The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

When the maid showed us to the royal and aristocratic seats, Utano and Kudo and Knighto were already sitting on the couch waiting for us.

The first thing I thought about was that it was wider than I thought. About twenty humans are large enough to get in easily, and there are four round tables installed. And a sofa is placed that looks soft to surround that table. Beautiful flowers on the table as well as tablecloths that can be seen as expensive at a glance. Perhaps the table itself is a pretty good object as well.

All of them have a sense of luxury, giving them a sense of elegance that I don't think this is a room in the arena (Coliseum). I don't even get the feeling of being nervous because all the luxury items are placed. Relax and watch the game. I know you can feel it, but it's a room where you can feel the care of the maker.

"You look great. Armor."

"Thanks for that. Utano looks great in his dress."

"Thanks. As a compliment, I'll take it."

"I mean it."

Kusuri and Utano laugh when they flaunt their shoulders. Apparently he's a little nervous and his movements are stiff.

Well, it's funny with my light-hearted mouth, so I don't even seem to have to worry about it that much.

The Utano is the type of dress known as the Black Long Torso. I don't know where the name came from, but I recall you telling me before that's what you call it.

Designed to highlight high height and beautiful creases, pushing the Rin atmosphere forward. It would be a dress with a strong impression of beauty because of its slender shape.

Black, because it's the perfect color for Mr. Utano. It's my personal opinion.

"Oh, you look great inside."

"Thank you. You look great in there, Kudo."

I don't know.

Kudo says so in a dress called Mermaid Line. I can't be sure because I remember the name of the dress. The upper body highlights the rich chest and surprisingly thin creases, while the lower body is hidden by a skirt long enough to draw the hem to the floor. Because that skirt looks like a mermaid's tail, you think it's named Mermaid? Although in this world, it's probably a different name. Whatever, the mermaid is the enemy of mankind.

Attract humans with beautiful singing, invite them into the sea and drown them. After that, it's a demon that eats drowned humans. There is no appearance, no fine dust of beauty as you would hear in Migawa. The upper body has a thorax (eh) in the neck and abdomen, and the face is disfigured like a mixture of humans and fish. Interpretation, fantasy is such. The reality is harsh. How many times have you cried in that reality...

I think it's a shame Kudo's brilliant legs are hidden, but I think they look great.

Besides, Kudo also has a more lively look than usual because he's wearing a beautiful dress. I don't know, Kudo's a woman. I guess I can wear a beautiful dress and I'm in a good mood.

"Ah, um..."

A girl in a white dress hangs a small voice so that she and Utano can hide in Kudo.

Hairstyles like the usual offerings are unraveled, properly tidied, and then flushed back. Because I'm usually a little childish, or I just feel a lot more mature doing so.

The dress also fits perfectly in the upper body for a pale puffiness or slight flaccidity that corresponds to the year. Unlike Utano and Kudo, the skirt section contains bold slits that give you a peek at the beautiful leg line. I'd say a dress that makes you feel cute and grown up.

Honestly, it looks great on you. White hair, white dress. And red eyes reminiscent of red balls. Even so, the look on my face that I don't seem confident in. That gap seems to be the knitwear.

"And the sweatshirt. You look great."

"Oh, well... is that right?

"Oh."

I wonder what it is. What makes you feel like punching yourself in the chest like an inspiration, before the yarniness and cuteness.

Is this fatherhood, or is it another emotion?

By the way, behind it is a knight in black armor - Knight refraining from saying that it is in a fixed position. It does seem like a knight, but when you put a beautiful girl in a dress in front of her, is it different or different? It's a hell of a presence.

Looking at the three of them in unison, the maid who guided them back to the back of the spectator's seat graciously.

Probably guided Utano and the others, besides her, a few maids had already refrained from going there. Teacups and pots are placed beside them. Looks like she'll take care of us during the martial arts.

"Oh."

"Oh. You're all three beautiful"

Fujido and Nine Seasons, who came later, raise their surprises as they sighed.

Fujido, in particular, has hardened to no surprise and no words. Slightly poking his side, his armor (gauntlet) and armor made a dry sound.

"Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Nine Seasons."

"No. You look really good, Kudo."

"Yes, you look great in that armor, too."

"Thank you"

"So is Fujido."

"Duh, thanks..."

"... what are you so nervous about? Now it will be."

That said, Kudo gently pulls the chest of the dress. Doing so, the upper half of the shaped chest is likely to be visible, the ninth season is insignificant, and Fujido rushes away.

I guess I enjoyed that reaction, Kudo laughing with Niyaniya and somehow moving the place to tease Fujido.

