Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Game II could not be watched, so this will be the first time this third game will be watched at the Grand Sacred Ground.

When I recovered to the point where I didn't need a wheelchair today, I came with Mr. Ira to the Grand Sacred Ground.

First, the semi-finals of each academic year took place.

The finals start this afternoon.

The freshman division was won by Siegbelt Gilès and Hilgis Emeralda.

The final in this division will be a battle between Sieg and Mr. Hilgis.

Differences in strength between them and the other freshmen were both emerging.

I would not have known if Mr Cecily or Mr Ira had participated, but this could also be said to be a reasonable result.

The sophomore division was pawned by Ray Citnos to the finals, while the sophomore division was won by Beoza Fallontessa.

Thus the finalists for each school year came out.

However, there was something missing in the venue because of the absence of previously reputable candidates such as Cecily Arklite in the freshman division, Couderka Ferraris in the sophomore division and Doristos Keelsinia in the third.

This would be a fact that you have to admit.

And - finally, no grades.

Mr. Ira and I broke up in front of the modem a while ago, and now I was back in the audience.

I think I already told her everything I should have told her before the game.

From here on out, it will be Mr. Ira's battle.

Looking over the venue, I could see what Louvel Argan and the guests of the Empire looked like.

"Wow, crohiko!

Shanna has been waving, so I'll look back with a bitter smile.

That only makes me look like a kid who is coming to the sports arena with his parents......

People had Shana in front of them talking like a multifaceted creature, but I feel her amplitude is too great.

No, rather, she may be competent because of that hard and intense amplitude.

At the corner of another audience, I could also confirm the appearance of Cecily's grandfather, Mr. Guiden.

So, the man with that splendid beard on his face would be Mr. Makina's father and court magician Wagnus Renowsphere the person.

After all, I didn't get to see you in person until today, but I just want to say hello sooner or later.

And you're sitting in that covered seat - Holy King, huh?

Old man with deep wrinkled gray hair.

However, there is no decaying atmosphere when I hear that I am old, and I am full of majesty even as I sit.

And... the man next to Mr. Dearless would be the second prince in the example.

Prince Yugud, it should have been called.

He has a blushing look.

He was unfaithful and legged, making it look blatantly boring.

Whenever Prince Yugud talks, Mr. Dearless gives a sneer answer.

Perhaps Prince Yugud's "In Charge" is Mr. Diares because the attitude of responding does not collapse no matter what attitude he comes in.

Seems like the best of the Knights to fool or scold people...

Since the power of the host of the curse improves not only vision but also hearing, it is possible to listen to distant conversations if you concentrate your consciousness somewhat.

But now the noise in the venue blocked my voice, and I didn't even know what the conversation was about.

If the distance is about the battlefield, I think I can hear it somehow...

Still today, by the way, Commander of the Sochute, Mr Vanstos, some of the Eight Swords of the Holy Tree are on the escort of each guest and the Holy King.

Some of the eight swords of the Holy Tree are the figure of Node, Ira's brother.

The raid of the last No-10 Army of the day before yesterday was abandoned, but it is not necessarily without another raid.

Lighter security than the other day, but the Knights of the Holy Tree are still looking around the Grand Sacred Ground today.

When the raid struck again, I was supposed to be driven out in defense, too.

"Finally."

The person who sat next to me spoke to me.

"Mr. Currier."

"Can I watch the game next door?

"Yeah, of course you're welcome. No... Something's only available around my seat, so I was just feeling so lonely..."

"Hun... Everyone must be concerned about the curse that keeps raising their names day by day"

"Is that it? Speaking of which, you don't see Sieg and Mr. Hilgis, do you?

"I guess we're both going to have a little rest until the finals this afternoon. Cecily's in the back room now."

Mr. Currier arms up and looks down on the battlefield.

"Isla's opponent is the student chairman,"

"If Mr. Cecily's opponent was Chairman Doristos, was Mr. Currier thinking of measures?

"Not at all. It's unknown how far you could have gotten on that" Pelkantal "opponent... Is that what Crohiko said, that" Polar Sky "measures were in place?

"Ira and I thought about it, and we came up with a lot of measures... but honestly, we don't know how far we could have gotten to the Polar Sky opponent now, either."

Whatever ants are, they really need tangled hands in these restricted one-on-one game formats.

The strongest Percantal.

The Undefeated Polar Sky.

Whichever intrinsic technique you're dealing with, I don't think you can hit it head-on and win.

But there is also a light that can be seen because it is this Holy Martial Arts Festival.

Holy Martial Arts Festival rules require the wearing of bracelets that limit the amount of sacrament.

Due to the limitations of that bracelet, more stamina is lost than usual when using unique surgical formulas.

If the amount of saccharin to be refined at activation is insufficient, the user will attempt to refine the saccharin further.

But since we can only refine up to a determined amount at a time, a series of tasks to refine the sacraments must be carried out in several parts.

In other words, we usually carry out one-off acts in a few short periods of time.

Then the load on the body increases, consuming more stamina than usual - seems to be the logic.

When that happens, the outbursts are difficult.

