Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

This was a flyer announcing the schedule of the Royal Martial Arts Congress.

Contest schedule and application deadline. There was a detailed guide to qualifications and winning prizes.

No, we're having a fucking moonshine?

It looks like they're playing at the Arena in the capital.

Arena.

Yeah, it's Kim Kat again.

I was the only entertainer in the world. With a sense of sophistication in a modern district flooded with multimedia, I was ruled by Barbarian Angel Kim Katt as the great star of the Isvant Arena.

When I think about it, I can think of a bulbourgeois as my breasts get magnificent. My true friend, Vulbuza. That was almost the fight of the world's strongest. I fought so hard, literally risking my life and fucking shaking. It was very helpful to read Mr. Left-Back's metaphor.

Anyway, I read the flyer in detail after I became interested.

The Royal Martial Arts Competition

Is the application deadline... until next week?

And it seems that the competition will take place in a month.

What a prestigious and historic contest in a flyer. Such a rhyme is frivolously embedded, but it will certainly be popular.

Arenas are popular everywhere in the world.

Even the civilizations of the modern Earth see people fighting, and there are people over here who are blowing up the Mana in the crazed yard.

The Royal Martial Arts Competition has been held for decades. It's a great festival and event with lots of spectators and lots of participants.

What products are there, the finest perfumes, the finest cosmetics, the finest swords, magic artifacts, the finest accessories. What, Elixer? What's this again? Anyway, there's a lot of this shit, and I'm just spreading the money.

Even the wounded say they hire special recruits from the Knights of the Kingdom if they want to, but this seems to be a truck of cynics looking for opportunities from all over the Kingdom.

All sorts of scripts come together throughout the kingdom.

Those bastards are fighting for victory, so it seems like they're full of goodness.

But I don't think anyone can attend and I need something like a letter of recommendation... I think I need a letter of recommendation from the guild or a letter of endorsement from the nobility.

To what extent can only skilled people participate?

People of the Hadassah level will enjoy the diary of warriors who are stronger than the dog fights of the cocksuckers. That side is better visually. Even though dog fights are fun, the way you look at them is laughter.

I can't wait to read it.

"Oh."

A phrase came to my attention.

"This year, Sodmaster, the best prosecutor and best knight in the kingdom, will be attending the competition..."

"Princess's Blessing..."

"The opening ceremony is..."

Seeing it, Swordmaster, the strongest warrior in the accredited kingdom, is also coming to observe the competition, and the princess is celebrating. There was also a rumor that the great wizard was performing a magical event at the opening ceremony.

"That's fucking real."

A Sword Master.

I don't know anything else, but this guy's pretty interested.

The inhuman serial killer who certified Karga as the strongest human being. The Sword Master refers to the most ruthless slayer in the world.

Personal force is, of course, the command and control of the army and of small operations. A monster that can be said to be the best in politics and everything.

The strongest of all warriors and knights.

Even Karin, who had absolute confidence in his skills, said with his own mouth that he could be one less than a Swordmaster. It is her judgment to fight with at least two skilled men of the same level as her.

I can't believe someone like this came to see the competition.

Well, since it's the biggest event in the capital, it's probably the idea for the strongest person to come to see it.

There was a princess, a great wizard, and the women of the three kingdoms seemed to have already become popular with their faces shining.

Humans are monsters or enemies. And of course, demons are a world that fights all kinds of inhuman beings.

Strong human beings will be treated wherever they go, and not to mention the competition that covers such strong human beings. Gambling or stalls or anything like this will be a fucking activation.

And it's not that expensive to enter the competition.

It's literally the amount of money at the festival or event level, so you can see it all. Is it winter soon? If you don't have anything to do with it, look at the competition.

"Umm."

This... Somehow, the idea of wanting to participate is starting to bloom. I don't know anything else, but the merchandise is quite delicious. Cosmetics for the finest perfume? Take this and give it to my girls and they'll love it.

And I would like to personally recognize my land.

The rules say you can overpower without killing the other person, so it's not that tight. If you don't take part, you won't be able to quit. Can Muscle Angel and Lovecloth at the Arena still see this?

Do you want me to take care of the Saint and join you?

If I ask you, you will surely give me permission.

I immediately returned home with snacks and flyers.

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"What, a martial arts competition? That's what happened. It's time to do that already. Do you have any interest?"

Karin said as he ate the biscuit.

"This can't be happening, like this. So as soon as I picked up the flyer, I jumped out screaming."

"Kahhh, why are you screaming, you lunatic?"

I showed her the flyer as well.

"Anyway, it's a good opportunity. It's an event where you can fight strong guys in your own way. And the winning prize... come on. No, by the way."

Karin, who was reading the flyer, suddenly admired it.

"Isn't this just about winning when you join my husband? No, this is a real good chance of winning. I'm sure. This is just a quote."

"Of course I'm trying to win, why. Do you have any reason to think that?"

I'm pretty confident, too.

