Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Mel naturally took the first place in the blacksmithing tournament by presenting a degenerate version of Damascus' short sword. Of course, Golden said something, and the tournament was suspended to call the Guildmaster.

In the first place, what should the Great Demon Lord do?

Golden said something like a hero, so I thought I was the Devil King, no, the Great Devil King, but I don't know the role of the Great Devil King.

Fuhahaha, if you laugh high and involve the audience and do something vicious, you may be like the Great Demon King, but it's a normal crime.

I don't want to be a criminal for this nonsense.

"What, you suddenly shut up and you're scared to find out?"

Hmmm, if I slam the right straight into Golden's face, it would look like the Great Demon King Roll.

No, you're just a short-tempered, violent person.

Besides, even though I've come to another world and got used to some rough things, I've abandoned common sense enough to beat people up so much that it's annoying... I don't even mean to?

"... hmm, but I owe you one." I won't forgive you if you apologize. Well, I've done so much with so many people, I'll have to give up the workshop. "

Was it Mr. Golden who did it?

I owe you nothing, not for you!

... I was obsessed with common sense, but now I think I can put all my strength into Golden's face.

I'll teach you that Tundere is only allowed by two-dimensional beauty girls & beauties.

"Guildmaster."

When I was clenching my right fist tightly, I heard the voice of the guild master appearance. At the same time, the force is released from the right fist.

Dangerously, insults to the Great Demon King Roll and Tundere became a strange tension.

It's just stupid to hit someone for such a crap reason. Gilmouth, Nice timing.

Mr. Golden, if you plead guilty and apologize, I'll look you in the eye, but I still want to hit you a little bit, so let's ignore it.

Is that Gilmouth?

Even though he is an old man with gray hair, he is strangely good. I wonder if Gilmouth himself is a blacksmith, and he went up to Gilmouth with his blacksmithing skills?

“So, you have questions about the work?”

Gilmouth, who was in the venue, went up to the stage and asked the judges.

That's right!

Gilmouth should have asked the judges, but Golden, who was near me, rushed to Gilmouth and answered aloud. Sounds like a lot of fun.

Wasn't that Derek?

Golden complains that Damascus is impossible, that the ratings that are not satisfactory in front of such a large number of people are related to the prestige of the guild, and that the gesture is a big gesture.

You suspected me of turning my hand on the guild, so you're trying to hold Gilmouth back. Rather than turning around, it was a pleasure not to have even met Gilmouth.

Oh, Gilmouth is coming to us because he can't stand the noise of Mr. Golden.

"It was Mel." Is it true that you struck that sword? "

Gilmouth talks to Mel without talking to me.

I missed the beat for a moment, but it's only natural that Mel is a part of the tournament. I was in the mood for the lead because Mr. Golden got involved with me, but the original lead was Mel.

Um, I'm sorry, Eunice-chan, unload it.

The original protagonist is Eunice, who is holding her in her arms when the surrounding situation becomes suspicious, and she doesn't tighten up.

"Yes, I struck that sword."

Mel, who seemed very dissatisfied with Eunice, replied with a squeaky expression after adjusting her clothes.

Oh, I see.

Gilmouth's face is very puzzled. Without a doubt, it would be difficult for a girl of any age to reply even if she said that she had struck a sword with a lost manufacturing method. I heard about Gilmouth.

"You're lying! There's no way you can hit a damascus sword." It's a labyrinth! "

Here again, Mr. Golden. To be honest, other blacksmiths besides Golden seem to have doubts, so it's hard to get rid of them.

"Golden wasn't convinced, and the blacksmiths around me and I were wondering." Can you prove to us that you hit him? "

Yes, I can.

Well then, show us Damascus in front of us.

Isn't there something weird going on? Why are you supposed to hit me in front of everybody?

“Wait a minute, you decided on the procedure before the tournament. Why are you supposed to prove it in front of everyone?"

It should be the rule to randomly select a few amateurs to check.

Hmm, but it's hard for an amateur to tell when Damascus is coming out, right?

"No, it's enough to make sure you're not breaking any rules, so you don't have to judge Damascus, do you?"

"... that's... that's right."

Gilmouth sadly agreed with me. I thought you wanted to know how to make Damascus, but that's not the case.

"What, is there a reason you can't hit me in front of the blacksmith?" Well, if you're an amateur, you might think you can fool me, but don't think we'll be convinced by that! "

What is it?