Mr. Utano, who was next to Kudo, has a frightened face. Maybe I'm used to his behavior just because I'm not angry.

It used to be something I hadn't put out in my mouth, but I was pretty frustrated with Kudo's behavior. Mainly the expression.

As always, he's the one who makes fun of men.

Nine seasons, accustomed to such Kudo's behavior, keep his gaze from going to his chest with a bitter smile. That would be the case, too. If the princess sees you like this, how hard will it be to get in a good mood? Now there's a maid who works for the castle behind her back, and she doesn't know where this leaks from.

Next to it, as usual, Fujido, who was not immune to women, lit her face red. That's the kind of reaction that entertains Kudo... well, I hope it's fun too.

The pale dress wraps Kudo's limbs, highlighting the crisp and attractive body in a twelve. Skin-exposed shoulders and shiny legs peeking through deep slits. It would be an outfit that takes advantage of the charm of a woman named Kudo Phosphorus.

The superior dress is messed up just to make fun of Fujido. Nothing. He is truly too free. I wonder how much it costs to wear that dress. Pulling too much chest is going to stretch the fabric and make it less valuable.

With that in mind, my gaze matched that of Knitting, who was beside Utano. He said something, but he's shrunk and shut up.

"Sketchy eyes"

Instead, she opened her mouth to the bad-mouthed queen, who had never been there before.

I always wondered if she was with me, but I guess she was watching while flying through the arena (Coliseum), like she came in through a window peeking into the guest seat. That outfit looks like a white piece of dress as usual. The other women also look dressed, so there is no discomfort.

"Nothing, you're not."

"I wonder. He looked like he was stretching under his nose."

That's what they say, and they put their hands under their noses equipped with armor (gauntlets). Cold.

"Really?

"Totally. There's such a pretty girl in front of me. Hey, Yui?

"Wah, me!?

"How about, Range. Isn't she cute?"

"I agree with that"

When I say that, I dye my cheeks red and I lean over, Knit. The trick is also adorable.

I think it's natural emotion as a normal man to get from it.

"Sweetheart, you're adorable."

And I say it deliberately, emphasizing the "ha" part. Of course, watching Anastasia.

I guess that's all you realized what I was trying to say, I felt like a full smile had drawn me. I felt it, but I turn my gaze to Mr. Utano without worrying.

"What about the kings of Joshua?

"You'll still be in the middle of getting ready. 'Cause they're people who need to be more concerned about their tastes than we are."

"Right."

That said, I pinch the table and lower my back to the front of Mr. Utano.

Then the maid prepared me a cup of tea even though she didn't say anything.

"Oh. Can I sit in front of something?

"Hmm?"

"He looked at the chest of the phosphorus with sketchy eyes."

What the hell, man?

I guess I didn't really take Anastasia's word for it either, but I laugh bitterly at that stuff.

"Not really. That's right, Kudo."

"Really? I think she's beautiful from me. And she's got big tits."

It's Anastasia again who's been interrupting my conversation with Utano. Because this guy says something weird, Utano is making a weird mistake. Well, you're just teasing me more than a mistake. With that in mind, the usual constant position - gaze at the little fairy sitting on the shoulder of the sweatshirt.

Still, I wonder what the queen would say about tits and stuff. Do you want me to be a little more ashamed of that neighborhood because I have fantasies about women?

She says she looks like a beautiful girl with a finished beauty like a western doll, but the story ruins everything important as a queen, like majesty and style.

"Anna, I'm done."

"You're so small."

"Ugh."

When I say "ha" again emphatically, I strip my teeth and intimidate them.... but I'm not scared at all.

Unlike people, asking little fairies to be around might be a weird story. Well, worst of all, this guy can grow up with magic.

I just think it's a waste of magic though.

'More than that, the tournament hasn't begun yet?

"The king hasn't yet."

"Mm."

Rarely, Hermen Hilde, who has remained silent until now, raises a voice that seems boring.

"Oh, there you are? It was so quiet, I thought you weren't there."

'Cause I'm not noisy, like someone else.'

"It's good to be busy. That's fun."

"I don't think it's the same as the May fly. Isn't that right, Range?

"Really, Range?

So I sip the tea the maid poured me, sighing inside, wondering if you were going to shake it to me. Woohoo, good.

"Well, and"

Those two...... stand up ignoring one and one word.

The audience seats for nobility are built higher than the general seats, so you can see the audience coming to watch the martial arts tournaments dressed like they look down.

Seats are full. Old and young, many spectators are waiting to see the tournament begin now or now.

I'm sure there's Faerona and Mululu and maybe Solnea in here. Instead, I looked for it, but there were too many people on the boulder to find it.

