Yomigaeri no Maou

"… to honor the good fight of Yakou and give him the fifth place honor and prize in the 700th Leonard Kingdom Martial Arts Games, as well as a" Communion Tablehang "as a side prize!

What is heard from the loudspeaker is the grand voice of His Majesty the King.

The awards ceremony began immediately after that, and the Lulu and the others, as the management staff told them, proceeded to the arena stage, listening to the speeches of His Majesty the King and the people who sponsored them in the run-up to the Martial Arts Games, waiting to be awarded.

And now that started, it was just about to be awarded by fifth place Yakou.

The arena stage is brilliantly decorated to plunge the impression of being boneless and less decorated until yesterday, just set up to fight, and is fun to see in the eyes.

People, too, are standing today, starting with His Majesty the King, on a stage where basically only two opponents were ever present, including the civilian who assists him, the Kingsguard knight of the escort, and the great man to give a speech.

The biggest players in the tournament, the Lulu, were among the most prominent, and were tasked with gathering the audience's gaze.

I'm tired of standing all the time, so to be honest with you, like the rest of us, I wanted to sit back on the chair, but they told me it was an annual tradition, and I accepted that everyone would continue to stand, well, if I had no choice.

Five of the winners who showed off all that fierce fighting, but at this time again, I understand that it is more fatiguing to just stand there than to continue to practise even sorcery and martial arts.

I'm not tired, but I'm mentally lazy.

But there's no way I'm going to put that on my face, and I'm going to get through it as much as I can with a Rin face, a light hand gesture when cheer flies in, and when the sponsors pinch a little joke into the speech about the Lulu's battle, or when they talk.

Lulu was good at interacting with only such a surface because he was a demon king, but it was a bit laughable as a person who knew how it was usually because Illis was also relatively loving and responded splendidly in a way that Kyou and Yakou didn't seem to have had a food fight until just before.

Gran is obviously not the type to prefer that kind of interaction based on his original personality, but it's a pretty good year, and he's not short on his status as head of a family (clan).

He seemed to have enough need for that kind of interaction and also enough experience to make him look like a fine adult again.

Adventurers tend to be said to be barbaric, which is largely true, but some may be able to change that impression of what these five look like today.

And I've become an adventurer by mistake, and some may regret it, but that would not be the responsibility of the Lulu's.

While thinking about it, Lulu confirms that Illis, who was awarded and came down from the stage with an exorcism amulet along with a demon stone trophy, is back next door.

Soon, they even finished with the award for Illis.

I think Lulu thinks I'm next. That name is called.

"... Lulu, go to the stage!

I'm told, Lulu slowly goes up on the stage.

The figure felt more like a strange creature that would be strongly caught in the eye if it noticed something than a junior adventurer, the audience who came to the arena later on this day will tell the story.

I can't feel any tension or feeling in Lulu's way forward, he's grand, and even alongside the king, I can't see his presence being a little bit dazzling.

King Griffith Rant Leonard is now a fairly popular king, which is due to his own strong charisma and the political skill he realistically possesses.

He has the style of a born king that can only be given to those chosen over heaven, who just can't help but fall down there.

But even alongside such a king, Lulu is no less inferior.

Still, it was supposed to be just fourteen boys, but the atmosphere that unleashed was exactly what could only be said to be a king.

That's as far away from the audience as it gets.

To the king in front of me, that of Lulu could not have been passed on, but the king was still the king.

As everyone around them feels something unspeakable, sweats cold before they even realize it, and is about to pull their feet back again, the king stares straight at Lulu, cuts the loudspeaker and then squeals at Lulu.

"... you're a really funny guy. Lulu. I'd like to talk to you later about that. My belly knight, Romeo, or Ias, will contact you, and we will speak in a broken stomach."

Not so much deliberately, but it is Lulu who has gone this far with a slight leak of temper that he usually holds back so as not to be too humbled.

The knights don't seem to jump especially at Lulu around because they try not to make him feel murderous or harmful.

But in its eyes, the light of vigilance can also be felt.

I guess there is no certainty as to whether Lulu is actually doing it.

Naturally because Lulu manipulates his own temper in that way too.

And you can't just cut it off with temper.

Whatever it is, it's not killing or harming.

If the king orders a direct attack, it won't shackle either, but the king is talking to Lulu with dignity.

I just have to be static.

But from their point of view, perhaps fourteen boys will be near the king with some inexperienced temper.

For them, this time would have been something they didn't feel alive about.

Normally, it does, and it doesn't, so much so is the person with the liver.

In fact, during the Demon King era, the only people (human beings) who could not move with this are indescribable.

But like the king in front of me, there were few people who spin their words without moving so much and without shaking their voices.

Lulu gives credit and spins words about the person in front of him.

"… Your Majesty the King. I did something very rude. I'm sorry to hear that. … about the invitation, we would like to accept"

That said, Lulu drew temper in.