"Well, you know how many talented people the Knights of the Kingdom are trying to send? They actually have good grades. But honestly, I don't think those bastards can break my husband."

I heard that the Empire Knights also participate, but I don't send any real masters like Nighty, and I try to attract talented young and low-ranking people.

These bastards still have their own morals.

To be honest, if the Knights of the Kingdom let all the brothers and sisters go, they'll just be their own league. There will be no competition, no cocksuckers.

I know this better than one.

"Uh-huh, fuck you. Of course, if those bastards win, I win."

I don't think I'll lose.

This is definitely a winning angle.

"By the way, the Arena... it reminds me of the old days?"

Claudie came to my side and sat down.

"Mr. Katt, the Barbarian Warrior at the Arena?"

"Ah, Mr. Claudie."

Then he calls me that, and he grabs my hand. Claudie was watching.

"It was really fun back then. Wow, that reminds me. Durban you son of a bitch."

"Hoo-hoo, Mama was fun then. When it got so strong."

"That's it."

But what the hell is Durban doing? I touched Claudie's ear and pondered about it.

"Anyway, niggers like this, so if you can get out, you better get out. Look at this. I love the merchandise. Elix also gave it to me."

"But what exactly is Elixir used to do?"

"Umm... That's a lot of use. I don't think it's a very high-end elixir, but Gradu Elixir likes to keep it. It cures internal injuries and reduces the amount of manna."

"Take it unconditionally."

I have no choice but to take it.

"It's a martial arts competition, and this is going to be quite fun. I have to go cheer again."

That's what Leeds said with a smile.

"Participate unconditionally."

I'm expecting this, but I can't. I need your permission when I go to see Saint Moretti tomorrow.

Honestly, I have a ball I set up, and I'm sure you'll allow it.

"Huhu, I can't wait to see her. Do you have to give me a wish if I win?"

"No, you always listen to your wishes."

"Do you still have something you want?"

What you want.

"Come on, tell me everything you want!"

"Even if I don't win every day..."

Hilde and Ari are also fine. I don't want to be in the yard doing everything I want to do every night anyway. If you pick one, how much do you want all seven of them to wear bikinis and dance to choreography?

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Two days later I went to the church early in the morning.

I have to come every two days anyway, and the Saint told me to come today. I asked you to leave the schedule blank, but in the first place I was a person who had nothing to do with the schedule except work.

Obviously, I told you today to reward the seedlings.

Did you organize what I reported for the last two days? First of all, we have to talk about it and also about the moonshine.

"You came early."

As soon as I entered, I respectfully greeted her, and the Saint stood up.

"Of course you have to come early."

I look a little different today.

He was wearing something like a white coat, not his usual clothes, and the Saint's veil was longer and came down to his shoulders. It's a style of showing off your body by exposing your skin or revealing lines. Today, it's all covered with a coat.

I think the veil is too long to cover my face.

It feels like a lover disguised as avoiding paparazzi.

"Follow me."

Such a handsome Saint said as he passed by me.

"Yes? Where are you going?"

"Didn't you say you'd give me a decent reward today? Besides, there's a lot to talk about. Let's hurry up a bit."

"Yes... well, then."

Where are we going?

I stood next to the Saint and followed her. Open the door, cross the hallway. But it's moving, so it's not like I'm going outside.

Where the hell are you going?

"Saint? How far are you going? It's quite uncommon for this to happen."

"Paladin's out with a girl, and you don't even have an escort?"

"Yes?"

Come on.

- Ugh.

The Saint who said that held my arm to me. With her arms clasped, her rich chest began to touch my forearm.

This sister?

"No way, Saint. Are you saying this is a reward?"

I've known it since the old days, but I really like to show off with this.

"You know very well about this Saint. Correct answer."

"Oh, my God. Please be plain, plain."

"Well, take it easy. You don't have to worry. That's just a joke."

I don't feel like joking.

"And isn't it glorious to have arms with this saint? As I always say, this Saint is really beautiful. Isn't that right?"

The Saint, who held his arm, looked at my face and said,

Bright wallpaper with glorious, old-fashioned blondes. The dark blue eyes match the color of his head. Well, this is understandable to the Princess.

I would wake up and look in the mirror and admire his face. Face to face, it's in the top ten of the women around me.

My women are right next.

"You are inhumanely beautiful."

"What if I compare it to other women?"

"You're more beautiful than the Angry Girls. This is undeniable. No, but is it that good to hear this?"

"Don't you already know that? Saint Bone loves looks and compliments very much."

"Why do you think I get the prize, not the Saint? Anyway, let's take our arms off. What would you say when you see people?"

I think it's going to be very difficult for others to see this.

"I don't really care about other people's eyes. And who's watching us now?"

"Uh..."

You don't have it?

Ah. Is it because of clothes and veils now?

"Nothing."

"So don't worry, I'll leave you to the Saint Bone."

"Well, yes."

I followed the Saint's instructions.