Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

- Wang Du. Guard Training Ground.

The soldiers who are always employed as soldiers in King's Landing are soldiers called guards. Their role in maintaining law and order, mainly focused on the protection of citizens, is to be proud of their duties and to preserve peace in King's Land today.

"Yikes, Prim's monster!!

"Guu, my monster!

"Guhah, this beast!

Most certainly.

If the opponent is very unrivaled to us, we can quickly wrap our tails around and escape, and basically, our lives are the most important.

Even the events that took place about February did not have the courage to break into the war, and priority was given to evacuating citizens. Afterwards, the whole group came under control - they said they were cowards.

However, it was that coward who behaved appropriately to protect the city as a guard.

At least what they should do most is not keep the city safe, but the citizens safe. Moving to save more lives, not to scatter them bravely.

They were fighting for them, even though they called themselves Bibi.

... yes. Today, too.

"Monsters, monsters, monsters, whatever you like!!

An angry, crucified girl. First name, Prim Lancaster.

Three men were rolling in large letters at the training ground co-located with the guards' lockup.

His name is Bill, Ben, Bob.

They were the guards who were guarding the city.

Today and today, they call it exercise, and they blow it away.

They were like that.

"Fu, fufu..."

"You stupid monster...."

"Today we are all different....."

"Huh, what? Stand up if you're feeling better."

Ignoring the sober prime's clichés, they shouted.

"I'm asking you, our final weapon!!

"Time has been earned, it's what we want!!

"Hehe, I'm watching from the shade of the grass leaves!!

It was the voice of Tsugumi that responded to the words.

"No, you're not too well behind the grass leaves, are you?

A skinny young man walks with his bare hands away from the wall where he kept his back.

"The details are fine!! Get rid of our grudges, Futa!

"I don't think you have any particular grudges....."

Is that so?

"I didn't come here to fight Prim."

"Nh, what...!?

"So, what's our dream!?

"Hope!?

"Eh... you can grasp it yourself, you know?

The three of them were betrayed by Futa, who had inadvertently become a barrier reef tone.

"--but I'll keep the game with Futa in the tournament."

Prim laughs like that.

"The tournament is six days away. Hey, I'm looking forward to it."

The dawn of King Colosseum.

A recent announcement was made about the alternatives that are being constructed.

The promotional strategy that has been set up to attract attention not only from the King's City but from all over the Kingdom is the production of pasta.

While the King's City was dyed for the festival mood, the Olba Chamber of Commerce was eating tourists to the King's City.

Recently, that pot is in a good mood.

"That said, we're a little ahead of ourselves."

"What are you talking about? Looking forward to seeing the qualifiers!

Fufu, a chest stretching prime.

Because I thought of the pot just before, I suddenly noticed the goodness of her proportions, but the evil thoughts were slightly dissipated.

Sir Treasurer said that too.

After all, the contents are barbaric.

Although Futa is not going to curse Prim so badly.

Still, she was said to be a monster or a monster or a beast just now. I didn't seem to have endured it at all, but I felt pitiful for the boulders.

Anyway, it's about the qualifiers.

Fouta and Prim have already decided to enter the game with a privilege because they bought their abilities.

If you think about the skill of fighting the sword that was shown to the members of the King's City and the nobles, what is it?

As long as the gladiators are not known for their superiority or disadvantage, they simply incorporate those who are clearly aware of their abilities into the incentive framework. The arrangement itself was not so difficult.

Likewise, the princess Lilac M. Fangini, one of the kingdom's greatest talents, has decided to enter the competition.

Rather, this is the advertising tower.

The purpose of the first tournament is to dye the colors of the gladiators who come to see her match.

And then...

"" Minister of Finance Fighting ", or....."

I wish I had a cooler name.

"No, that's not it."

Four bonuses.

The last seat was filled with the pathetic Lord of Finance, Richter L. Climbroom, who was embedded by the despicable Lancaster's tactics.

A famous house in the kingdom called the House of Kringbroom. The protagonist himself fought, so we were also largely out of business.

"With Richter's arm, what kind of cool name is it?" So don't worry, Futa!

Yeah, that's not it.

It was a prime with a small neck, but nothing came to mind after a while.

"So, Futa, it seems that the qualifiers will accept entries until the same day... do you hear how many people are gathered here?

"Looks like my arms are pretty good. Is the boulder Lilac or is it a pasta feat? Various samurai are gathering. Besides, you're all leaving, right?

