Glory to Earth Magic

"From now on, we will start accepting militant competitions!

A female student wearing glasses screams like that with loud magic.

Day 3 of the School Festival.

Finally, it was militant tournament day, and me and Yatsufusa were lined up in front of the arena to participate.

Sometimes summoning magic and spirits have been lifted, and I think there are a large number of participants, lightly over 200.

Since the martial arts tournament is the most eye-catching event of the college festival, it seems that the mock shop will be free because most people will be flowing this way during the event.

Well, it's a good idea because it allows me to participate without any particular problems.

"Wow, you're a great guy."

Aldi looks around rarely.

"Sure, maybe a little more than I expected. I wonder if it'll be over in three days"

I think this number is a little too many no matter how many mammoth schools I say.

Not very much, but it doesn't look like it's going to be over in three days.

"I think that's okay, because the first day is just qualifying, but the qualifying basically breaks up into blocks and fights in the Battle Royale way"

Yatsufusa answers my questions.

Well, then we can certainly move on once and for all.

"The game lasts up to 12 people, and the second day lasts until the semifinals. The third day is the final."

"Very familiar."

"Yeah, because I was looking forward to the martial arts tournament for some reason. I want to know how far my powers go."

That drawn-in idea of Yatsufusa has changed a lot.

If it was Yatsufusa in the first place, he would have passed out if he had said he was definitely butting in and going to a militant tournament.

Feelings like parents boil and snort at the spiritually challenged Yatsufusa.

As we do this, the line keeps moving, and my turn is coming.

"Well, I'm going to write down the name and gender, congenital attributes and class here."

A light-hearted student at the receptionist handed me a paper and a pen, so I write the items I was told.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Aruba.......... eh, man?

The student at the reception looks suspicious as he alternates between me and the paper.

Stop it! I don't even like it and wear made-up clothes!

"It's not. I have no choice but to run a made-to-be-made and butler cafe in a mock shop."

And it's because of Macho in the back.

"… well, I'm not going to say anything about people's hobbies."

Yeah, that kindness hurts.

When I finish the reception with a warm gaze, I leave the arena so I can escape because I still have time to start qualifying.

The subpoena has been lifted, so ask Mr. Gras to cooperate.

It was the beginning of the game and I couldn't try to summon you. It's not funny.

Mr. Gras needs to be summoned in an open area because he is quite large, so when I come behind an unpopular arena, I summon Mr. Gras.

"My name is Alba. Respond to my life, come on, Gras!

When a glowing magic formation appears on the ground, it's not from there a huge mole of moffmoff...... but brown skin on short, mowed white hair. A carved, deeply nice-silver old man appeared accumulating a jawbeard.

...... hmm? Am I wrong?

"What can I do for you?

"Yeah, that voice is Mr. Gras. What does that look like?

"Oh, this is what I look like. I don't care if you show up there again. [M] They let me come in person."

I'm sorry about that verse.

I mean, you're a grandpa because you said you were young.

Actually, don't tell me you were expecting a legal loli with an old man tone.

Well, let's be good because this feels sinister and good.

"So? What the hell is it for?

"Oh, I did. Actually…………………."

I will explain the upcoming martial arts tournament and ask if you would join me.

"Hmmm...... well, I don't have any business with this and it would be good. Besides, if the goal is to improve the soil attributes, we can't just not cooperate."

"Thank you."

It would be comforting if Mr. Gras could help.

"Well, that's good...... what's that outfit?

"This... somehow, a certain Macho wolf ghost cursed me and I couldn't take it off."

Whatever you say, you won't believe me.

"Hmm, it's the guy over there."

If you think so, surprisingly, Mr. Gras says as he looks at Migliana.

"Eh!? Are you seeing this guy?

"Oh no! I thought I couldn't see, so I was alarmed! If you can see it, I've done it a little more!

Migliana seems to regret it as she kneels.

I mean, you're dead, so I don't think I can make a fool of you.

"Well, I can perceive that."

"Well, can you sneer at this guy or something?

"You can't do that. Whether you can interfere just because you say you can perceive is another story."

