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

--Wangduli Alley.

One of the faint and humid narrow paths with little sunlight.

Such a place where the inhabitants still struggle hard to dry their clothes on the ropes they hand over together in search of the lost light.

The girl looked up at such a sight with her nostalgic eyes, but was small and lacking.

"... not only was it a lesson (sparring), but it was also not a preparatory exercise (warm-up)."

Pocahontas, pocahontas.

"Red" drips from the surface of the open umbrella.

Stinks into the outer race, but creates ripples on the ground without being fully absorbed.

Her boots were in a made red puddle.

Around there are about ten knights lying down.

What was common to all of them was not just desperate.

Face.

If only some of them had blushed their faces red, and bled out the blood of their fellow men.

Others have their faces smashed on the ground as if they had been made to sit on their feet.

And, above all, it was the knight who died with his face shaved off, as if he had been rubbed against the wall.

Staring at all that boring, she closes her umbrella.

--Originally it was pure white like the dress she wore.

"Damn, don't listen to us, knight!

"I don't know if it's an order, but this is a princess's order!

"Seriously. You look down on me because I'm a civilian...?

That's when it happened.

Three friendly guards chased me.

It all started when the dead knights broke through the guards and infiltrated the back alley.

While the guards who learned that there were killers around the area slowly reduced the siege, the Eastwood realm dispatched a crusader - that is, the Knights - to push the guards against the killers.

Ten platoons were enough for the confident Knights, and the guards couldn't get out.

There are several reasons.

The fact that the Knights of the Order were older than the guards and had a lot of talent for war.

And even though it was lower rank, it was higher than the guards because it was noble.

In addition, unlike the guards who are moving on orders from the Princess, they are also moving on orders from Conrad A. Eastwood and Count Eastwood.

Don't forget that Princess Lilac is not very influential here.

It was in King's Landing that she passed Colosseum's plan for the first time now, but the perception from the surrounding area is "just an excellent little girl."

It means that her charisma and nature as a "rapist" are not revealed and are often underestimated.

For these reasons, the Knights forced the guards into the middle - the result was what the guards saw.

"--Ah. Wait, the woman in the letter of arrangement...!!

"Seriously, I'm here. I mean, aren't they all dead?

"You idiot, he killed you!

Bill stood up with a knight's sword lying on his waist with reflexes.

As a surprise, the situation is not swallowing, Ben.

I understand everything, but for that reason, I'm seriously tempered, Bob.

And then...

"Oh, are you here for me?

A naughty girl looking back slowly at the three of them.

"No, we're not like rice!

"Damn it, you're following me too closely."

"... eh, you're more beautiful than the letter of arrangement."

"Bob, what the fuck!?

"You don't know what's going on!?

Face pale, desperate Bill and Ben.

A pleasant and enduring laugh that falls into those two ears.

You're kind of friendly, aren't you?

Her eyes, which concealed her mouth with a fan, were softly relaxed.

However, the vigilance of the two except for the bob who is in love is not relieved.

It was definitely her who killed the knights in front of her.

Bill and Ben weren't stupid enough to think they could beat their 10-man opponent, whispering that the only thing that was brave was their mouth.

"What are you going to do about it?"

"That said, I can't really do it."

"I don't know if I can sign up for a one-time date."

"Bob, what the fuck!?

"I can kill you first!?

The girl's eyes eject Bob.

"I'd be delighted if you asked me out on a date."

"Eh, seriously!?

"Yeah, 1 on 1 is what you want, right?

Well, I got blood from Bob.

I can finally say that.

"I hope you're as good a sparring partner as I am."

Slowly open the closed umbrella.

The undried blood just now jumped slightly.

The fighting spirit that is about to be blown away is like a stream of murder.

Your body, tightened to the point where you can't breathe and drown in fear, does not move as you think.

It's like...

Yeah, it's like...

This is what Prim Lancaster would look like if he really came to kill us.

It's overwhelming enough to make you think so.

Bill held his sword firmly.

Ben went through his thoughts desperately.

And Bob.

"I'm sorry!!!

It was already a beautiful throne.

"... Bob?

"Nah, what?"

"You idiots, it's our job to try and kill a dog like this...!

At the instigation of a whisper, Bill and Ben were relieved.

Guards never have to be strong.

But protecting as many citizens as you can.

That's right. You just have to press it on someone who is always annoying but Lancaster, or even on a big teacher (Futa) who seems worse.

However, they are indiscriminate mass murderers.

If you don't mind begging like this, by now...

Bill looked at her to see how she was doing.

"What are you imitating? Aren't you the warrior who protects this city?

"No, no, that's not such a big deal! Just to make money? I just got a job somehow!

"... you must be willing to fight for the city."

"If you can eat like that, I'll carry as much as I want!

………………

Was Bob's remark effective or not?

She closed her umbrella slowly.

Then you step forward because it's blood.

Strange sounds of fluids and viscous liquids.

Even if it stops, the sound of the shoes walking towards us won't stop.

Gracefully, one step. One more step.

Bill and Ben did not think about it, but stepped aside from Bob, who sat down in the middle.

Girl's eyes are cold.

Those eyes, which lost any interest, were like looking at the stones on the street.

Walking toward the front of Bob, feelingless as he looked down.

Bill and Ben spit hard.

The girl exhales one breath.

I stepped on Bob's head with the boots that came out of the bloodstream.