I wonder what you thought of me like that. The silence between Ermenhilde and Anastasia is hard.

"Are you looking for someone?

"Oh, no"

Did you see me like that, or was it funny? Utano calls out to me looking down at the audience.

I shook my neck sideways as I looked back at that voice, saying it was nothing.

"A lot of people."

"That would be true. The hero who crusaded the demon god, the brave one, is out there."

"The contents are no different from normal people everywhere."

"Still, we are required. A hero."

"Right."

"Yeah. Right."

We're just people. With the protection of Astraela, the contents are no different from those of this world.

Still, the fact that we crusaded the demon gods has become the hope of the people of this world.

That's why I'm required. A hero.

In the hope of the people, in absolute existence, in the light to be glossed at the end… undefeated, the perfect idol of constant victory.

"With all this excitement, you're not going to lose in a different way."

"It's true. Good luck with that, huh?

"I can't do it. I'll do my best."

When I said that, just be quiet... for a moment only, that right hand touched my arm.

"I want Soichi to work hard to cheer you up. Good luck tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes once. I'm not a kid."

When I sit on the couch with Mr. Utano, now Knitting comes next door to me.

Why did you come next to me when my seat is so empty? When I look at him with concern, I see red eyes that remind me of red balls (Ruby). It's commonly referred to as ascendancy.

My sister, or my daughter? How dare you do that to a girl who looks at you that way?

"Neighbor... okay?

"Mm-hmm. That's good. Armor, isn't it cold?

"Uh, is that where you ask?

"No, you're cold. Armor."

I give it back to Anastasia with vegetables.

No matter how expensive and resistant Spirit Silver (Mithril) armor is to witchcraft, armor is armor. Silver is silver. The fact that the surface is cold is no different.

I think so, but the sweater doesn't seem to care, and he shakes his neck sideways without saying anything.

"As always, you're close."

"Envious?"

"Yes."

When Utano at the front said so, I felt her skin slightly reddened like the white magnet on Knights.

Utano also has a rare (rare) expression of loosening his mouth rather than his usual difficult face, so it seems to have become a strange atmosphere.

Me and Anastasia, who were left behind, get in trouble about how to react. No......

"What's wrong, Knitty? You look like you're red."

"Ah, no..."

I guess I should tease you this way with my old Nori.

But then, yes. More pressure from the ghost knights who are holding back behind them. Looks overprotective as ever. Anastasia just laughs when she crinkles on her knit's shoulder. I want you to stop Knight's guy if you can.

Though my people, Knight is a ghost. When the pressure of the ghost increases, you feel more cold than the cold of winter. The silence (inability to speak) also makes me feel that the pressure is being applauded.

Well, that's fun, too. Is it more right that it's fun or nostalgic? Again, it's fun to be an idiot within your peers this way.

"Oh, I've seen terrible things"

"Isn't that terrible, Fujido?

"It's not terrible. Totally."

That's how I talk to Utano and Katsuko, Fujido comes here like I'm tired.

On boulders, did you think any more people at one table were unbalanced, Fujido, Jiu-season, Kudo sit around another table.

In doing so, King Joshua, dressed in luxurious noble clothing at just the right time, and Mr. O'Brien and Mr. O'Brien enter the gallery to refrain from going behind.

King Joshua took control of it with his hands as he quietly tried to raise his hips off the couch and kneel, as the rushing trick might also hit him rudely.

"Good, better than that, you've got it all together again."

"No. Our lives are like being supported by the country. It is only natural to respond to the King's words."

Yes, Utano says, King Joshua, who loosens his mouth greatly. That look is more than fifty years old

"Right. No, if that's what you can say, I'd love to hear it."

With that said, King Joshua sits back on the most luxurious couch.

Behind it stands Mr. O'Brien, like Knight, who protects Knights. Mr. Ohlen sits on another couch surrounding the table with King Joshua.

And King Joshua, who sat down, turns his gaze this way to something deep. Come to the same table, I suppose.

When the maid, who held back in the corner of the audience, confirms in the corner of her sight that she has the liquid in the bottle, not the pot for tea, her mouth will be drawn naturally.

"Where's Utano?

"Looks like you'd like to go,"

What a cold word. Kudo is shivering his shoulders in the distance, so he wants to do something about it later. If I tried, I'd be set in a trap the other way though. Ma, that would be fun. Maybe.

Turning to King Joshua with that in mind, he says no and then lowers his back to the front couch.

I can't say it's big, but sitting alone on a luxurious couch makes me feel extravagant.

"Isn't that armor a good fit?"

"Isn't that the one you prepared?

"Heh, you did. I made it with my old measurements, but I'm relieved it hasn't changed shape."

