Isekai Ryouridou

The second peak came when then only two minutes had passed.

I haven't installed a day clock today, but the sun is up almost directly. It would have become Jomtien and it would have been time for a small pause in the venue. More than 1,000 people were thrown out from across the stone walls and killed in this space selling snacks.

More momentum than in the morning. I'm sure there were more people who had decided to take snacks at this hour. On second thought, it was about half an hour before we started operating, and it was too early for brunch.

So we are once again going to receive a tsunami-like onslaught.

Cooking sells like flying. The food should still have been full of 700 meals, but that has diminished with horrible momentum. It's the exact opposite of Easter when you relax and enjoy your meals.

It still felt like this western end was the busiest because of the intense scent of curry.

However, if the queue becomes too long, customers who can no longer wait will leave. Perhaps there is no such thing as a store that hasn't queued up all day. It is a bustle worthy of battlefield.

I feel like I've seen it, and not many of them are bad customers. But those people were obsessed with talking about the martial arts club, and they didn't even get their heads around us or the culinary qualities.

I even snort into business.

Receive the copper coin from the customer and pour 'Giva Beans' into the wood plate, accompanied by a wooden spoon and a slice of baked potato, to provide. It is its repetition. Asking customers what the price is or if they don't sell fruit liquor is all that business stuff.

"Hey, that sounds like a lot of prosperity"

In the meantime, it was a bit of a crackling zashma that showed up before us.

"Oh, thank you. Was Zashma also returned to Genos?"

"Oh. I'm back in conjunction with this fight. As you stand with your sword, you can't overlook it."

Zashma left Genos often after Easter. Face to face was the first time in more than twenty days.

Zashma, who bought 'Giva Beans' from my stall, disappeared trying to be bounced off by the shoving customers, but eventually appeared snuggly behind the stall with a wood plate in his hand.

"Oh, this guy is delicious. Is this the Jagal tau bean? That's an interesting bite to chew on."

"Yeah, there's no such thing as bean-like beans around here."

While I'm being followed by lined up customers, I'll return the word appropriately. He was sending Fay-Baim to the passenger seat again, so he couldn't rest his work at all.

"You don't seem to be manned enough. After the qualifying match, I thought I'd tell you how it turned out. Is this difficult?"

"No! I'd appreciate that if you'd let me hear it!

And, with that said, I can hardly second the customer in front of me.

Then Ai-Fa, who had refrained right next to me, said to me, "Let me go".

"Is Sin-Luu and Georg-Zaza still winning out? I don't think hunters by the woods will be defeated that easily."

"Oh, the hunters by the woods are both winning out. I made a lot of money, too."

"Make money? What is it you're talking about?

"In the venue, there's also a bet on which one wins. It wasn't a very interesting battle, as copper coins would come in just to bet on the hunters by the woods."

From behind, Zashma's laughter echoes.

"But now that the people at the venue know about the unusual power of the hunters by the woods, their dividends will also be lowered from the next. It's time to meet up with the hunters from the woods."

"Such a skill exists in town, too."

"Oh. Of course, that's just enough to count. From what I've seen, it looks like you and the hunter by the woods could cross decently... you know Lord Melfried, Login, the deputy leader of the same Kingsguard regiment, Devious, the captain of the militia, and then Dawn, the captain of the mercenary regiment Red Tooth. The other one and the two seemed muscular, but it was the first name I heard, so I forgot."

So what about the son of Gay Malos, Raylis?

Apparently he questioned the same thing I did. When Ai-Fa asked him that, Zashma said, "Hmm?," he whispered.

"It seems like there were young knights left in such affiliations as the Knights of Saturas, so is that what you're talking about? There are eight teams at a time, so I'm not watching all the games."

"Right. But just because there are four people who are likely to cross each other with Sin-Lu and others, that's worth the surprise."

"Hmm? By the way, how much power is Sin-Lu a hunter by the woods?