Chi, I thought I could Osaraba with this guy. Wouldn't it work out so well?

"No more! Alba is a lighter. You don't have to do that."

Migliana kept her mouth shut with salt of trust and track record because she followed her cheeks with tungtung as she said so.

"Mmm, only Alba and Gras can be seen and sloppy! I saw it too.

You don't like being out of company, Aldi runs a bump over my shoulder.

"You better not see Aldi as he is. Eye

It's filthy. "

"Oh, my God, that doesn't sound harmful to me."

Like. It's not itself.

"All right, then it's time to start, and let's go."

"Ahem. Don't ignore me!

We ignore Migliana screaming behind us and head to the arena room.

The holding room is quite large and seems to be divided into several sections, so any room is fine.

As we enter the holding room, the other students will look at us all at once.

"Hey... the maid is in. What aristocratic squire?

I'm talking to Hisohiso, but I can hear a conversation like that.

By the way, Yatsufusa is usually equipped when traveling to the labyrinth.

It is equipped with a armor and a magic bracelet in an easy-to-move garment that feels like it has been made into a sleeveless Chinese fist dress.

And I have the unbalanced look of Gotsui Mithril's cage hand on Cotte Cote's adorable maid clothes.

It's impossible for me to tell you not to draw attention.

Yeah, well, once Mr. Gras has it back.

Because in the qualifying round, you won't struggle enough to borrow Mr. Gras's hand from the boulders, and all of a sudden you won't be able to reveal your hand.

"Oh, my lady. You only let school students in here, right?

A Gotsui boy student in silver armor talks to him niggling.

... Hmm, it's easier to get caught off guard thinking you're a woman than purposefully speaking to a man here, and let me get this wrong.

"Uh, I'm also a student here and a participant. The maid's clothes stayed the same because she rushed here in a mock shop costume."

Play the Beta Nabuko character with her hands in front of her face laughing.

"Ooh. Really? That's bad. But aren't you as tough to fight as a little lady?

The boy in the armor, duped by my divine act, talks worryingly.

"It's okay. I still have confidence in my arm. But... if you win the main battle, can you just give it a little relief?

I squeeze the boy's hands and smile.

"Ahahahaha. I just have to ask what it would be like if a pretty girl like you asked me to. Oh, I have some business to run, so I'll see you later!

If the woman is not immune, the boy scratches his head and walks away with a glittering grin.

Oh, he's a little guy.

"Aruba......"

Stop it, don't look at me like that.

You better do what you can to win.

I tell myself that as I pass through the cold gaze of the Yatsufusas.

I mean, Migliana. It's pulling, but it's you, isn't it?

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"The main host is the school idol, Clara will be in charge!

A small female student with peachy hair ponytailed in the center of the arena waves energetically as she speaks with loud magic.

"Heh, there was an idol at school."

If you want to watch a girl named Clara walk on stage with her adoration, squeal.

"Huh? You don't know, Alba? He's quite famous. It's an idol where congenital attributes can sing and dance with light attributes."

Heh, is it a light attribute?

Speaking of which, Carnage was also a light attribute. I can only recover and emit light though.

"I have no idea"

"As well."

Aldi talks to me in tune.

"Uh... yeah. That's right, Aruba was like that"

Hey, Mr. Yatsufusa. Will you not nod like you convinced yourself?

What the hell am I like to be in you?

"Today we are only qualifying. In all, you will be divided into 6 blocks and 2 players will compete in this battle per block! Participants have been given a piece of paper and will be fighting in blocks written on that paper"

Um, am I the third block?

It is unlikely that Yatsufusa will suddenly hit from the qualifying round in Block 5.

"Falling off stage, fainting, gibberish, etc. is a disqualification condition. Also, the stage has a special juncture and if you take more damage than you're dying, you're forced to ring out and this is disqualified too! We're not going to die, so let's do everything we can to kill each other. "

It's an idol with a pretty face and unexpectedly noisy things to say.

"Now it's time to admit the players in the first block!

Zorro and the players enter from each holding room with Clara's voice.

Finally, it is the beginning of a militant tournament.