Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

When it was dark and night around, the guild and tavern of Be Io attracted so many guests that it overflowed.

Usually, people in business use it a lot, but today is the qualifying day for the demonic martial arts, and most of them are participants and spectators.

When it comes to gathering people like that to talk, of course, it's about the demonic martial arts that were fought until just now.

The winners are: the young head of the heliots, Kuon Heliot, the male of the Kingdom of Sutherland's salvation, the 'middle-aged knight' Farhat Enhance, and the fleshly priest who wanders the nations, the 'fistbone priest', Urgan and others? It was thought that a boy appeared to beat the two of them.

But the boy abstained on the occasion of deciding the winner.

No one would have expected to see so much havoc in the qualifying round, albeit a demonic act that would determine the strongest on the continent.

At the end of the sentence, it's enough to even raise eight hundred suspicions against the winning Quon Herriot.

Winner There is little information on the boy who abstained in the present,

-Black hair

- Battle weapons on the battlefield.

· Torn Farhat and Urgan

It is a common perception to say, but some also said:

"I waved my sword in a demon-like motion," he said.

And some say,

"A battle freak (Berserker) who fights happily in return blood," he said.

Rumor stories are often seen as exaggeration. I can tell you that I can't help but increase the tension of content because I'm talking about rumors and I'm getting tense and I'm talking about it in that tension.

The night of the rumor-loving men continues today, without even knowing that the rumored vortex boy is stuck at the table in the same tavern.

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"... I want to die"

"... it's uncle to the right"

We were gathered at the guild and tavern (...) to meet up, and we were stuck at a table in the corner.

The reason we're stuck is because we both missed the win and missed the opportunity to meet with Mr. Vaudan and because of our self-blame for being too tense to think about it later.

I'm a demon, I didn't even bathe in blood. Oh, shit.

"Ugh, I'm sorry."

And Bernadette, who is as stuck as I am, was depressed by the fact that he pulled his leg.

As a matter of fact, Bernadette, it looks like a severe canazuchi, and I helped him where he was about to drown.

I jumped into the sea to help, so naturally I'm disqualified, too. That's why I'm depressed that it's my fault.

"I made him wait. How's the tail?

A couchet of Cappo Capo and Centaur appears there. While we were at the tournament (initially Bernadette was the only one), we were listening in the city.

"Unfortunately, defeated. What about you?"

"... apparently there's been a kidnapping in this city"

Couchet, who sighed small when he heard he had lost, sat two chairs side by side.

"Even in this city? He's back again..."

"So I was hoping that if Mr. Vaudan and I were allowed to meet, we would definitely get some cooperation on this one..."

"No face."

"It's not nice."

When me and Bernadette apologized at the same time, Couchet sighed small again.

"Ghigi... no choice, only last resort, front breakthrough..."

When I was wondering if I should cross a line I shouldn't have crossed, I heard my surroundings squirming.

"Hey those two......"

"To Falhat Enhance, isn't it Urgan! Why are you here..."

The guests, who feared something would happen, moved their seats, and a hedge broke like Moses in the liquor store, from which two men appeared before me.

"Hey, I see you again, Yashiro."

"Looks like you're in trouble. If it's all right with us, we'll talk about it.

"Falhat, to..., the old priest!?

The two men with bandages all over their bodies were the two opponents I fought for.

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"Kidnapping as long as it takes... that's unforgivable.... Will you let me help you with that?

"As well to the right. I'll give you a hand with this Urgan."

When I told him about the kidnapping, the two of them who sat in the chair offered to cooperate at a rate that seemed to be instant.

"I appreciate your cooperation, but... are you both okay with undertaking so easily?

Falhat and Urgan nodded when I asked.

"Originally, I have been sent to become the new priest of this city. The previous priest was over 70 years old. Still a young self, but I intend to contribute to the peace of the city with all my dying power."

Finishing his hot slogan, Urgan sipped out the cold water that was poured into the cup placed on the table. That's mine.

"I'm a knight even when I'm old. A chivalry walker never turns his back when he sees his way out."

Smiling, you must have learned anger at what you call kidnapping. Falhat tried to hide his right hand under the table, and for a moment he hid it, even though his fist was gripping him hard, I noticed.

"It helps."

"So what do we do?

"Uh... actually, I'm stuck there. Are you two connected to Mr. Vaudan?

"Mr. Vaudan's, huh? Hate, there's nothing like saying that because I've lived my whole life waving my sword.... No, if you rely on the princess... Ican Ican. I don't know if I can talk to her when she comes in..."

Falhat began to bump and talk to himself with his face as if he were forced to make the ultimate two choices as if he had someone in mind.

"I didn't have a personal message either, but I was going to say hello once that I was newly entrusted to the city's church."

"Oh! Then if we follow in that greeting..."

I was happy with what Urgan said, but when I saw Urgan look like it was going to be difficult, I somehow realized what Urgan was trying to say.

"Are you saying you were turned down, too?

"Yes."

As Bernadette noticed as well, Urgan nodded, cocoon.

"Perhaps something has happened to Mr. Vaudan. The tingling air that stings my skin seems to come from high alertness"

I see, he didn't say he was busy or anything, but he probably got hurt or something. It depends on who it is.

I don't know much about the fight between the group and the group, but I guess I'm on guard for assassins from other groups now.

"Oh. He was assassinated by a superior group of kidnappers that Yong Dae is looking for. Luckily, the assassination failed. Mr. Vaudan also suffered minor injuries, which caused the constituents to kill themselves."

Uh, I knew it. But then it won't be easy to meet Mr. Vaudan right now.

"That, then, seems to me that Mr. Vaudan's son, Quon Hereot, wishes to rematch with Bravery"

"Huh? What's Mr. Vaudan's... those fox ears?

"Oh. Apparently, he's unhappy that he couldn't fight Bravery. You don't think that's what this is about? As long as the battle is fought, you may let me see Mr. Vordan"

"I see..."

There are a lot of things I'd like to forget and it's tense. I was falling back, but if that's what you can do with Mr. Vaudan, there's no harm in doing it. Do you mean...

"Jean! You're not suddenly in a conversation without a forward gesture!

Although it would be hard for the reader to understand!

Dunn, slamming the table, staring at Jean, who had been sitting in the chair for a long time.

"Oh, this is disrespectful. My name is Jean Jack Eustace. See you later."

But Jean plays the guitar with Borolon without looking concerned....... you're as full of my pace as ever dude.

"Well, then I'll fight! Now you won't look unusual!

Gatta, and Bernadette stood up with a noise.

I guess I'm driven by self-blame for losing to fox ears and creating this situation. Well, I don't know how Bernadette feels...

"No, you can't."

"Oh, you'll never lose next time!

"Uh, no, it's not. I don't believe in Bernadette or anything.... I just wonder why you're so obsessed with me"

Yes, those fox ears want to fight me. I don't know what the reason is, but that's as much as hoping for a rematch.

"... ok, ok"

Bernadette, depressed to see, sat in a chair and leaned down.

"Decided, like. So, the schedule is tomorrow at noon. See you at the Hereot Mansion!

Say no, Jean stood up with his cloak bashed in, and at some point left the price of my milk on the table, which he had been drinking up.

You're a stormy guy who thinks he showed up all of a sudden and disappears all of a sudden. … that

"There's not enough money!

I only put about a glass of water in it. Hey.

I was screaming at Jean, who was already blind.