"I don't care how much you ask me, but I'm not strong enough to be chosen by eight brave men compared to the power of the Lew family"

"Don't make that sound kind of awesome. Well, in fact, both hunters were incredibly powerful. The little one on the back was playing his opponent's sword in every game, and the other big one... that was so rambunctious like a beast in the field"

So Zashma sounded a low laugh.

"When I was younger, I used to compete in this fight, too. I don't feel like beating the hunters and Lord Melfried by the woods, as well as the guys like Login and Devious. Then it could be a wingspan to raise your name, so you're turning to the viewing side."

"Hmm. As a person in town, I see you as quite a force, too."

"Well, that qualifies me as a Guardian from Wang Du. I won't be late for them. So, the guys you just gave your name to are more than that. Whatever the mercenary Dawn has flown from the north, the knights of Genos are impressed by the way they've raised their arms in such a peaceful land."

Indeed, it was also surprising to me that there were four human beings who seemed to cross each other with the Sin-Lu.

On the other hand, in Genos, where there would be a thousand or ten thousand soldiers, there are only a few swordsmen comparable to hunters by the woods?

Besides, Sin-Lu is still a 16-year-old boy, albeit eight brave men. Just to count you down, to the four members of Luu's main house, Gazran-Rutim and Dan-Rutim, Lau-Ray and Guillain-Lilin - plus hunters with mutual or more power, such as Ai-Fa and Mida, are holding back for a long time. Moreover, there are a large number of leading hunters in the northern settlements, headed by Graf-Zaza and Dick-Dom.

(If all those people were in a fight, I guess it would be a huge mess. Of course, there's no way the Donda-Lou guys would imitate that.)

With that in mind, I even kept handing out the dishes.

There, a new blur approaches.

A huge Totos luggage truck, protected by roughly ten guards, approached us as if it were crowded.

The luggage carriage carried the crest of the Marquis de Genos.

When a luggage truck is packed beside the workbench, about six people appear from it with a large ceramic deep dish.

At first sight, he is known as the people of the city of Castle. but it will be not aristocracy, but the likeness of a squire. All are magnificent men.

When the squire put up a giant deep dish in pairs, they lined up in our shop, with a curious gaze from around them.

Buy large quantities of dishes from the edges in turn, each time prepare a new deep dish and rearrange them in the queue. It was solemnly mechanical.

"This is Giva's dish too, isn't it? I'd like ten servings on this plate, please."

Eventually the servants of the Marquis of Genos, who visited me, have petitioned as such in the beauty of Baritone.

"Thank you for your purchase.... but all dishes for ten servings? They buy a lot of them."

"Yes, the forest chiefs will also be served from this vessel."

I see. Our dishes are filled with about three meals, so even five of the ten meals will serve 50, 16, or 7 servings. So there are seven Donda-Lou's, and if you want to include the Sin-Lu's, nine. I guess the leftover dishes can be eaten without any problems if the other guests stick to them properly.

I was thinking about that, and Yumi called out from the next workshop, "Hey."

"How about our Giva dish? This guy's also a Giva dish direct from Asta, the cook by the woods, right?

One of my servants turned a very behaving look to Yumi.

"Are you to the left? Then I'd like to ask for ten servings of your dish."

"Ten servings. Rikai."

With a slight laugh, Yumi spread the okonomiyaki dough on the iron plate.

I sneak up on Yumi while the squire returns to his luggage with ten servings of 'Giva Beans'.

"Didn't Yumi hate people in Castle Town? Well, that's not why I'm here."

"Yeah, what a pleasure it is for the people in Castle Town to say something about me? If the mothers ask, they're gonna flip it."

If that's the kind of mood you're in, well, you could say it sounds yumi. Besides, the okonomiyaki was once unveiled at a dinner party in Castle Town, so the nobles should be able to speak without questioning it.

As the Marquis' squires then dispersed, customers pressed again with the same momentum.

So when I finally got to the bottom of my 1,000 meal dish, the tone sounds like thunder from the arena.

The fight will resume.

In time, about four or fifty minutes will pass. It's a time schedule that doesn't have so much error with the information I heard beforehand.

People return to the arena in the same condition as they did in the morning.