When King Joshua laughs that way, Mr. O'Brien, who refrains behind it, is also nodding and loosening his mouth. It's a rare look, just like Mr. Utano.

Well, my body hasn't changed shape, I'm not eating a meal that high in calories badly, and I move my body almost every day. I never get fat... I bet.

"And the king. It looks good on you."

"Not really. I haven't been sitting in a chair all year."

That's what I said, King Joshua slapping lightly in the abdomen. You want to say it came with wasted luxury.

Don't hide your mouth, Kaka, the laugh.

That laugh looks really good, and this one I'm listening to makes me feel better.

Lord Range.

"What is it, Lord Ehren?"

"Thank you very much for participating in this tournament."

"No, well..."

The reason I'm here is because I owe Mr. Utano a debt or something.

You should keep your mouth shut around there. Somehow, the reason is too embarrassing.

"Totally. You two are as tough as ever. Can you be softer in places like this?

"That said, my king."

"For once, I have eyes around me."

King Joshua sighs with his shoulders resting heavily when I and Mr. Aaron tell him to align.

Was the trick interesting, Mr. O'Brien, who had refrained behind the king, also shudders his shoulders small.

Rather than, I think this king is too soft.

"It's late"

"Oh..."

Rin's voice echoes in a soothing atmosphere.

The door where the king came in earlier. From there, the Lord of Voices enters the room.

Long silver hair, luxurious body only slightly lower height than women her age. The appearance, usually referred to as cute, combined with makeup and clothing, eyes and atmosphere as quiet as the lake surface, makes you feel a sensation of rinse and cold.

Well, exhale.

Beautiful. A year ago there was a gem and a confusing beauty, but you say it grew and polished its beauty.

I should be watching it once at the chapel the other day, but I can see it growing better when I see it nearby.

I don't know... I did, I could see it.

"Range?"

"No, it's nothing"

"Kuku. What, Range. Did Amalda see you?

"No way. That's not true."

Let's keep quiet there, king.

A princess with a slightly broken expression in her father's light mouth. The expression does belong to the princess a year ago, and even as she grows, her roots don't seem to have changed.

Besides, somewhere, I feel like I'm starting to resemble my mother - the queen. That guy also had a warm mother's face under Rin's expression who cared about his family and country.

I'm glad about that, and I'll just loosen my mouth a little.

"What do you say? I'm going to marry my daughter."

"No, I don't."

"Father?

The princess's cold voice goes hand in hand with me not letting her say it until the end.

The suggestion is very appealing, but if I snort there, I will be deceased from the ninth season in the name of the game. Sure.

Besides, I don't have a hobby for interrupting my buddy's relationship.

- You want me to be happy. To my people.

And even the title of hero weighs heavily on me. Marrying a princess is synonymous with being the next king in this country without a boy. I'm not talking about places where it's more difficult for me. I can't.

Even that princess's gaze was only right for me when I first came to this room. Now it's for the ninth season, when I was talking to Utano and the others in the back. The look is not something that feels the earlier Rin cold, but the warmth of being a person, or something. In a tangible way, I think it's like a maiden in love or something. I've never been pointed at, but that's the look on my face. Chickshaw.

A king sighing at the look on the face of such a princess. I understand. Still, you know what it's like not to just walk over to the ninth season, but to be a royalty. I just might be ashamed to flirt in public.

If Kitty were to turn a look like Princess Amarda on someone, she might do a compression interview with Knight or Fafnir.

"Well, you're all set"

"Hmm. Right."

At the same time as the words, raise your hips before the king rises and line up next to Mr. O'Brien. I'm standing on the left, Mr. O'Brien on the right, across the king.

Mr. O'Brien did loosen his cheek when the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword hung to his left hip made a dry noise.

"You look a little better again"

"Really?

I don't have a mirror, and I don't know my expression. If Mr. O'Brien says so, I guess so.

There's Utano behind me like that, and Kudo and the others beside me. Night stands on Mr. O'Brien's side with Mr. Nine Seasons, Mr. O'Ren, and Mr. Knights.

"Then we can't keep the people waiting any longer."

"And the contestants, too. Father."

At the beginning are kings and princesses. The queen should have stood next to King Joshua, but that one has lost his life in the war a year ago.

... Often, I think I got over that grief.

The king, the princess.

I said I was still pulling off after a year.

When King Joshua and Princess Amarda stood before the balcony, I felt the arena (Coliseum) calm down. In fact, the blurring gradually decreases.

"Everybody..."

Then, the voice amplified by magic echoes into the arena (Coliseum).

The festival begins.

Martial Arts Games - The festival is called Team Warfare.