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Afterwards, only the finalists left the finals, but the finalists took a 30-minute break to adjust for golems and manipulators.
The current time is 1: 30 PM. Since the finals start at 2: 00, the audience will have some thoughtful time in the meantime, such as toilets and lunch.
The combination of finals decided at the end of the fever was "Kellock-kun", affiliated with the Methanostat Magic Factory (Marsenal) union, and "Tarantia Type Seven" from the Marinoserese group of sea dragon artisans (Seadun Makers).
A golem created by one small workshop in the lower town with wisdom and parts. A group of sea dragon artisans (Seadun Makers) from Marinocerese can also be considered private companies that adopt independent profitability methods.
And it's interesting to note that both sides are private.
Previously it was a simple mud doll or stone doll used by wizards when it came to "golems".
That's when it's turning into a magical industrial product that combines complex magic with material engineering. The passion to make good things and "squeezing wisdom" are steadily going the evolutionary path.
- Even so, I don't really like those square glasses...
For me, both sides are going to say "face-to-face," but I have to play a match (...) with the winner.
This is probably insurance (...) by the organizer of the kingdom - Her Royal Highness Princess Snoovel - if you think about it.
In the first tournament, in which many countries took part, I cannot absolve myself of the reprimand of what Metanostadt's troops and civilians are doing in case another country wins.
Or you'd think that even if Metanostadt screwed up another country with overwhelming power, guests from another country wouldn't be amused.
So a wise man (I) named "Demon King's War Hero" or "Superdragon Drasilia Battle Victory Actor" plays a match in front of the winner and fights "Finally". I guess they expect me to play the role of balancing both sides by doing so while trying to clean things up...
"Hmm. You think too much?
Is this what working for the country means... It's a pain in the ass.
That's why I'm going to coordinate my golems waiting for me at the stables for officials at the Central Arena of Fight (Colosseum).
"Ergonote, Lentomia, Faria. I'm gonna take my seat off a little bit. It's time."
"Oops! Good luck! Magic and bishy as usual, haha!?
Even weak liquor seems to come in handy if you drink too much, and Ergonote is in a good mood.
"Yeah, I'll take care of it."
"I know it's okay as far as you're concerned, but... be careful"
Falia looks worried. Are you anxious about the boulders, seeing the force of the game just now?
"Thank you, Faria. Well, if this is the kind of fight, I'll take care of it."
"Take my tease!
I'll take care of Lentomia's snowflake.
Having taken each thought, I left behind a special viewing spot.
Take your feet straight to the lower audience and speak to your family.
"Iola, Riola. I'm gonna take my seat off for a while, but are you okay?
"Ah, Guru!
"Next, good luck!
Chestnut hair brothers and sisters give a bright grin.
"Don't you see Mr. Grey here with you -? I'm getting lonely."
"I'm getting tired of it - I want to go home!
"I'm getting sleepy, Dace..."
Hemperoza on Plum, and Larna, too, complain peachy and mouth-watering, as if they were Hina birds waiting to be fed.
Trinity, but I just need you to be patient for a little while.
"I'm sorry, you've got my turn, so back me up. Let's go home and eat something delicious at some restaurant."
"Was it -...... I'm here for you."
"I don't have a choice, hang in there"
"Okay, Dace."
"I know it's okay because Iorio's here, but there's Lentomia right up in the seat. If anything happens, you should call me."
There is also a slight anxiety about the mysterious man Automateria Nollard. But there are also Lentomia and Faria in sight, so there will be no such thing in case.
Ergonote is a son-in-law, even if he is drunk. It's also easy for civilians to speak up.
"You're gonna be okay because I'm here!
"It's okay because I'm here"
I hit my shoulder against Iola stretching my chest and blowing Riola out front. I don't know which one is my brother and sister anymore.
"Ha... Iola and Riola are counting on you. Pram and Hemperoza don't talk about me (Wagamama), but take good care of Larna. That's good."
"Yes, sir."
"Huh!
After speaking to each of them, I took to the back of the Central Arena.
This is a stable where only interested parties can enter, and participants from other countries also use it.
The already defeated Prussian and Isravian players, looking relaxed, were cleaning up after the golem.
My carriage was sitting a little over the edge.
Next to the "Land Turtle (Gran Turtle)", the wine barrel golem "Full" and "Blurb" waited with four mass-produced "Barrel (Barr)" platoons.
"Okay, okay, you were a good boy. I'll make adjustments."
Can only 'Full' and 'Blurb' compete in the game before you?
Just in case, should I accompany about two mass-produced 'barrels (bars)'......
There is no problem with size or weight in the Participation Code (Regulation). My golem is small, so I can participate more than once.
Stretch the magic thread (MagiWire) and adjust the autonomous drive formula (Appct) embedded in the golems.
Of particular importance is the coordinated control (unison control) formula, which is key to teamwork.
When I finished tweaking, I inspired the magic of telecommunications from tactical intelligence displays (tactics) and called on Manuferno to wait in the Sage Hall.