Then the king laughed,

"Have you tried Non...? On a spot like this, daring guy...... but funny. So it's time to move on to the award, okay?

I still said that without moving, but Lulu shakes his head.

"No, Your Majesty. Just a moment. Besides, I'm not going to be such a jerk. Not..."

The truth is, I didn't just do it to pay for my nervousness.

Lulu felt it earlier.

There's something strange going on inside the arena.

Magic flows in a strange way.

That was very faint, and it wasn't something I could tell right away.

And even so, I thought maybe the operator was just accommodating some kind of surprise.

But when I got here, it turned into certainty.

It can be said to be self-evident for Lulu, because an obvious outbreak of anomaly was implicated.

From the top of the stage, if you look at Illis downstairs, she seems to have noticed too, staring at Lulu and nodding.

"Your Majesty... maybe this place will be in danger from now on. Please, step back."

The king tilts his neck at Lulu's sudden words.

"... what are you saying?

And almost at the same time as the word was released, the meaning of Lulu's dialogue became apparent.

It seems that the swirling magic has abandoned concealing it, because it has begun a massive build-up that anyone who is a magician can understand.

Two Kingsguard knights perceived it approached the king and looked around to protect him.

Romeo looks at Lulu for a moment and says:

"... Lord Lulu! Is this your fault?

I didn't really think so, it was inferred from the atmosphere that it was just a confirmation.

That's why Lulu says.

"No! Not me! This is probably..."

It would be the work of that Virgin.

And I just wanted to say, but I didn't think I'd know if you could believe me for saying that to them, and Lulu shut up, especially without saying what was ahead.

Romeo stared at Lulu, who unnaturally cut his word butt for a while, but you guessed it wasn't the other way around, looked up at the place where the magic was concentrated, and said.

"... So can you help me solve this anomaly!?

"Naturally!

And in the confusion, it appeared.

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In the carriage, one woman groaned bitterly.

There's sweat on his forehead, his eyes are congested, his hair is upside down and he looks impatient.

And there are two bundles of painted scrolls (scrolls) of some intricate tattoo in that hand that emit blurry light pulsating.

There's probably nothing you can see about this woman and break through who she is at a glance.

That's about it, because she's messed up right now.

But if you look at the carriage and its design, you should be able to clearly understand who it is.

Because everyone knows that you are the Virgin of Holy Divinity on that carriage that is completely white painted and makes you feel mysterious.

It is more obvious than to see the fire that the carriage is currently heading far west and that its destination is her home country, the Holy Land of Arca.

Why does she suffer so much?

That's for a reason on the scroll she has.

I know that and she won't let go of the scroll except because for the Virgin the technique exercised by that scroll is rightly necessary.

Confirming that her powers permeated the scroll enough, she applied her congested eyes and ugly, distorted expression into something even uglier, laughing and spelling like a demon.

"Phew, phew..." An invisible path, connecting different places, flanking this side and the other side... a long distance transfer (Remote Meterstazzi) "... Ho, ho..."

The voice is terribly dead, distinct from what sounded beautiful at the fight.

Still, if you dare to look for terrible similarities, where satisfying emotions can be seen through both?

Yes, she was satisfied now.

That your greatest desire in a martial arts competition is now about to come true.

And to the fact that the trap we've been calling on is about to run exactly.

A scroll brightened according to the voice of the Virgin burns and disappears with a blue flame at the same time.

The procedure was activated.

We can no longer even stop the Virgin.

"... now..."

With that said, the Virgin dilutes the colour of the blood that dwells in her eyes, and also gradually subsides the upside of her hair, returning to the way it always is.

And as it was, I lay down on the chair to be strong.

Sleep in the front seat, let go of your consciousness completely, just like the cleric of the offering, Nonno.

The carriage goes even further.

Leonard has already left the country, and there's nothing to stop her anymore.

All we had to do was return to the holy kingdom of Arca in a straight line, which for the Kingdom of Leonard meant that when we could be of service to her was already off.

In the first place, I must say that it leaves no trace and that it is difficult to condemn the Virgin and the Holy Nation of Arca internationally.

Besides, the Kingdom of Leonard will no longer be able to say that.

Such certainty existed in the Virgin.

That's why I let go of consciousness.

The rarely used technique was exercised in this step in order to strike a hand at it.

The Virgin fell asleep in peace, thinking that her victory had been determined by this.

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"... why is there such a thing here!? Where the hell did you come from......!? No... metastatic magic!? Stupid!?

That's what Romeo said as he shouted as he set up his knight's sword and looked over the sky.

The feeling is understandable to Lulu.

The presence there was not so easy for you to see, but also because you had no idea why you were in a place like this.

Its appearance, floating with bulk air with its bulky and dermal wings, was just a scroll.

A being who, in this world without the ancient demons, leaves his strongest name as a race wanting.

There was a presence there that clearly drew a line with normal that.

"... Ancient Dragon (Enchanted Dragon)..."

Lulu groans so.

The battle against pitch-black despair was about to begin.