Again, it didn't take five minutes for it to become unpopular.

Eventually, from behind the arena, the cry of people creeping like faraway lightning echoes.

"Wow, now you're done! It was a lot of noise."

Rimi-Lou, holding an empty wooden dish, said so as he passed by.

Sure, more than three hours had passed since the store opened, but less than half of the time I was dealing with a real customer. So while scissoring plenty of breaks in between, it was as comfortable as selling dishes about twice as fast as usual.

"Guys, how was the sale?

"He's sold out."

"Offal pan has about twenty extra meals"

"You have seven extra meals for this dish."

When the other dishes also totaled, the 36 meals looked sold out.

But prepare 1,000 meals for Easter, and this is the result. We only have 800 meals in regular business, so compared to that, it's enough sales. The "Gibba's Mothpot" had 20 extra meals because it was the only one that prepared 350.

So, 36 meals means only 13 servings. We were eighteen, including the escort, so the rest of the food could be cleaned up beautifully, just to fill their stomachs.

"No, I just earned it! It looks like it sold better than it did on Easter!

Even Yumi is more satisfied.

I can take the extra Tane home, so they've been preparing enough for you from the start. They split the okonomiyaki in the trade with the motsu pan, so we could fill our stomachs in good shape, too.

"Good job, Asta"

And by the end of our lunchtime, it was Yang, the head chef of the Count Dalaim family, who spoke up.

Behind it are the helpers Shayla and Nicolas, as well as the escort martial officers.

"Oh, good job. How was that?

"Yes. I thought I'd start with satisfactory sales.... Oh and good luck Limi-Luu to Tool-Din"

"You're annoying me!," Rimi-Lou replies cheerfully, and Tour-Din also bows back courteously.

"Lady Eurifia of the Marquis of Genos has been offered to invite a cook by the woods to a tea party even next month. In doing so, will Tul-din and Limi-Lu be able to join us again?

"Yeah, at least Princess Odifia won't be convinced if we don't let Tour-Din join us.... Speaking of which, is Princess Odifia also invited today?

"No, you won't invite a young princess to a fight. Even though it's a safe game, sometimes there's blood."

Then I wonder if the young princess has any Tour-din treats. For everyone, that was fortunate.

"With regard to Lord Eurifia's Tea Party, I have been told to come too. We look forward to savoring your wonderful treats again."

Jan went back to her luggage when she mentioned it only to her.

Meanwhile, Shayla, who had been speaking to Ai-Fa for a long time, also panicked and bowed her head, leaving with a remorseful look on her face.

"That Shayla is your daughter's constant obsession with I-Fa. What were you so eager to talk about today?

"Mm-hmm. I had been invited to attend a militant party or something at the Count Dalaim's house. I wonder why such a daughter would wish such a thing."

"Heh. Apart from these martial arts clubs, does militancy exist as well"

"Mm-hmm. He said it was just a small meeting within him... but I don't know how he hoped to be present until Sheila-Lou"

As I turned my gaze, Sheila-Lou was smiling with a troubled face.

"Um, that was probably an invitation to a ball in the sense of dancing, not fighting..."

Ai-Fa saw Sheila-Lou with a decent eye.

"What's a dance party? I've never even heard of anything like that, have I?

"Neither do I, but it seems that the people in town prefer to dance, so is it possible to hold meetings just for that?"

"... isn't dancing something that women seeking a partner dance to show their men?

"Yeah, but at a feast with people in town, you would have even danced just for fun, right? So I was wondering if it would be such a dance party..."

"... I'll never be able to attend such a meeting, will I?

Ai-Fa says like a wasting child, scowling at Sheila-Lou, who is not guilty.

Sheila-Lou smiled at her thanks.

"Yes, I don't like dancing either, so I would prefer not to be distracted if I could...... with the consent of the Chiefs, there would be no difference, I wonder if there would be an offer from the Count Dalaim family officially sooner or later, because I-Fa replied?

Ai-Fa creased between her eyebrows, and now she's making fun of me.

