It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

Day three of the school festival.

Finally, it is a big deal.

Today's guest arrival is the highest ever, and the school festival is no exaggeration when it comes to success.

I was wondering if our security would be harder on too many people, and the Kingsguard knights from Sir Klaus and the graduates from Senior Carlis are seconded to ensure a safe festival.

Whatever happens, the Queen will visit you today. It will be difficult if anything happens.

From what I hear, it's very rare for royalty to visit the school. This seems to be your first visit as a parent, even if you may visit as a royal in political connection.

And it's very dangerous for the Queen to visit the now defenseless school full of people like this and where anyone can get in.

(You can't run out of seeds of contention than every world has a country and a country. I wonder if this would have been less worrying if the Kingdom of Ardia had been an island country, like Japan. Although, now you have a headache more than a queen)

As you can see, it is Emilia.

If that old princess made a scene during the Queen's visit, it's a lot of big problems.

(Damn, if only I had seized it while I was yesterday...)

I was stuck in the security headquarters, in the commander's seat.

In the meantime, today I am telling visitors diving the gate to stop me if anyone is hiding their faces. I haven't hit it so far. So perhaps it will come down from the sky unknowingly?

I'm telling everyone to be alert to the sky, but it's only with knowledge that I can't. I'm not stupid over there, I wouldn't show up so grand.

The Queen's visit is approaching momentarily. I want to solve the problem quickly. Unless Emilia makes some mistakes......

"Area c2, it's the witch princess. He came down from the sky before us with dignity."

(You're lying. Wow)

The unexpected report from the transmitter makes me squeamish my head up.

"The guards didn't get their hands on her and kept an eye on the trend. I'll take care of it before the queen arrives!

When I made my decision, I rose out of my chair.

"Yes."

A messenger responds to my words and skips directions to the local messenger. I turned my heel back and looked at Tütte.

"I'm leaving, Tütte. Prepare to arm."

"Yes, sir."

Tütte gratefully rushes to a room in the old school building before me. I followed it, but walked gracefully. No more forgiveness whether the other person is Princess Emilia or not. Because I'm going to hold her back and pen her butt before the queen visits. The opponent is a demon even if he rots, he is better at magic than my master, and decides to wear full body armor to excuses for when he makes a mess of it when he resists.

Target moving to area E-4.

When the transmission magic was delivered from the safina, I completed the armor attachment.

Copy that.

I return to the Safina with transmission magic, playing the moving sound of Gasha Gasha and full body armor to get on the table. I raised my head and looked up at the sky. Because I thought it would be faster to fly away than run away.

(They're all obsessed with school festivals, so you don't even notice me flying in the sky)

"Take care, young lady"

"I'm coming, Tütte"

When I say that to Tütte, I turn to the target area.

"Lady Armored, go!

I'm so sorry I don't have a catapult, but I let it go ~ so I jump as much as I want. Then, as I imagined, my body was flying up lightly in the air high.

(Glad you're wearing armor. I flew better than I expected on track, what would they say if I stayed normal)

"Levitation"

I activate floating magic, stay in the air and look around. Well, of course, there was no one in the air but me. I glanced at the target point and made sure there was a cape person who would slowly draw the crowd apart as I skipped there.

My spare time reminds me of that humiliating yesterday and makes my body hot.

"No, no, no, no. Wow! This old lady princess!

I screamed and fell rapidly toward my goal. I could see my arms together in front of my chest, my legs closed and falling, as if trying to punch a drop kick at my goal.

"Heh? What? Up there!

In response to the word princess, I looked up at this one after the man in the cloak stopped his leg and looked around. I can see your face thanks to looking up. Right, Emilia, that's the guy.

"Hey, silly!

I would have seen Emilia, who raised her voice as surprised by something and looked up over her head, fall to herself in a great manner with all her body armor wrapped around her. And my shoe back was supposed to look close to my face as it was. No, it was a hit on the face, to be exact.

"Hepu!

With my adorable voice, I land on the feel of a soft thing that's obviously different from the ground, while still dressed in grandeur, I get sweaty.

(Ugh, you're lying. I thought I'd avoid it, but why are you stiff?)

Having refloated magic on the verge of landing thinking I could avoid it anyway, I was in a state where I was now floating on the face of the cape man. It wouldn't be so heavy right now, but the moment it hit should have been quite a shock. Plus, it's picturesque sucks to be dressed and armed and standing in people's faces.

Everyone around us was staring at us with their mouths open.

(Oh, this, seriously, doesn't it suck? I forgot about yesterday's humiliation, but even if I were to be the princess of a country, I'd have a facial kick, wouldn't I? Oh, yeah, this is an accident. I happened to hit the princess when I tried to get off, you know, tehepero ♪ Yeah, let's go with this)

I use my levitating magic as it is applied to slide horizontally and slide down to the ground. At the same time, Emilia regained her position with Gabba and tremendous momentum. The bounce curls up the hood, which was deep in the eye, so that you can see your face.

Gradient hair that changes from orange to pink, two horns, bright red eyes, and octagonal teeth like fangs visible from the mouth. The reddened nostrils and...... oh, you're bleeding a little nose, princess.

(It tastes so bad when the people watching look at those horns and realize she's a demon. I need you to cover your face)

When I look around worried, the customers were surprised at first, but soon they kind of start interpreting it as convenient for me to say, "Oh, is this a performance" and "Am I playing the Knight and the Demon Clan"? Indeed, at the school festival, students walk dressed in various outfits to attract guests and enjoy themselves. Looks like we've been made one of them.

I am horrified when the problem is solved and see Emilia still stiff. My face is kind of bright blue.

"Ah..."

"Ah?"

