Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Sounds like we've had some great growth after a while"

"For a while...... is it indeed since Earth"

The last time I fought alongside King Alsace - who was a prince at the time - was when I pushed back Koelirenato, my senseless mother-in-law. The figure of Exile, which then crept through a number of dead lines and gained even more strength, was just a roll.

"Two people named Elizaua were strong in that gugam. With command, I'd like to entrust a team of Kingsguards."

"Sure, he was a warrior in the corner"

But it didn't reach Exile. Enough to make me wonder if the Exile would have defeated them all by itself if they had allowed them to compete in the qualifying party.

What does the race god of the rock giant think of this overwhelming difference? In the first place, what did you try to make me fight Exile?

So Yut stopped thinking.

Exile may have to leave this falve. The worst was prevented. All you have to do is leave the parties to each other.

"How much training and experience can you get to that top"

"I'm sure he doesn't think he's at the top."

"Is that the landscape that those who stand at the top see?"

Yuut and Alsace share their thoughts as they watch as Exile and Larsia, who literally kicked the rock giants (Jarloot), gradually grow larger.

The winners were spared no applause and cheer from the audience - that is, the rock giant warriors who were praised and defeated in the qualifying round to occupy the corner - were no exception to that.

I'm sure it depends on how you fight after this, but I'm pretty sure you thought you were recognized as a grand chief.

(Well, if you're an old man, naturally)

Proud yuut as if about me.

Under him like that, Larsia slipped in with the kind of momentum she rushed in.

"Yea! That was an easy win! For both of us, I kept the place warm!

Larsia makes a grand chest stretch to Yut and Alsace as she makes a sudden stop from sliding. To that word, which is small but spoken from above, Yut, while acknowledging it as fact, wants to rebel.

"Larsia did little, you didn't do anything"

"It was my job to do nothing."

It makes sense.

But it's not about winning and saying. If Jonah had listened, would she have been imitated?

"Well, it's no use saying anything to Larsia now"

"Not enough respect for the winner? I mean, do you really get out in that outfit?

"By the way, old man. How long are you gonna stay put?

He gets poked where it hurts and shifts his gaze to Exile, still a giant beyond normal time.

Its presence was overwhelming, and between the field and the entrance gate there were footprints like after stepping on snow.

"Aren't we going to stay like this until the time runs out?

"No, because if you remember, the effect can go away"

Speaking of which, I told him how to disarm it that I hadn't explained it.

The magic equipment in general is, so I totally forgot.

When the Exile told Yut to close his eyes, he was back to his usual size the next moment.

"Hmm. That's light."

"It's a shame."

"That's magic."

"I guess it's better not to think about the law of mass preservation or something"

Speak up to Exile, who returned to its original size in an instant. When you can see a dramatic sight in front of you, you can't hide the surprise if you're used to fantasy.

But without such a fuss, the winning rock giant looks to the two who preceded the game.

"Yut, King Alsace. I'll be waiting."

"Oh. Expect me. We have to stop Larsia from winning."

"Discrimination. This has got to be a favor to Yut for more work!

"You're not nervous, really."

King Alsace, wearing a mask, says as if he had been given away, but his mouth was laughing.

We only went on adventures twice together. Still, now that you've become king, those memories are precious as gems. Their unchanging interactions make it even brighter.

Some memories I want to forget.

"Your Majesty, it's time to come"

"Oh. Please, Lord Mage."

"I'm counting on you, swordsman"

The two smiled at each other - something, the mask of Yut's reaper, smiling all the time - and set their feet on the battlefield.

"I came in first with a masked swordsman and a mysterious sorcerer!

Merla tries to lift up by gripping a microphone shaped magic fixture, but the venue's reaction is dull.

Naturally, too. I can't thrive without knowing who I am or my strength. Just some audience for the big hole aim raise a similar voice to the yaj. The only exception would be the VIP room.

