Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Doristos Kielsinha, who finished the semifinals, was in the modest room.

"Is this what it is?"

Beoza Fallontessa, who was on one knee in front of her, gets up.

He was helping me with the wounds he sustained in the semifinals.

"The rest would be better to improve your healing power with a healing technique. During the Holy Martial Arts Festival, there are excellent healers in the infirmary."

"I'll thank you for that, Beoza."

Doristos uttered a word of gratitude as he felt the fire lights of an earlier game still on his body.

"No need to thank me."

"Oh? Maybe you care about me?

With an adult spare smile, Beoza shakes her head.

"Stupid."

Sharpening the angle of the thread in the eye area, Doristos did his hand to the arcing mouth.

"Right."

Beoza Fallontessa has a lover who promised her future.

I've seen him with me a few times, but I've been so passionate about this one that I'm embarrassed to watch him.

Sometimes he may seem light-hearted, but he is a man all the way there.

"I was just anxious that I might leave a scratch on something beautiful, and I just rushed. My feelings as a heterosexual towards you are not dusty. But I have to admit that beauty as a work of art"

If it's not a shade, it's not humble.

That's what I'm really saying in Beoza's case, so I couldn't say anything more about this one.

It just seems like he's changed a little since his brother died in the fight against the Four Wesen, too.

"Only your forensic eyes, who are recognized for their beauty, will be praised."

"Beauty is more beautiful when you're unconscious."

"Oh, you say it in an ironic way, don't you? Oh, man, that's a lot of men to make."

"When you try to describe a high standard of beauty in words, it's an extra layer of words and lids."

Around making the attitude of the decision, it has not changed.

"Earlier semifinals were also so beautiful that it was difficult to say it in words"

"That game?

Looking like an act, Doristos boasted a patched arm of healing cloth.

"It was such a fancy, noisy game to get burned, wasn't it?

"That's why. There was intrinsic beauty in that game"

Shoulder over shoulder.

"I'm not sure about your level of beauty. Nevertheless, as far as I'm concerned, I was very satisfied with the content of the match earlier."

At that time, the door to the modem opened.

Coming in was Couderka Ferraris, who withheld the next semifinals.

"Oh, Kudelka"

Kudelka looked calm.

Beoza takes a step back.

It's like telling the two chairmen to give up a place for conversation.

Couderca passes a little in front of Doristos' sitting bench.

And stopped.

"Now the semifinals, I was watching"

"Our finals have come to naught. I don't care about that."

"If I win this Holy Martial Arts Festival... in form, can I consider my battle with you to be my win?

"That's right."

Kudelka reacted with a tingle.

"You've got an unexpected response...... are you okay with that, Doris?

"Huh... I feel crazy right now, don't I?

"Sounds crazy?

"It is here that I hope for the defeat of Couderca Ferraris that I am supposed to be Doristos Kielsinia - and for some reason now I feel like I want you to win"

"... Sure, that's a funny story. From the people of the Keelsinia family, you would rather have the Arklite family win"

It is true that the Keirsinians are relatively fond of the Arklite people.

But now, Doristos somehow felt he wanted Kudelka to win.

Strange, in a sunny mood.

"The school's" strongest "and" undefeated "are all in place to beat freshman year students who just enrolled this year... Come on, I don't know what's right"

"Doesn't sound like it, Doris"

"Right, it doesn't seem like it. Maybe my reason blew up with you at the explosion ceremony earlier in the game."

Kudelka shows a slight hesitation.

"That... was a good game. I'm ready for Ira Horn, but to be honest - it was the first time I'd seen you in a battle that shook my heart so much."

"Does that mean upset?

"Yes... I was upset at myself for holding only a few tributes to you"

I don't get back the sarcasm of your elegance.

Rather, the return blade of the word has struck Doristos' bones hard.

Open your eyes thinly.

"It's also... unusual, isn't it?"

Kudelka takes Katana for the game.

"The people who are here now are the top three in the school if you look at them in the Little Holy Land."

Beoza Fallontessa.

Doristos Kielsinha.

Couderka Ferraris.

"Think about it, this might be the first time these three have met in one place alone"

Maybe so if you ask me.

"Doris, I agree with you just a little bit. Surely there is something called upper-class willingness - maybe you should have it."

Time for the game is running out.

Beoza smiled mocking herself.

"For some reason now, I'm starting to think maybe I should have joined the no-grade... but let me try to win the third grade division. So that we can show the existence of the other" strongest "in this holy martial arts festival."

Doristos was just a little impressed with that Beoza thing that doesn't put that kind of enthusiasm out there much.

"Naturally, Beoza. If you don't do that, it's going to drop to my value, the other" strongest. "

Katana for the game is definitely on her hips, says Kudelka.

"Well, I have to keep the name Undefeated too - bad for Cecily Arklite and Ira Horn,"

Substantive, victory notice.

Doristos saw Couderca's air changing.

I made a "change" during the game.

But shortly after the game started, I hadn't been able to make that "change of heart" yet.

Now Couderca had a quiet similarity to the darkness at night.

It's like the ocean at night on the Iowa Resort on a windless day.

"Doris."

"Can I help you, Couderka?

"If I win this Holy Martial Arts Festival… I am going to ask my father to rent this Grand Sacred Place personally at a later date"

"Oh? Are you going to have a big winning party in this big sacred place?

"You're the only one who invites me, Doris"

When he finished fitting the bracelet for the match, Couderca said, keeping his back to himself.

"The day before the late class begins… you will again be asked to play" Finals "with me in this Grand Sacred Place"

Doristos had to admit that he remembered only a few upsets about this couderka word.

"Nevertheless, the opponent of the semifinals...... genius, Cecily Arklite. I don't expect you to win easily."

What Kudelka has in his hands is a different katana than the long-blade katana he is holding on his hips.

The blade is short compared to that of the hips.

This game, apparently, she's going to use two katanas.

"Her partner also has that Currier Verstein. And most importantly, her twin swords are not a substitute for the majority."

Doristos also had an idea of the name of Katana.

Was it Katana called "Kodachi" in the East?

"Still, I will try to keep this Sacred Martial Arts Festival running up to victory,"

As if even a new companion had gained, Couderca put another sheath on his back vigorously.

"I have something I can't give away, too."