"... hey, Mr. Golden"

"Hey, what is it?" Even if I'm threatened, I won't give in. "

That's not what I meant. That's not what I meant, Golden. Answer with caution, now I look surprisingly nervous myself.

I put up with it earlier, but as soon as I respond, I won't put up with it this time.

"It's not like I'm threatening you... hey, Golden." Don't you remember how the blacksmith exposed his skills to the public and the idiot laughed so much that his stomach was twisted? "

Ah...

Oh, no. Do you know how embarrassing I was back then? You put up with that humiliation and set the rules, but you forgot about it?

"If you make such a fool of yourself and withdraw the foreword, it's subtle whether or not you can endure it even if I'm kind." Tabre-san laughed and knocked me down. "

Huh, me?

Yes, you are facing others with a face that has nothing to do with you.

"... That's right. That's what Golden said." But at that time, I didn't think there would be anything out there like Damascus... "

"No matter what kind of thing you put out, if it's within the rules, it's on our own, right?" In the first place, this tournament is the one that Golden decided to open because she continued to harass Mel. You want me to change the rules to make it more convenient for you? Can't you even keep the Blacksmith Guild neutral? "

I thought it was Mel's arm to crush the Goldens, but if I could lick them that far, I wouldn't be talking about it.

The Blacksmith's Guild will pay a fair price for this.

"Are you going to do it? Yuta, are you going to do it?" Do you want to dust this building? It's okay, people don't get hurt. You're too fat to like that. "

No, I didn't even think about dust... but I'm starting to feel like it's okay. The guild is dusted, and the Golden... is it?

You'll definitely be overdoing it, but you'll be forgiven if people don't die. Because it was the Great Demon King.

Besides, Sylphy is very motivated. I can only hear voices from behind, but I can see how excited they are.

Sylphy was uncomfortable with what Golden and the others said, so there was no choice.

Come on, Blacksmith Guild, answer with your heart. If I make a mistake, the building is dusty.

Perhaps Sylphy has distracted me, but the gentle breeze begins to blow inside.

"Well, wait." The Blacksmith Guild was neutral. There was no doubt that he was neutral. It's just that Damascus and the unbelievable came out and just ran off a little bit. "

Is it because of my imagination that Gilmour is reacting to the abnormal air and making excuses, but not at all?

Is this dusting inevitable?

Sylphy might be able to make the wind a little stronger.

"Hmm? Mel, what's wrong?"

Mel pulled my sleeve with a desperate expression, so I asked, but there was no answer. Apparently, I wanted to talk to you confidentially.

When I crouched down, Mel put his mouth in my ear.

Eunice, I don't mean to be nasty, so I want you to stop looking at criminals.

(Master, could you ask Nomos if I can openly hit Damascus?)

"What? Why? I think it would be nice to get dusty if you made a fool of yourself?"

Dust! Wait! I hear it, but I don't know.

There's no need for Mel to make any further concessions.

The worst way to escape is to run, and I don't think I need to run.

Mel's not the main culprit, so if you ask the king, he'll do anything. I didn't have to do anything, but I had to do something about it.

"Master, please calm down." This is going to be a big deal. ”

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it even if it gets tough."

I can hear you saying it's not okay, but it's ignored.

"Um, no. I don't want it to end this way, I want everyone to recognize it by demonstrating their strength.”

Hmmm.

I think it's a reason I took it to cover up the Blacksmith's Guild, but Mel's serious eyes don't just seem to tell the truth.

But if you do that, you're going to expose Mel's skills.

For once, I hid it when I was a king, and I didn't intend to expose it in so many people even if I wanted to expose my skills. Now that we've set the rules, isn't it wrong to expose technology?

It's okay, I don't think I can do it even if I'm seen.

Mel, it's like I'm desperate to shelter you, but I'm selling all the blacksmiths here for a fight. "It's impossible for you guys..."

When I look at Silphy, she shrugs her shoulders like she can't help it.

... Mel was originally the main character, okay? Let's put Mel's feelings first.

I need to check with Nomos, but he didn't tell me to keep it a secret, so I guess it's okay.

Well, if you're going to expose your skills, would it be better if you didn't send Mr. Dolgem back?

... well, it's a jailhouse now, so I'll follow up with you later.

And we need to make sure the Blacksmith's Guild understands that Mel helped us.