"... aren't you humiliated?

……

Gu, put your weight on the boot. He put his elbows on his lap and looked down at a man who sat on his cheek wand.

"Big man. Does it mean that the people who are supposed to protect the city will not even boil anger until the children of the outsiders do this?

……

"Do you think it's your way of life to throw away your pride, your cowardice, and your shame? I don't think you're the same person. There's a bug that doesn't even have the minimum human dignity."

……

……

But he kicks Bob's head again with his boots.

Still, Bob doesn't move slightly.

The girl finally sighs loudly.

"Boring man."

He just murmured through Bob's side.

One step, one more step.

She walks away from the three of them.

And when she disappeared.

Bill and Ben rushed to Bob like they were finally free.

"Hey, hey! Are you okay!?

"Bob, I'm sorry... but just let me know he was there... Bob?

Sifting, a trembling Bob raised his face.

The expression was ecstasy.

"... can you do it again?"

"Bob, what the fuck!?

"No, you're amazing."

There's only one thing for sure.

They didn't have to be killed.

--Wangdu Street Gate.

Whose dialog was it that it was like a triumph after a victory?

The boulevard leading from the city gate to King's City Main Street has been busy for more than a decade.

People who used to know that there would have been no such thing as a princess' birthday celebration.

As far as the eye can see, everyone.

The entrance to King's Landing, a specialty of King's Landing, was so crowded that the luxurious cobblestone road was invisible that even the raised voice dissolved and disappeared.

"Wow......!

The name of the girl who accidentally murmured was Reef Leangride.

Her luggage, which has travelled far to King's Landing, is not so much.

Minimal clothing and a pocket wallet to avoid theft. And the "sword" on his back.

"Hey Ga-Kin, don't bluff!

"Ah, I'm sorry!

Avoiding in a hurry, a tough man pulling a wagon walks through Main Street shouting, "Get out of the way."

What a bustling city.

A city that lets you know what's going to happen.

This is a big difference from a single country.

"Hehe. I'm looking forward to it."

Rub it under your nose and put back on your cuckoo hat.

Road bankers have been tough so far.

Doing escort errors or mail errors.

The royal capital jumped out of a familiar village and arrived in quite a rude manner.

Perhaps you can challenge the strongest princess in this country.

The announcement of the martial arts tournament in King's Landing arrived with such incitement.

At home, I had never beaten anyone with my arms.

I was licked by a child, and by a woman. Still, I silenced her with a sword.

At home, they laughed at the unusual thin bent blade as a strange weapon.

But...

"Hehe..."

She took the promotional scroll from her pocket for the King's City Martial Arts Games, which she got on the way.

There is evidence of the Arena of King's Landing. In other words, logos and marks.

---Two swords that intersect.

She doesn't know what this means.

She doesn't know that the two swords interchanged were the beginning of the King's City Arena.

But I was just purely happy.

The image of my father, who had been fooled, was treated as proof of the Arena of King's Landing.

There were several reasons why I accidentally left home, and it was definitely this mark that triggered it.

In my father's image, too. The village's greatest strength is shown here.

"I'm getting excited!

Start by entering King Colosseum.

Then we'll find a place to stay. At the very least, you should be able to stay for the duration of the tournament.

I'm sure I didn't believe in staying until the finals from the bottom of my heart. Still, imagine yourself standing at the top, and there is no swordsman whose chest does not grow high.

Inhale the thrill of King's Landing into your breasts.

And I ran down the street.

It's the first time I've pushed a man. Because I've never been here before.

The king aspires to be Colosseum.

There seems to be a distance from here, but I'm not lost.

Because you're already visible.

Not as much as a castle.

Big, high walls. On top of that, there was a mark with a sword and the flag of the Kingdom.

"... what should I do?"

Reef's legs stopped a little while later.

We made it to Colosseum, and we were able to finish the entry.

The fact that I can't write here resounds, and it hurts a little, but... that's good.

The problem was that the inn was buried everywhere.

I can't believe all the registered athletes' quarters are full.

Playing around with the pale green hair on her ear, she lowered her eyebrows in trouble.

Bobcutter's hair doesn't come back to play with it, but it bounces like a spring.

The streets are as intense as ever, and there's no place to be depressed and down.

I think it would be nice if I could enter the set meal restaurant lightly, but I am afraid of entering because I don't know the price of dinner in King's City.

I'm hungry too.

I'm in trouble.

That's when it happened.

"Hekku. Ekuchi"

If you look at someone who sneezes strangely and cutely.

"Ah, here we go. Chun"

"Hey, Futa-sama, it's embarrassing to have a maid boulder do that to you!

"Are you ashamed of yourself?

Too bad

The atmosphere is mediocre, with a tall, skinny young man with a lot of body and a girl wearing a hood. Again, the outfit under the jacket seems fine.

And besides, she looks like a maid next to her.

Definitely rich. Reef was convinced.

Even more so.

Reef realized that the young man was lowering his sword on his hips.

I thought it was a chance.

"Whoa, whoa!! Can I have a minute?

The young man turned to Reef's voice.

The maid also tilted her neck and glanced at Reef.

Does the maid in King's Landing have to be so cute, unlike the maid in the village? While memorizing feelings similar to warfare, there is nothing to lose sight of the purpose.

"Oh, my God, I can see you standing up like this! You can't hire an escort or something to live in!? Just during the tournament!