"Manuferno, aren't you going to change that?
"I'm fine. - Greg, what's wrong? It's all right over here. '
Manuferno was shown in tactical information displays (tactics) like translucent glass plates. He's staring at me with a gentle grin.
Silver lowered hair on the round glasses, I'm kind of horny when I look at my face and hear my voice.
Apparently, the manufeno holds the cat-eared girl Nyappi.
Luroni and Spiano are also in the back, holding the babies.
The museum is home to Lu, the master of swords, and there's nothing to worry about.
In front of the "Magic Fixture for Slide Projection (Magina Projector)", Lu watches as he prepares for the finals, proceeding at the match venue.
"Oh, no, I just need nothing. I just wanted to talk to Manuferno."
"Smile. Glad to hear it."
Cedar eyes shine over round glasses.
"Oh, were you watching the game?
"Game. Uh, it's amazing how hard you puppets work. You like guys like these...... I was talking to Suppi '
Manuferno laughs at Spearno when he dulls.
"Ha, you know, puppet play, for sure"
"Misunderstood. Are you praising me?
"Fine, I know"
Indeed, I do not deny that it is' man's dream 'or' man's romance 'that freely manipulates or rides the mighty golem to fight.
Well, some of the girls seemed passionate about making golems...
and the gaya gaya and the stables became noisy.
The King's government's tournament officials look around Kyorokyoro, making some noise with the kind of woman they've seen somewhere.
"What is it? Sorry, I'll see you later."
"Chief Ken (Yeah). See you later."
Finish your magical communication with Manuferno.
A blonde woman who noticed me ran over and stopped, puking her mouth in a panic.
"Kay, wise man! Didn't you see Narulu...... Narulu!?
The woman is Ms Malbourne, a colleague of the Magic Workshop (Marsenal) Minoshima Pavilion.
I haven't seen half elf girls, naruls, etc.
"... Narulu? No, I haven't seen it.
"I'm gone! Nalulu disappeared!
"Hey, what?
"When the game starts, he suddenly..."
"You'll have trouble with that. What do you think?"
The lady shakes her head.
Why did it disappear? I have a bad feeling.
I don't think so, but if it's their work, it's troublesome.
It's undefeated as it is, and those unfavorable little fat glasses win.
"If you're a wise man, you might be able to find him... someone from the king's government..."
Ms Malbourne lowers her head with a big chest.
"Okay. Explore clues with magic"
"... Yes! Thanks!
I'm good at finding things and people, but it's not like I don't have a way (Ate) either.
Turn your back on the lady and call on her chest pocket.
"Meti. Are you awake? I need a favor."
……
"Metius, please. The... Pretty precious fairy (Meti)."
"What is it? Sage Grecas."
From the inside of his thighs and chest pockets, a fairy crawled out as if to feather.
Blue, beautiful eyes, soft golden hair, and clear dragonfly feathers.
The fact that the overcrowded people filling the venue and the battles between the boneless golems were not of much interest meant that the fairy Metius was reluctant to show his face.
"Actually, I want you to give me some personal wave information (personal data) about the girl I met in Lower Town the other day, Naru. It should be in the Detection Record Book (log) of the Sovereign Circle."
"... there are a lot of amazing people and I'm a little out of shape. But I'll try my best, sage Grecas."
The fairy smiled and immediately showed some light points in the tactical information display (tactics) with fluctuations similar to those of the target Narulu.
"There are too many people to be perfect."
"Thanks, Meti"
Later, I will use my magic powers to increase accuracy while expanding the range of Enemy Boundaries (Circles) and explore them whenever possible.
And there he is. Unlimited matching reactions are about 200 merte ahead.
"Probably over there"
Further around the Central Arena (Colosseum) with the surprise of Ms Malbourne.
It was like a back door to exit into the suburbs, and it was a green space. It's a bright square like a green park with lawns on it.
I see a couple of big trees, that and some benches, and a couple of people taking a break.
"Is this it!?
"It should be..."
But there was definitely a reaction in the Sovereign Quarter (Circle) that seemed to be Naru.
Come closer, there's only trees.
That means...
"Hey. What are you doing there?
"-!? What!? Kake, Sage!?
Hidden lurking on the tree was the half-elf girl Naru. There is no discomfort when it is integrated with the branches of the trees simply by drawing the blood of the forest people.
"Come down! Let the game begin!
"Until Mr. Mal!? No... no!
"What do you hate? Come on down!
"Yikes!
"Well, well, Mr. Malbourne, I need to hear what that kid has to say..."
"Hmmm. If we don't win and win prizes and honors, and new orders (...), our workshop is tightly run... Otherwise, even Nalulu won't be able to eat, huh?
"Then why don't you let Mr. Mal do it!? I'm... scared! I didn't hear it would be like that war! I don't like it anymore!
Naru cried in the trunk, and there was no sign of him coming down.
So it's a complete strike.
Continued