This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

The next morning...

Shops line the streets all over town, and fireworks that announce their opening sound as high as empty guns.

After breakfast at the inn, we just rolled out to the city of Malikha.

Already in the whole city, people, people, people.

Nina, who carried a red bag in her junior uniform, held my hand at some point.

"Oh, don't get lost, Nina's with you."

Acco pointed his mouth at this.

"Nice, Nina. Boo-boo!

Nina smiles all the time.

"Ako is better than Nina, isn't she? Stay with me."

The toddler girl told me and Ako said, "Huh. Hang on, Shizu," he returns to a bar-reading mood. I don't know which one is younger with this.

Nina reaches out to Pi and grabs her other hand.

"Pi is a tinier child than Nina, so Nina is too busy with you."

The fact that the young girl's sister is a light tyrant. Stella, a real sister to this, has a "yes," a convincing look. Apparently, being a sister girl is a ritual of passage for the Demon King clan.

By the way, Stella was registered to participate today in the Demonic Masquerade (Cosplay). He wears a small armband, and this is a testament to his disguise permit.

Because of the degree of completeness as if it were real, it is not suspicious that it was more grandiose to reject it than to be an unnatural bare gesture that tends to draw attention to people but is frightened to find out who they are.

And when it came to me, Berial and Cannon grabbed me by the sleeve of my clergyman's clothes and put me in a twisted state.

"Let him drink quickly"

"Light Bullet Magic! It's light bullet magic!

We both have blood running in our eyes. If they keep pulling the sleeves of their clothes like this, the contents could be crossed out by a billy tear to the left and right.

I'll tell both of you.

"Yesterday, you set a schedule, didn't you? Everyone, do as you write on the sign."

It's not even minute inscriptions, but there are also time-sensitive performances such as screenings and stages, so I decided to look around based on that.

The tasting ends because Belial is going to be allergic. The light bullet magic exhibit has already been exhibited, but the demonstration was twice at 10 a.m. and 3 p.m. I plan to visit the afternoon section.

Belial and Cannon all aligned and exhaled dismally, "Aww," releasing my arm.

Nina said, "Oh, you don't have any hands?" And it seems surprising.

"Because I can't guide you when you're holding hands. Well, let's get to it."

With the little flag in my hand, I took with me the lead.

First thing in the morning, we arrived at the exhibition of equipment and the holding of the fitting of the court magicians.

The place rents a whole bay warehouse.

It is they of the elite black devil's mentor who wield the magical power of the King's capital's defense and its wings.

The types of equipment on display, be they robes or canes, are all first-class items officially adopted by the Royal Army.

The ones that ate the most were surprises and canons.

"And where is the tail!?

A cleric apprentice, stuffed by the woman of the guiding court magician. Stella grabs Canon's arm and pulls him away from the information center.

"Just come back! Canon's a cleric apprentice, so it doesn't matter, does it?

"Lord Seiklid can use black magic while he's a priest! In the future, I need to grow a tail!

"Because you don't have to grow it!

Next to the Demon King and the Cleric Apprentice Cartoon, I was watching the exhibition panel.

"Ah! Thank you very much the other day!

A young man's court magician ran up to me.

He cuts his breath and stares at me with sparkling eyes.

"Um, who is it?

"I don't like it. Didn't you point out yesterday that the exhibition panel was dazed?

"Oh, thank you for that theory."

and clouded the tea. I haven't been out of the inn since I arrived yesterday. If so, the answer to who pointed to the panel's deficiencies is like it was.

The court magician said, "If you notice anything else, please let me know! Now if you'll excuse me!," he saluted and went back to his place of business.

By the way, Nina was obsessed with the all-character-wearing Guru "Madossi-kun” of the Court Mages and was taught a special jumping elbow. The magician's mascot has quite a sight for a physical attack.

We then headed to a special venue on the sandy beach (beach) in the bay. It's a tournament about keeping magic on the ocean and exude everyday stress.

The name of the Great Shen Tree Administration: Equipment Development Department was credited for sponsorship. They have something that will be a magic power gauge that can quantify the power.

Participants will perform the magic they are all good at, seamlessly as they would at a loud tournament.

By the way, there was a prize by magic numbers, and the participation prize was a mini hand-tuffed one that said "I ♥ blast magic”.

Today, they get a hot spring travel accommodation ticket as a trophy and a side award when they shine at the champion.

"Yes, yes, yes! I want to do it! You're certain to win, aren't you?

"No."

The demon king binned his tail! Stand up, peel your fangs off at me and protest.

"Hey, why not!?

"If you use extreme magic, you'll find out it's not demonic cosplay, right?

And I'm persuading the Demon King...

"No, no, no! Yesterday we bruised you for helping!

A young man from the management staff came to me with a smile. I only have a bad feeling about it anymore.

"What is it?

"Ha-ha, don't be watery. Yesterday, thanks to so many adjustments, the measuring instruments that were unwell were in just the same condition! Thank you for your help."

Ako and Kanon are "oh" or "uh" to the magic of the tournament, and it's like they're even doing fireworks sights, and they haven't noticed the interaction between me and the youth.

but Stella was staring at me.

I return unusual words to the youth.

"Glad the tournament went smoothly"

"Sora, no more! Bye! This is all I can thank you for, but which way?"

When the young man gave me the handkerchief for the prize, he went back to his place.

Stella turns a jittery wet gaze at me.

"As I said earlier, what's this all about?

"You must be mistaken for someone who looks like me"

By the way, Nina was obsessed with Baku's “Dream Pillow Berkeley", the official mascot explosion of the magic tournament, and had been taught a kind of knee-kick called the Shining Wizard of Special Attacks.

Pi is also a bitter laugh, sticking with Nina's escort on this.

After that, I was framed to receive a thank you for the good deeds I didn't even do, as was done in previous exhibitions I was going to.

Along the way, I also tried to explain to some that I was someone else, "Without being modest," "No, no, that's okay," "You're a really good guy," "Wow, that's amazing. People are amazing," "That's great, Cleric." "Seriously."... etcetc

If you can do something and praise me, it's still uncomfortable if you try it on me.

Is the wise man who set this situation up a master of harassment?

All in all, there were mascots everywhere in the exhibition hall, and it was also a matter of concern that Nina's moves increased every time she played with them. I grew up a little overgrown.

Upon finishing his sightseeing of the dizzying exhibitions and performances of the Gulf region, he continued on to the city's central square.

A fountain park on Boulevard has become a free bazaar today.

I plan to give it some time and take a look around. Regardless, me and Pi and Belial are tight on her because of Nina's escort.

From handmade magic guides to antiques and rarities to treasures about where they slept, the participants spread a selection of items to the outdoor store, and the bazaar was crowded with guests.

And even here comes the operational staff of the Sage Superconference to me.

"Thanks for the proposed zoning fix ~!"

"No."

No more. This hand interaction. But... to ask them what they have to say in praise of me, it seems that the wise man pinpoints the problem and comes up with a fixable proposal.

According to the operations staff, someone else's advice, not mine, is playing a part in this year's crowd reduction.

Why don't we just welcome that sage as an advisor now?

What a story, Nina had been taught how to extremes the carotid artery by Free Bazaar's monkey-based mascot Stephen Gozaar.

The contents of the clothes are bothering me.