But finding out who's on this scene won't be a story that can be solved.

"If we make a formal offer, why don't we just formally say no? As much as you refused to attend the ball, you wouldn't have a relationship with a nobleman, would you?

"... but I said that there was no difference. If you refuse to do this, will you make a mistake?

"If that's what you think, you can join us. I wonder if your daughter Shayla just wants to see the banquet costume."

Ey-fa has been biting his back teeth with a tight eye about me.

Apparently, I was the reason I was kidnapped by Sanjula and the others when I was supposed to bond with that girl, but am I the one who has to take the edge of the blame when this happens?

Either way, in one of Raina-Lou and Leeheim's cases, the values of the men's and women's issues have already been discussed with the noble side, so where Ie-Fa revealed how stunning the feast costume looks, it would never develop into a freaky noise. Then even if I were you, I would just keep an eye on what direction the story would calm down.

That's why I decided to move on to my next move while I jerked off the angry eye-fa.

"Well, let's do this for dinner break, shall we go for a peek at the martial arts club? Some of you have to stay and keep an eye on your luggage, but what do we do?

For that role, Tul-din and Yamir-Ray, plus Zwei gave me a name.

"Then let's leave two for the escort. There are so many copper coins, so long as evil people don't get close."

So the rest of Kamadu and the three EY-FA escorts, as well as members named Yumi and Luia, were set to head to the arena.

The entrance is also located on the south side of here. About ten people at the top seem to creep in the entrance, and now the door is shut perfectly. Yet there stood four guards from left to right, for a total of as many as eight guards.

"If you want to enter, let me reveal the inside of your jacket"

One of the guards has stated that in a voice that pushed and killed emotions.

"What is a coat? You mean a hunter's coat? Why do you have to imitate that?

"People with bows and arrows are forbidden to enter. You don't have to take it off, you just have to expose its insides"

That must have been a measure to protect the people in the VIP table.

Lyelfam-Sudra, who was at the head, replied, "I have accepted," while spreading his fur cloak with both arms.

Ai-Fa and Chim-Sudra can take off their capes in the same way.

"Okay. I don't mind bringing in a knife, but if you fail to follow the instructions of the guards inside, keep in mind that you will be guilty of treason on the spot"

Two soldiers opened the door for me from left to right.

Since it was enough to allow one human being to pass through, we enter in a single row.

But already, the cry was amazing when I opened the door.

The pressure of the voice that was hanging from the stone walls is slammed directly from the front. Sounds like an exhilaration to me.

It was a dim passage, so after everyone entered and the door closed, we had to step out.

Both left and right and ceilings are made of yellow stone, wide across, but low ceilings. If it were Mida or Ji-Mayam, it would be enough to grab my head. Such a passage continues for only ten meters.

Suddenly my vision widened as I went through there.

There is no roof or anything, it is a square like a baseball field.

Two knights crossing the blades in the middle of it was distant.

From here, it's a distance of four or fifty meters. I tried to open my eyes and see if it was a compatriot or acquaintance, but it happened to be called "dude".

"Don't stop here. Go up the stairs and show them there."

After all, it is a guard. As the spear pointed to the diagonal rear, a wide stone staircase could indeed be confirmed.

The inside of the stone walls surrounding the arena was set in the passenger seat.

A stone is formed in the form of a staircase, which becomes lower as it goes inside. Its seats, which totalled about eight steps, were almost full.

This was certainly a Colosseum-like construction to be seen in a movie or something.

There would have been 1,000 or 2,000 spectators enthusiastic about the swordsmen's struggle. Few women and children, the majority of whom are swollen men.

The guest seats and the stage are separated by a very low wooden fence, along which a large number of guards stand. Especially in the corner of my right hand from us, there were dozens of guards in density.

That was the VIP seat.

It is separated from the general seats by a wall, along which are also lined the guards. Only the walls and the space stuck on the walls allowed people to relax and secure their place, yet the rug was completely laid and a leathery roof was also stretched over their heads.

But my eyesight doesn't even tell me who it is.