There was also a female knight who raised a strange voice to the appearance of her fiancée named Black Coat on the Reaper's mask.

"Nevertheless, Arcee. Who do you think this masked swordsman and mysterious sorcerer is?

"Come on? But I'd say you have more strength than the organizers admitted."

It's not enough, but Arcia speaks plainly. I can't even tell you you're lying, but I'm sure you're hiding something. But not if you care about it to that extent.

"Well, what do you mean, you're sure you're who you are?

"I wonder if it will."

"That means there's a reason I have to hide it even though I'm strong and sure of my identity. I'm actually expected to be quite a celebrity!

I say it with confidence, Merla. Even from the audience, a twist of consent occurs.

Arcia accidentally held her temples against a meadow species (Magner) who showed off in a strange way.

"By the way, why did Arcee take her eyelids off?

"There are too many people hiding their faces."

"Oh, I see."

It's easy to say the right thing, but it's easy to do with the atmosphere and the noise.

"Whoa, that Eldrick king and his grandson, His Highness Cress, entered through the opposite entrance gate. Wow!

Using that voice as an opportunity, the sight of the venue concentrates on a single man.

Li Knight Eldrick, leader of Path Finders, stepped through the Hundred Layers Labyrinth.

A heroic king who rebuilt the kingdom of Tidrac, destroyed by the Verga Empire.

Living legend.

The lead role of hero Tan.

I can't see it coming. No, there was a hero there I never imagined.

"Look, put your chest up."

I'm not convinced yet.

Like a plump - still, walking properly of his own volition - encouraged his grandson's hand, and they both raised their swords of love big.

"My name is Eldrick. The man who came to this land to win."

"Ooooooooooo!!!!

Simultaneously roaring, grunting cheers.

No, my voice is actually groaning. It's a loud voice that makes me want to block my ears, but the fanatically drunk audience doesn't even care.

The air in the venue that Larsia said was heated was taken root in just one performance.

"Victory Declaration! Awesome cheer! Legend is, he's still alive!

The heat also travels to the live Merla and heats up further.

"This is no longer like the victory between King Eldrick and Prince Cress was decided after all - Yikes!

"... Isn't that too early?

"No, but you're a masked swordsman and a mysterious sorcerer, aren't you? Who's there? Doesn't that feel right?

"Well, yeah..."

Arcia couldn't deny the words of Merla, who speaks like a friend she's known for years.

But not in my mind.

The person who saw through the grid was in the VIP room.

"Exactly, you have a bad tooth cut."

Taking the impromptu opera glass out of her eyes, Queen Laura says as she sympathized.

Sympathy was in fact shooting, and I remembered pity for the condition of not being able to claim victory over my beloved man. Now, Queen Laura has no doubt about Eldrick's victory either.

Carry the shaved ice in your mouth that you have received as a reputation for making you feel spare.

Light ice texture. Cold air that cools all body heat just brings comfort to it.

Coming late, elegant sweetness. A taste that even stains my heart, like I've spoken of somewhere before.

"Oh, that's delicious."

The shaved ice, which brought complex emotion, is also this word if aggregated.

"I have no choice. Because you can't reveal who you are."

"The audience seems flattered. The upcoming incident will come as a surprise, because it's only natural for us."

The masked swordsman and mysterious sorcerer support group objected while similarly mouthing the cold treat.

I can see their intentions because it was an objection with little time difference.

Laura with a meaningful smile.

Akane and Eudit show all the antagonism while maintaining elegance.

The game has been temporarily withheld and the VIP room heated up.

Seneca II, the god king who stands relatively close to neutrality, supports Yut in his mood. But if he wins, he'll be next against Exile and Larsia.

In that case, not knowing which to support was the source of the current concern.

"This flavour, somewhere..."

Another concern is this shake ice. It's so delicious I've never eaten before, but there's something caught in the corner of my memory. I tried to dig it up - and I was forced to interrupt it by a word from Queen Laura.

