputation for being close."

"Right? You know who that girl is?

"Hmmm...... sorry, I don't know"

"Hmm, but... isn't that kid so cute?

"No, well, I agree..."

Is it not well known that I was the archaic opponent of Mr. Ira?

The topics related to the curse in the school feel very much like the beginning of a match with the student chairman.

Well, much better than being badly marked.

And - yes, the moment for the start of the game is imminent.

Both wore crystal bracelet-shaped magic conductors on their arms before starting.

The color of the green crystal that fits in that bracelet turns red, and when it makes more noise, it disqualifies at that point.

It is said that what happens makes the sound depends on the amount of sacrament.

Considering the presence of candidates who are good at the procedure in the game, the use of the procedure is also permitted for the time being.

But too much saccharin can cause lethal damage to the opponent.

The format of the Saint Martial Festival game is only a mock match.

As it is a battle, we must naturally be prepared for some injury, but this is not a tournament intended for the exchange of life.

Many attack techniques are powerful.

So the school side prepared a special bracelet so that only up to a certain amount of sacrament could be refined.

By the way, this holy martial arts festival, I couldn't use the ritual, and I left most of the ritual association to Mr. Ira.

"You finished wearing your bracelet, didn't you? So, both of you, about the position..."

The game lasts nine minutes.

The judge raised his hand high and waved down momentum.

"- Begin!"