Same thing about both of them crossing swords. They both wore similar armor and wore helmets securely.

When the guards chase me up to the top seat, they get as far away as possible.

It was just a fierce struggle, as hard as it seemed to hear a sword trident even at this distance.

People are making such crazy calls.

The top stage seemed to be a stand-up seat, so we watched the struggle as we stood.

Eventually, one sword strikes one torso.

He was wearing armor, and that sword should have been dropped blade, so there was nothing like a bloodshot going up, but the swordsman who was struck nodded to the ground and couldn't stand up as it was.

Then a Knight of Totos appeared from the western entrance and began to circle the outer perimeter of the arena.

Around, he said, "West! Devious Victory! Devious Victory!" He shouts.

So the audience began to cheer further.

"That's a terrible noise. It's like you jumped into a thundercloud."

An eye-fa, still looking a lot grumpy, blurred like that with his mouth to my ear.

There, a big shadow approached the people in the stand-up.

"Hey, that was surprisingly quick. There are thirteen swordsmen left."

That was Zashma, who had just broken up a few minutes ago.

"Thank you very much. Are the hunters by the woods still winning?

"Since the dawn of my little pause, I haven't come out yet. Now we're just finishing the third game."

I don't know, so I hear the swordsmen are playing the game in every order they pull in the lottery, and once they lose, they fall off with it, the system. In other words, it is a huge tournament match with one shot from the qualifying stage.

So, the morning qualifying tournament narrowed down to sixteen participants. Now that means the third game of the main selection tournament by those sixteen is over.

"So the next swordsman who wins is going to deal with Devious, who just won. In turn, it's about time the hunters from the woods came out."

There was some noise in the guest room while we were discussing that out loud.

Some people are taking their seats and pushing themselves against a large group of people.

That kind of ascent was erected all over the venue, so instead of making noise like hundreds of people going for the same place, small noises were winding up all over the place.

"The people who were betting copper coins on the current battle, or who want to bet on the next battle, are gathered at the torso. So nobles are enjoying bets between nobles and civilians."

If you notice, the knight of Totos was circling around the outer circumference with different words than he had just said.

"Next battle! West, people by the woods, Sin-Lu! East, Red Fang, Dawn!

"Oh, does a hunter named Sin-Lew compete with Dawn? So it's a hard combination of Devious next."

Dawn was the leader of the mercenary regiment, and Devious was the captain of the militia. Zashma is one of the few mighty men who is likely to interact with the hunters by the woods.

"What are we gonna do? If Dawn's the other guy, I think it's gonna be a cool dividend to bet on your buddies, right?

"No, because gambling doesn't suit you sexually.... If you waste copper coins, you'll be scolded."

Of course, I didn't feel comfortable explaining it because I wouldn't be interested in gambling or anything like that. No matter how much you can afford to be nostalgic, you are a people by the woods who will not forget the heart of pure poverty.

"I guess I'll let you see me through this battle. If we can beat Dawn, we'll bet on your buddies in the next fight."

Zashma said so, but the results were modest.

Even at this distance, it can be distinguished by physique if Sin-Lu. Yet he was quite a big man, wrapped in his own bright red armor.

The battle was cleaned up in just a few seconds.

Sin-Lu flashed his sword, and the sword of a dawning swordsman was bounced off all five meters, and pierced the ground.

The bright red swordsman rushed over to you, but Sin-Lu stood in between earlier than that.

Freshly stabbed in the throat, Dawn raises his arms regrettably.

So more cheers were to explode than ever before.

"You're frightened. Is this possible even if Dawn is dealing with him? This is Lord Melfried, and then there's your fellow hunter."

Hearing Zashma's voice, I was caressing my chest with relief.

Again, these rough things don't suit my sexuality either. Though I was worried about Sin-Lu's condition and ran away, I would have liked to have left a message with the Tour-dins if I had been there.

Besides, this martial arts club is much more of a slaughter rule than the power of hunters by the woods.

A knife with a blade dropped is used, but there is no other prohibition. Whatever it is, it's effective to beat them up.