Emilia finally moves out and points her full and trembling fingertips this way. I repeat what she says.

"Aldia's White Devil Ahhhh!

That was already a scream.

"Uh..."

"Giggle! I can eat. Bye!

As I approached him one step closer, Emilia escaped with a shout that she didn't think was roughly a princess.

"Oh, here, wait!

I've come to capture you, but I can't let you run away like this. I have no ex-child. Fortunately, there was no point in what I did to my foot, so I decided to uh-huh.

(Speaking of which, you called the Silver Knight the White Devil. But what do you mean you can eat it?)

While I'm stuck in my heart, I run after Emilia.

"Has it really happened that a prankster will come and eat a white devil? Ahhh! I don't like it. Bye!

(hahahaha...... silver knights are spoken of as scary people in the demonic kingdom for kids who prank)

Running away, I was chasing Emilia screaming like that with a dry laugh zero.

From time to time Emilia sees this one. It's already tearful, and where is that prestigious feeling? Something's sprouting a little prank, and to her like that I whisper in my ear in a low voice when I mean it and narrow the difference all at once.

"Olesama Omaemarkaziri"

"Yahhhhh! Axel Boostovo."

Semi-frenzied Emilia runs away from me with accelerated magic.

"Don't come over here. Aaah! Flame Rainc!"

Several small flameballs appeared before her with Emilia's words, pouring down on me. I try to avoid it, and I notice.

(If I avoid it here, it could hit the people around me or ignite the store. I'll take it all here. White mine papaya, full open!

I send magic to the armor I'm wearing. Then, in response, the armor shimmered white. I run without avoiding it as it is, and the flaming sphere hits me and disappears as it is. Thanks to the endurance of the armor and my disabling skills.

"Uhahahaha! Mudah, mudah, mudah, mudah!

"Ugh!

Emilia runs away with everything she's already a princess because I burst into it with a high laugh and no magic at all.

(Are you that scared, the white devil...)

I don't move at all and chase Emilia as she jumps, runs, and magically tows around the school. Yeah, you're scared, this is it.

But time's up. If we don't capture her, the queen will come. I have to pick you up, not if you're chasing me for a long time.

At last Emilia feathered, rising.

"Here, when this happens, it's all, it's going to ash me. Ahhh!

The raised Emilia stares under her eyes in a semi-frequent manner and raises her hands high.

"Class Five Magic Wow!

A great magic formation appeared at the tip of both arms raised with Emilia's words. I jump up and stay at the same height as her with floating magic.

(Hmm? You said class earlier, but you didn't hear me very well, did you?

"Burn everything down! Vermillion Novah!"

A giant fireball stained in bright red releases towards me as I wave down my hand. I did not dew that the magic emitted by Emilia was so horrible that I responded as evil.

"Govod Blovo!"

In a light-hearted way I stir my fists towards the fireball.

And the fireball that touched his fist, which was neither powerful, dispersed beautifully with Pavan. Due to my disabling skills......

"Why? Ahhhhhh!

Was it too unreasonable, Emilia coming up to me to protest?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Such skills and magic don't exist in this world, but me saying something that's kind of a kid's play level. I'm convinced of that......

"GOD BLOW... what a horrible move..."

(Oh, swallowed)

But now it's time for ashes.

"What do you ash?

At the time Emilia tried to do something more, there was someone standing behind her without a sign. Even though this place is in the air.

"Behold, ahhh!

Looking back in a hurry, Emilia is grabbed in the face as it is and raises a weird voice.

"Damn, this kid is too much of a prank."

It was the queen of this country, Master Elisha, who was ironing Emilia with a cool face.

"O queen!

I panic and kneel in the air.

"I hear the story from Magilka. Thank you, Mary."

"Yes, no, I can't welcome you, and I'm sorry. Um, the train's delayed."

I panic no more at the sudden appearance of the queen, and unexpectedly utter an excuse for lateness that I have heard somewhere even though I have never experienced it.

"Humph, let's get down here and talk about it."

"Let go, Elisha. My head, my head."

"Be quiet."

Emilia, who remains iron-clawed, jitters away from the queen. Then the queen smiled and the power caged in her hand.

"Ugh! My brain. Huh, my head, it's crushing. Ugh!

The queen went downstairs, so I followed her.

By the time he got down to the ground, Emilia had remained calm and floated with Dara ~ n while being ironcrawled by the queen.

"Let this child wear a hat and a samurai's clothes. I will take you here as my maid of honor."

"Yes, sir."

The queen passes the relaxed Emilia to the maids who were holding her back lightly with one hand as if she were giving Nuigurumi away.

(Wow... he's the one who should never turn against me, this...)

Magilka refrained next to me as I was a little sympathetic to Emilia.

"My queen, welcome to the Altria School Festival. We will guide you on behalf of your students."

To Magilka, who beautifully gives her the highest thanks, I rush to stay armored and thank the lady myself.

"Woof, oh, you're a very brave guide."

The queen laughed and said, "I am a lady in armor." So, I understand that I am in armor, and I rush to take my helmet off.

"Su, su, excuse me. In such a noisy appearance. I'll get dressed soon."

Finally my helmet comes off and I turn my face bright red and let my gaze swim.

"You can keep it that way. Silver knights… so reliable will guide you. Right, Klaus?"

With her eyes narrowed, the queen smiles and calls on the name of her mighty uncle, who had refrained nearby.

"The queen is right."

Sir Klaus has also lowered his head, laughing nicely.

(Is that it? Oh, my God, isn't the Silver Knight some kind of royal approval? Or, you think too much, yeah, it's your fault, it's your fault)

My thoughts didn't follow much of the speed of expansion, and I was supposed to move as I was told.