When Futa turned around, the three people who had already regained their health nodded while drinking water.

They are healthy people.

"We've already entered."

"If you're going to be active in the first ever prosperous tournament, that's it."

"Promotions or gladiator debates?

Our hope is coming! Bill Benbob raises the tension.

"In fact, the guards have entered quite a bit. I can't help but say they had no luck getting off on qualifying day."

"If you stay in the tournament, you'll get paid!? You get paid, you get the fight money, and the girl tells you!

"Well then, you're going to enter whether you're right or wrong! Everyone is motivated, and even if something happens in Colosseum, we can handle it."

Even the guards of the King's Landing should put in this heat.

The number of entries exceeded Lilac's expectations.

Should I say the big reason?

"Princess Npa!!

"This is your chance to meet me soon, right? If you stand at the top of the gladiator, you'll see, maybe a wangchan! Huh!?"

"Maybe there is!? Hot wangchan!

He tried to say, "No, hey," but the words were sealed by their words.

"I'll never wash my hands again if I touch my trophy!!!

"It's great to just stand in front of you!!

No, I'd rather be stabbed to death than remembered.

Not to mention the discovery that Bob was a jerk.

Prim looked at them with white eyes.

I can't believe you're looking at that princess like that. After all, men are fantasies of women.

"... yeah, I know a little bit"

"Huta!?

A prime that twitches unexpectedly to a lily that scratches its cheeks and engages with Bilbenbob.

However, it was so gentle.

"But, well, so is that."

"Oh, I was hoping it could be held properly."

"This is information that shouldn't be published on the table yet."

Why Fouta was called here today.

Along with Prim, I never met these guards for the sake of the Regiment.

Actually...

They raised their eyebrows to the words they were told and to the handwriting they were offered.

― ― Downtown Wangdu. Main street.

The crowd in King's City these days is amazing.

Many lodgings are booked for long-term stays, and even people who can't even get a decent place to stay appear to set up tents in the back alley.

In addition, many tourists come from places far from King's Landing, so they often rub together due to subtle differences in manners.

It was a predictable fact that a temporary deterioration in security was inevitable.

The guards also increased their patrol routes and set up sentries in the back alley to create a no-invasion zone.

In addition, we opened up collective housing completed about a month ago as a cheap lodging.

This may be a by-product of jobs created by the construction of Colosseum to improve the lives of people living on the streets.

Anyway, the influx of people is intense.

In this state, it was difficult for the guards to find the "mass murderer."

Supporters from the Eastwood realm, who said they would arrive soon, are planning to stand by outside King's Landing, so don't push people in.

On the bustling Main Street of King's Landing, a girl walked amusely.

"Ruhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

A pochette that hangs diagonally has pocket money. On one hand is the candy with sticks that I bought from the penny earlier.

Shopping in the bustling atmosphere is a fun event, and of course she's not alone.

"Are you having fun?

Nh!

A gentle gentle gentle man's cheeks to his daughter-in-law who sparkles his eyes.

Having finished his rest period and resumed his work while still incomplete, Wind Earthnote was enjoying a long vacation with his daughter.

I am no longer feeling well, but I have not returned to my rest.

That is why he abandoned his entry to the tournament.

and.

Wapu

Ruli ran into someone on his way.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay, Ruli?"

"Nh. I'm sorry."

I bumped into a girl.

An elegant one-piece dress with rusty iron-colored umbrellas.

The waved blonde hair was put together with a large black ribbon on the back of the head, with sharp eyes looking down at Ruli without expression.

Peek-a-boo, Wind's years of experience appeal.

The woman in front of you is dangerous.

I tried to protect Luli in a hurry for a while.

"I don't have a problem. Besides....."

Fluffy, soft smile.

Behind your gaze is a candy with a stick that has ruthlessly rolled.

"You ruined my precious candy. Where did you buy it?

Crouching down, she gently strokes Ruli's head.

"Nh... that handsome shop over there that resembles Brother Ow"

"Fufu. I wonder who that is."

She stood up and looked up at the wind, gazing at Ruli and talking funny little by little.

"... will you show me? I'll make it up to you."

"Oh, no. I'm sorry."

"No, please don't hesitate. I'm not in trouble with money."

"Really...?

"Yeah."

The girl smiled faintly at the color of the indelible vigilance.