Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"Hey, both of you"

It was Senior Ray who spoke to us from the training ground after the game.

"Ray!"

Mr. Ira rushes over happy.

"Is Ray's game over yet?

"Yeah, I managed to break through."

"That's Ray. Hey. Oh, my God!

"Thank you. Looks like you won, too, from what I can tell. I was a little worried because I was a high opponent of the Little Sage, was that a concern?

Mr. Ira tumbled at the fingertips of both hands and whispered.

"Ku, thanks to Krohiko..."

Senior Ray sends his gaze to me, alright.

"Thanks to you? They're counting on you, aren't they?

"Two victories."

"Hehe? Working together, huh? Hmm... is this just a couple?

"Also, if I lay... too much leap!

Ira, who can illuminate no, slapped Senior Ray on the back forcefully.

"Oops!

There was unexpected damage in it for Senior Ray whether he applied or subtracted the force incorrectly.

"And anyway, Mr. Ira's first fight was great. Senior Ray's information was also helpful. Thank you."

"Keho, keho... well, you're the one who used the information. It's pointless to have to take advantage of what you got, because there was only information, right?

"Haha, Ray's quite modest, isn't he?

"Yes! I'm the most humble woman in the Renault thread! Leave it to me!

…………

If you're proud of the country's best humility, I'd like you to cross Mr. Mia first.

"But I can't get out of my mind yet. We still have two games left today."

In one of my words, Ira squeezes her expression and makes a fist grip.

"Well, I won't try again."

But if you open the lid a lot, Mr. Ira won the second and third games with plenty of room.

Especially Game III was one small holy opponent higher than Guns in World War I, but Mr. Ira made an exquisite offense while using the technique for the feint, winning it unsafe.

"Ya, Crohiko. Thanks for waiting."

Ira, in uniform after the third game, came to the dining room at the rendezvous point.

"Good day, Mr. Ira"

Speaking of labor, I offer one of the cups I had in both hands.

"Yes, this is a celebration of World War II."

The contents are the usual tonoa water.

"Thanks! Because of that, and don't hesitate to take it"

Is it possible that we have stopped hesitating in places like this because we have been shrinking our distance from each other over time for archeology?

The two of us take our seats.

Even after training before the Holy Martial Arts Festival, the two of us often drank Tonoa water in this way.

I also feel a little lonely when I think that a moment like this will end with the Holy Martial Arts Festival.

"The opponent in the third game had a small sanctuary above Guns, but it looks like you could do it without feeling it"

Mr. Ira smiles bitterly as he scratches his head.

"Look, Atashi, because you've been watching Currier and the Four Felons fight? Compared to the Four Homicides, it relieves your feelings."

She is witnessing the battle of the Four Felonies.

I can tell you that I was unlucky to be there.

But the quality of the battle has changed dramatically in her, the name of the injury.

"It's in your head as your first goal, isn't it? Mixed with that battle, it's a strength that can help Currier..."

Mr. Ira said, with a distant eye that seemed to overthink the spectacular battle he had encountered himself.

What she is aiming for is the strength to play a supporting role in fighting a four-major-class enemy.

Put the cup on the table and Mr. Ira speaks of her determination.

"I can't do it right now - but I want to get to that realm someday, too."

"As a first step, let us first come to this Holy Martial Arts Festival with all our might. The higher you go, the more food you'll get."

"The goal is high - but one thing at a time in front of you, right?

That was the word I used to say once in a while during my audition for the Holy Martial Arts Festival, also with self-restraint.

"Yes, you're right. Hold on to WWII, let's go win."

"Ugh."

We put the cup back in and left the dining room.

By sundown, the results of World War I were in order.

In the freshman division, Siegbelt Gilès and Hilgis Emeralda showed an overwhelming difference in power from their surroundings, winning them up.

If you two are strong enough, it seems to work even in an unschooled grade, but after what you two discussed, you made it your policy to avoid bumping into Mr. Cecily?

If the two keep going to the final like this, Sieg and Mr. Hilgis will bump into each other in the final.

Sieg and others seem to be straining because they think people are coming to the game.

He also had several reputable strong players in his freshman year, and Mr. Hilgis said, "Not yet, I can't get out of my mind".

In the second-year division, Senior Ray advanced to Game II.

That guy usually has a yuru impression... but what do you care about the level of swordsmanship and technique...

In the third grade division in the absence of the two chairmen, Beoza Fallontessa still showed off the power she had slipped through.

His strength is considerable because even this holy martial arts festival, where the power of the technique is diminished by the bracelet for the tournament, demonstrates a fighting power that does not attract anyone else.

The seat at the top of the throne is not Dada.