In other words, the number of unique procedures that can be used in a single match is determined.

So it can also be said that this third Battle of the Ungraded depends on how many attacks can be prevented by weaving a finite number of unique surgical activations.

As long as you can prevent it, you can also target your opponent's out of stamina.

"Next door, okay?

"Ah, Senior Ray"

"Hey, it's because I was free around here, even though it's full. Is that it? Guys, you think the curse man is a monster like the Four Homicides?

I laugh.

"Seems so"

"Heh heh, usually. What a harmless boy, huh?

Senior Ray, who sat next to the one who was available, punned his cheeks with his fingers.

"Is Senior Ray okay? Even though we still have the finals..."

"That's okay. Even if you stay nervous in the back room, you won't get nervous."

"Even Senior Ray is nervous."

"Wow!? Hard to say, Crohiko boy!

"I mean, it's late, but congratulations on getting to the finals"

Mr. Currier continues with "Congratulations, Ray".

"Thanks - I just wanted to say... there's still one fight left, so hey. It's still so exciting inside."

Senior Ray grabbed my arm.

"Hmm?"

Muuuuu.

"Look, you know what?

"Hey!?

I let go of my hand in a hurry.

"What's the point of letting me touch your chest here?!?

"'Cause Crohiko, you love boobs"

"Such an idiot!

"Isn't it time we found out the subtle difference between the tits of the girl we met or something? What do you say, hot curse curse teacher?

Bad-faced Senior Ray hunts me down.

You can afford to play this game a lot even though you're holding off on the finals, this guy...

Mr. Currier closed his eyes and was depressed.

"Well, um... it's a beautiful day... for dinner today."

…………

It was just a pretence from someone else who was so lousy to come here......

…………

All right.

Let's change the subject.

"Gee, Senior Ray... does it feel complicated which one to support next in this game?

"Um, yeah. I know you want Cecily to win, but I also want our chairman to win... yeah, I wonder if it's complicated."

"Well, you just have to support both of them"

"Which one do you support?

"This Holy Martial Arts Festival, I'm only here to support Mr. Ira."

"Ugh, there must be plenty of girls crying when you hear about that now!

"No, then I want Cecily to win... I want Chairman Kudelka and Chairman Doristos to do their best... but most of all, Isla... until this Holy Martial Arts Festival, I want Isla's archaic opponent..."

"Haha, he said he knew that there! You're serious, already!

Bessi Bessi, Senior Ray slapping on the back.

The audience behind me started whispering hissopotamus.

"Hey, easy, Bessie. You're the kid who's banging the curse on the back, the kid in the sophomore division finals, right?

"Oh, of the Citnos family...... so close, you're usually cute"

I mean, did you hear that? I hear the curse man is letting his strength speak to the daughters of every leading family?

"As far as gorgeous in those hands, that rumor seems to be true..."

"Oh, that's a horrible story..."

It's a horrible mistake!

"Fact, because it's rootless!

I always try to get my surrounding hissohisso stories through as much as possible, but I accidentally turned around and denied it.

No, I had to deny it.

"Whew!? Shh, excuse me, Dear Curse Forbidder! How about... forgive me!

"Oh no... sorry about this one... you know, the earlier story isn't true... this wasn't even like raising your voice..."

The audience behind me shudders.

"Huh? Yes..."

Sigh.

I didn't know I was so scared...

I heard hissohisso talk again from behind.

"Well, that was awfully humble, wasn't it?

"Whatever the free eye band is, it feels normal when you look at it, doesn't it?

"No, you know, usually the more calm people peel, the more powerful they can be."

"Well... if you have the strength to defeat the Four Homicides while you have that low back, you might be able to snort somewhat that the opposite sex likes you..."

"Like Prince Yugud, I don't feel bad."

Ha... this is what my reputation was like in King's Capital... something, shock.

And the reputation of Prince Yugud's king, the metropolitan, who hears of the next Holy King, is it okay?

"Yeah, but the crohiko rumors are pretty much right now!

"Oh my God, Senior Ray!?

"Haha, that's what some people will look like. I mean. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, no curse!

…………

This guy is really good at this kind of bluffing.

He's a sloppy man.

For once, I'd like to compete with Mr. Dearless.

On the side, Mr. Currier smiled and shook his head gently, oh man.

"Oh, he's out!

When I looked at the battlefield with the voice of the audience behind me, from both gates, the two people who would compete in the semi-finals - Mr. Ira and Chairman Doristos - came out.

They are both in athletic clothing and wear light protective gear on top of it, which is recognized at the St. Martial Festival.

Weapons are for games.

Both have standard long swords in their hands.

Both proceed to the center of the battlefield.

"Hmm?"

He's wearing a hat, but he looks familiar to the judge's face...?

Is that... Mr. Lili?

Speaking of which, I didn't think I could see him at the venue, but was the judge in the third round of the unschooled grade Mr. Lili?

"When it comes to World War III, combat technology comes up, too. To make an accurate decision, you're judging someone with some combat skills?

And, Senior Ray.

I see.

Mr. Currier to the center of the battlefield, pay attention.

"Come on, here we go."