Makai Hongi

The festival began.

Everybody drink or sing and make any noise you want.

Nobody's using the stage I made.

After all that hard work, we all don't even look forward to it.

"You're always like this during the day. We'll have a good night."

The sibling brother, or brother (only) sipho, came.

"I would try hard at night, though. The stage you put together in Marutai will break soon!

"I guess so. Golan's leaving this year, isn't he?

"I'm not answering. Why do you have to fight all the way up to your eye-catching day when you're fighting all the time?"

Every year, the festival night is marked by a test of force on stage.

It feels like an arm wrestling tournament, competing for each other's arm strength.

Win or lose, the stage gradually breaks down as the battle breaks out after the battle.

The truth seems to be that the stage of day was originally true and the night started to destroy it.

Speaking of which, I've never seen the day stage.

It was supposed to be daytime. Now would be the time to do an offering here?

"I've never seen a day club either. I mean, haven't you done it in decades?

"What the hell?"

You haven't done it even though it's the main part of the festival?

This festival, by the way, is officially called The Founding Festival of Little Demon King Melvis.

They play stories leading up to the founding of the country and perform them in every town and village, but in my village, they only make stages and that's it.

Okay, so?

"Isn't it a festival that's been around for thousands of years?

"I guess so. What an immortal king, Melvis."

Melvis, who was once a subordinate of Yamato, the king of Xiao. He said he was originally the Great Demon King.

But the battle against heaven was cursed, and the power was greatly shredded, a rumor running down the alley.

I don't know the truth.

Anyway, little Demon King Melvis is in a long sleep.

"You know the three sides that fought with Master Yamato, don't you?

I nodded that it was obvious.

Or it is rare in itself that the sipho of the brain muscle remembers.

"You're the Mad Zardan, the Immortal Melvis, the Dragon King Bergman. They all had the power of the Great Demon King."

"Yes, Master Zardan died in battle and Master Bergman left the world with his life expectancy"

"Only Melvis is still asleep."

It was roughly four thousand years ago that Xiao Hao Yamato fought the heavenly realm.

I don't know what the lifespan of Melvis, the Elder Vampire tribe, is, but his name still remains on the tablet of domination.

Looking like a unique individual of the Turtle Dragon clan, Dragon King Bergman still lived for thousands of years.

Still not immortality, but life expectancy about a thousand years ago now.

There are no materials left on how many tribes Zardan is.

Giant species for one theory. It is said that it may be the superior species of the Hekatonkail tribe.

And Melvis, but is said to have been cursed to diminish its power and to have fallen to the Little Demon King.

The curse still stirs Melvis' body, so it is said that it may be an attack of the kind that the Holy King brings in exchange for his life.

Anyway, Melvis has been sleeping for a long time now.

By sundown, the village had regained its original composure, because those who sober had continued to do so from day to day.

All the noisy people are sinking. Kicking him won't wake him up just roaring, so he'll stay like this until morning.

"Now you try hard. I hope so, Goran."

Sifo came.

"You're not listening to me, you worthless brother! I told you not to answer."

"It's okay. I thought so, so I applied for your participation."

Becca looked from the side with a full grin.

"Wait, Kola, you wasting brothers and sisters. Don't sign up for people on your own!

"Golan would have set up a venue. My sister must have distracted me."

This wasting brothers and sisters only do extra things as usual.

Should I have broken my leg bone and let it roll?

Trying hard on the stage is like sumo wrestling that starts with a combination of each other.

You can hit me or kick me, but if they drop me off stage, I lose, so I can't afford that when it starts.

The push begins at the same time as the initial signal.

To be clear, I am tight because I try this force and the amount of magic vegetables means things.

"... but you can't run away"

Troop leaders will no longer only sign up to participate.

Supposed to have escaped is not a good idea given the future. Especially if I have a low amount of magic.

But I can't think of any vision of winning when I get out.

"That's a pure power battle..."

When it's a start after combining, there's no room for technology, no matter what you think.

"About twenty people."

I saw the gathered participants, but they all seem to be bent on it.

They didn't take part in the war because they have jobs in their hands.

They are proud of the power of the village and have extensive experience.

Or so is everyone who's up on stage. I can't do it because it determines the advantages and disadvantages in it.

They decide on the opponent, and they're all up on stage.

They're all appealing to muscles, prep exercises, watching and wussy.

(That's the one. Let's use their brain muscles to end it in one go)

I got up on the stage and moved forward.

"Are you guys satisfied with this messy battle over and over?

Raise your voice. The neighborhood calmed down and my attention was drawn to how well it was.

"I'll take care of them all! If you're willing, call me. Hey!

The audience thrived. Whoa, whoa... I'm saying something.

The power of the stage and the bragging... motivated.

One-on-twenty battles. It seems reckless, but that's easier for me to do.

You don't have to start with the combination.

When I turned around, everyone got up.

They're going to start already.

Aikido, Judo, Jujitsu...... Karate, boxing, wrestling.

Not only are there moves I've learned so far, but there are moves I once saw the game landscape on TV and video distribution.

Ever since I was reincarnated into the Auga tribe, I've worked out how many times I can make it happen.

This body will see. It is able to reproduce those moves beyond appearance.

"Call me. Hey!!

Then they all jumped at me. No, let's keep the order.