"Well, my grandson - Cress must be weak."

"No, that's..."

Even if I know one or two are inferior, I admit it. Moreover, it is difficult for the party counterpart. Acorn bows his chest to say it's good that Larsia and Yona, who are going to do it flat, are contestants.

"But we're heroes, too. If you missee Eldrick's loss, it's going to be a big deal..."

Absolute trust in the other side that accompanied him for decades.

You remember the old days, he's narrowing his eyes and smiling.

Acorn stared at her like that with her eyes mixed with a little envy.

"Yo, Mel. Long time no see."

'Cause I'm a referee today.

"Never. Are you really Vai's apprentice?

"Is it the one called Teacher on the other hand? Besides, Eldrick's direct line wouldn't be very similar."

"You bet. What are you gonna do, make a copy of me?"

Eldrick, who is still likely to go shoulder to shoulder and roll out to the city, and Mel, who strives to remain impartial and neutral. Apparently, it is an indescribable sight for a young Li Knight to be entangled in a majestic old man, the dean.

Even more so if that's the heroes.

"Therefore I will not reveal my name here, but I am the king of this land. Regards."

…………

Next to it, the masked swordsman - King Alsace - asks Prince Cress to shake his hand.

Wang Taisun did not respond properly, but gave him a firm hand.

I guess the sexual roots aren't bad, Yut decides while observing.

Most importantly, if the sexual roots were rotten, Vainamarinen would have abandoned them or given them a harsher trial. In that sense, it could be taken for granted.

"I know who you are. Maybe Grandpa wants me to do something. But leave me alone."

Cress turns to Alsace and Yut with cloudy eyes that don't make her feel alive when she releases her hands in a flair such as apathy itself. I'm just in sight, I'm not recognizing. Those eyes.

"Well, that's why I'm asking you."

Eldrick smiles bitterly - still, it becomes a picture - and shakes hands with Alsace and Yut.

As soon as I greeted him, Mel confirmed the spell granted in Sense of Magic and gave him a look of goodbye for a moment, but nodded to them that it was no problem.

In front of that Mel, a few meters away, Alsace and Eldrick. Besides, Cress confronts him. Cress, who seems impatient, already has his weapon.

Yut was also a few steps behind Alsace with a spear for one hand and a spell in the other.

"The battle was brilliant earlier, but I expect more than that."

Education-like, kind words.

But the next moment, I still get a harsh, educator-like look.

"Begin!"

It was Li Knight Eldrick who moved at the same time as the signal to start.

Yut didn't even understand when he took the walk, and it wasn't until he saw Alsace blown away with a big shield (Large Shield) that he realized.

"Shit."

"I asked Vi's guy to correct Cress."

Fleshy Eldrick, Yuut taking distance in the backstep. Anyway, we're done being approached.

"If we win this tournament, our grandchildren will regain their confidence, right?

With a fierce cheek reminiscent of the beast, Eldrick chases Yut away in a handsome move that he doesn't think is just getting old.

He slammed down a miserably swinging spear in an exact orbit that he didn't expect while running.

"Whoa! Does that mean killing from a troublesome sorcerer? King Eldrick blows up a masked swordsman and strikes a mysterious sorcerer. This is a pinch!

Cheers up, as if to match Merla's reality.

But Yut is not the place to be.

(Oh, he's Jizzy's best friend. This)

Without even trying to see the spear falling on the field, Yut thought, smudged. Why, I trusted you. Is it because Valtrude is a heartbreaking hero?

Either way, I made a terrible mistake. It's not where the buttons are hung differently. The choice of clothes was an error in itself.

"I'm gonna have you on a stepping stone. To win, let Cress grow up in battle!

Confidence, motivation, purpose and.

It excites the grandchildren who have lost the food to live against the heroes who caused it.

That's the purpose, apart from winning or losing.

Yut did hear the sound of such an implicit understanding collapsing.