And the winning condition is only to push the opponent into a state of non-combat, or to have him declare "here he is".

They don't impose penalties for injuring their opponents, and they just tell them of "disqualification losses" in case they end up dead.

Wearing armor with a certain ruggedness is mandatory, but if it hits badly, it would be dangerous to lose life. Gay Malos and others against Sin-Lu were to be seriously injured by the fracture.

(It's best not to get hurt anyway, right? Of course, it sucks to let someone die)

In the meantime, the solemn game goes on.

In the next game, Melfried was defeating an outpatient swordsman.

Then for two games, the knights of Genos and the swordsmen from the spare town staged a sweat-gripping offense in their hands.

And it is the appearance of George-Zaza in the last game to decide the top eight.

The opponent was the deputy leader of the Kingsguard regiment, a powerful man named Login.

"This guy is no less skilled than Dawn and Devious, but now I wonder what happens"

The physique seemed to be no less inferior.

It is also difficult to distinguish between them in the long run, since they are both equipped with the same silver.

But when the game started, I had some idea.

And one swordsman was full of beasts.

He wields a giant long sword in vertical and horizontal dust with one arm. The momentum is that if the knives are combined, they will both be broken.

The other avoids the onslaught with a painful but sharp figure.

Rather than a gladiatorial match, Matador and bullfights.

But those attacks didn't last that long either.

The bullfights were more impetus and out of balance.

Don't miss that gap, the opponent waved the knife down.

But the slaughter was bounced off.

While in an unstable position, the gladiator swung up his right foot during the bullfight and kicked his opponent's sword from across.

So now the opponent is going to be more out of shape and let him swim his upper body big.

There, the silver flash pressed fleshly.

The bullfighter, who prevented slaughter with unbelievable motion vision and muscle strength, now swirled on the spot with one leg, slamming the long sword on the other's face with a tyranny.

The swordsman blew up and the shaken helmet and knife flew in separate directions.

It's a sight that reminds me of the unbroken end of Gay Malos.

So the cry raised was half screaming around.

"East! George-Zaza victory! George-Zaza victory!

The cavalry of the touchman was like that.

George-Zaza grabs his long sword on his shoulder and leaves gently at the entrance.

The logging swordsman was quickly transported by Totos' pulling luggage.

"... he's still immature. Even though it is not contraindicated, it should not cause unnecessary scratches or other injuries compared to force"

Ai-Fa said so, whispering his eyebrows.

Zashma on the other side didn't even seem to hear that voice in the cry.

"What kind of a kick back slaughter with your leg? That's a frightening force.... But if you see the vice commander like that, even Lord Melfried is going to catch fire."

If we win one more round at a time, the semifinals will be against George-Zaza and Melfrid.

What the hell will come of it if Melfrid and Georg-Zaza, once as powerful as Giza-Lou and still considered as Sin-Lu, compete against each other? Not a hunter. I couldn't make a prediction.

That's how the quarterfinals by the top eight take place amidst the disturbing stirring brought about by George-Zaza.

So they called me, "West! Knights of Saturas, Raelis! was the name."

"... he was winning too."

Ai-Fa is also sharply eyed.

If it is the eye-fa's vision, I'm sure he can see the swordsmen's behavior crushed even at this distance.

Raylis was also a swordsman with great arms.

The opponent was a Jagal warrior and a big man who was introduced, wielding his long sword lightly like a stick of wood, but Raylis succeeded in paying off the opponent's slaughter just by meeting a few times, knife down the opponent's left shoulder.

Somehow, it is a sword technique like an elegant dance.

Whether it's speed or timing, it seems skillful to flush out the opponent's attacks.

This seemed to be a madness, and many of the people in the venue were moaning.

"Hmm. How aristocratic. Beautiful fat. People make fun of the sitting art and the little fools, but it can be surprisingly troublesome."

Zashma had such a reputation.

Thus, in the next game, Sin-Lew played another Devious Swordsman's sword with a single blow, and Melfried and Georg Zaza also rightfully won, and here came the top four of the martial arts club.