And featured gradeless.

The two chairmen finished all of Game I with victories, as previously reputed.

Neither was the intrinsic procedure used.

I didn't need to use it, is that correct?

As far as Chairman Kudelka was concerned, he was in the second game with an opponent approaching third place in his priesthood, but I heard that the game itself was settled in about a minute.

Chairman Doristos said he surrendered when his opponent in Game III received his first effective hit?

Given that the contents of the match are also added to the ratings, there is usually no choice to surrender.

But the opponent must have felt such an unbridled difference in power that he wanted to surrender.

By the way, I can say that in that sense, Mr. Ira's first game was also a rare settlement (my guess is that was a surrender because he wanted to entrust the future to his opponent).

Speaking of the previous reputation, so is Cecily Arklite.

The third game was after all of Mr. Ira's games, so I went to the game too.

The first surprise was the number of spectators.

Mr. Ira's game didn't fluctuate as much as this until Game 3, but Mr. Cecily's third game was over fifty.

That many people in an extraordinarily narrow training ground compared to the Great Sacred Ground.

Normally, it's not strange that mental influences occur, but Mr. Cecily was flat, even with his gaze from all around him.

I'm just used to gathering my gaze from time to time.

Conversely, the opponent was swallowed by the heat and air of the training ground, which was so pathetic to watch.

In the end, the game ended without carving a minute.

A match that determines the next effective hit, more than a dozen seconds after the judge's effective hit decision.

After the game, the audience's enthusiasm was growing more.

If this Cecily Arklite wins, it will always be one of the two chairmen somewhere.

Student chairman known as the school's strongest.

Chairman of the Wind Discipline, known as School Undefeated.

How do geniuses and famous beauty double-swordsmen fight those chairmen with monstrous and inherent art ceremonies?

I found everyone inflating their breasts to their expectations.

After the game, I heard the audience having this conversation.

"Of the three people I've just mentioned, the first two of them are going to hit somewhere, right?

"Right."

"So, even in the final, it's going to be a game for two of the three.

"Sophomores are delicious twice."

"Well, it's a subtle shame that Beoza Fallontessa is only in those two games because of the fact that she's by grade"

If you hear this conversation, I really want Ira to win.

Nevertheless, first the day after tomorrow in World War II.

And if you break through Game II, you will be pawned into Game III, where the semi-finals and finals will take place.

Right now, I can't wait for the match table to be pasted out tomorrow afternoon.

The day after World War I, it is a day of rest.

Ms. Ira will also be asked to focus on resting her body today, apart from morning training at the adjustment level.

I want you to get some rest today and get ready for WWII.

In WWII, you will meet the powerful who have been through WWI.

Some may have gained more strength than the Little Sacred Throne in training.

Well - this morning, I was called by Mr. Makina to come to the dean's office.

"Looks like Ira, you were the archaic opponent, moved on to World War II tomorrow."

The first topic that came up was that of WWI.

"If you look at the Little Sacred Position alone, it will take the form of breaking the superior... Was that child that strong? Or the result of this one, thanks to your special training?

"I originally had the cost of stretching. And from the time I started school, I was treated like a powerful person in the Lions."

"Did you feel like you were hiding behind Cecily and Currier?

"Perhaps. Surprisingly, people can only get to the top."

It seems that all Mr. Currier and Mr. Cecily were on the subject even during past giant crusade operations, and none of Ira's impressions of being squad leader of the offensive squad seemed close to nothing.

"I was wondering if I would get this much attention because I am the daughter of the Horn family that is related to the Arklight family, but the cause of both houses in the once Holy Ruins offensive showdown between Dearless Arklight and Node Horn was a certain settlement, so maybe my surrounding interests were diminished as well"

I see.

Was the family confrontation already settled in my brother's generation?

"But maybe that's better for Ira. You can fight laziness without being brought out the Horn family. Well..."

With a grin, Mr. Makina winked patsy.

"If it had been known beforehand that the rumored curse man had acted as an archdeacon for Ira Horn, maybe he would have paid different attention again, though?

"Did you specialize in an old training ground in a hidden place where people rarely come?"

"Of, like."

"So, did you call me here today to talk about the Holy Martial Arts Festival?

When Makina comes to zero chatter and stupidity, she mostly comes to my house.

Conversely, when called to the school director's office, there are often important matters.

He hit my reading, and there was a change in Mr. Makina's complexion.

"Exactly."

When not, a solemn atmosphere.

"Actually, I need to tell you something. The story is..."

It was from an unexpected side that it was heard from the mouth of the solemnly faceted Mr. Makina.

"Are the followers of the End of Life Empress after the lives of guests in other countries?