Yomigaeri no Maou

A high and clear sound echoes inside the arena.

The supreme blow with all the strength of her body was precisely received by the spirit of the silver armor (ginger) invoked by Yuri, and never reached her.

From there, it will be a reward for the sword trident of unexpected speed.

Ortez gives up targeting Yuri directly, decides first that he should defeat the spirits of silver armor, and begins to look for that gap and even punch it in.

First, a sharp poke hit its throat.

There is no doubt that even a swordsman at one end had so much power in his poke that he was likely to fall without being able to capture that figure.

But it seems that the thrust was not so terrifying for the spirits of silver armor.

And the Spirit, who made his appearance shaky all the time, shewed away the poke of Ortes only slightly by moving the position of his body.

This is the third time they've avoided a special blow.

But that wasn't a depressing orthosis.

The young swordsman of expectation, ready and beginning to pour out his whole spirit into winning, immediately transferred the avoided poke to slaughter, aiming straight at the neck of the spirits of silver armor.

Did the boulder spirits also mispredict the movement, and they were able to carve a scratch in its armor so that it could be slightly plundered?

However, that is all that has been done.

Immediately after that, the spirit of silver armor, which should have been in front of him, was at some point behind Ortes.

And he put a sword in his hand and stared at Ortez with a slight, heartless, unreadable gaze.

It's already too late when I look back and confirm that, and my body doesn't follow me like it's dividing the sword into defenses.

The Spirit's blow was faster than Ortez's sword.

At the next moment, Ortes' consciousness felt a great shock on his head, sinking in the darkness and understanding in his fading sight that his own defeat had come.

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A great deal of cheer is given towards Yuri, who stands in the center of the stage.

There is no longer a figure of the Spirit who defeated Ortes, and it is Yuri alone who stands there.

He also heard a praise for Ortes' struggle.

It was a voice of admiration for the two competitors who showed me a tense game that made me sweat grip my hands, unlike the one that had been played earlier.

Yuri approached the fallen Ortes as she waved.

I don't really see what you're doing out of here, but I guess the healers aren't coming out inside, so they're healing magic instead.

For what it's worth, Ortes regained consciousness and slowly rose up.

Once again he understood that he had defeated the cheer ringing from his surroundings and the words celebrating Yuri's victory, but without acting ugly, he conveyed his gratitude for the cheer as he waved.

I'd say it's a fine attitude.

"I think it was a little dangerous, is that the point..."

Ilis was pouting and squealing about that next to Lulu.

Apparently, her grading work was going on in Yuri's unknown place.

I can't ask you how it would have been if it hadn't been for the whole point.

After Ortez and Yuri left the stage, Illis said, getting back on his mind.

"The only thing left is Rusty, right?...... do you think it's okay?

Lulu was worried about Mi and Yuri's fighting power came from a lack of grasp of that strength, due to not being too touchy about their training, but it seems that Illis is worried about Rusty in turn.

Other than that, from her senses, it seems that a boy named Rusty has not escaped the impression of an old curious prank boy, and the thought is applauded with concern.

Lulu understood the feeling, too.

Rusty's character hasn't essentially changed to this day.

After several years of months, he has gained experience as an adventurer, and although he has shown some calm, he is still fourteen.

That's what I'm saying.

However, Lulu wasn't so worried about Rusty's prowess either, just as Illis trusted the Mies.

Of course, a winner would honestly be a thin opponent if he were to say that he was too strong, but as far as the table he had seen beforehand, it seemed unlikely that he would hit a well-known presence, such as advanced or superior, until the main election.

For Lulu, Rusty is his first friend since becoming a human (human) and an apprentice raised by hand salt.

Besides, he was even treated and learned not only by Lulu, but also by Gran, the best master who could not have gotten even if he wanted to say Patrick.

Gran is basically an adventurer, and in relation to Patrick being the kingdom's swordsmanship guide, it's rare that he will continue to teach that skill to just one human being for a long time, and I'd say Rusty was an interesting experimental material for those two.

It was the same for Lulu, and he didn't have the desire to tell anyone he wanted to teach because that technology, even polished out in action as a demon king, ended up dying without anyone letting him inherit it it.

To the three of them, Rusty learned.

It couldn't have been weaker than losing so easily to those around it.

Besides, Rusty has a pretty underrated part about his strengths because he's been jerking off to the village and constantly losing to his masters on it.

That self-esteem eliminated any arrogance from him and also created a spirit that he continued to humbly indulge in training every day.

From what Gran asks, Rusty has never lacked training since he came to the city and became an adventurer, and he is extremely humble about his abilities.

It is also understandable that Gran and I are still being beaten up for mock warfare occasionally.

I guess I'm desperate to catch up one day.

And I guess that's why I'm so smothered that I'm embarrassed to be bewitched by a new adventurer my age.

There's nothing compared to Gran and Patrick.

But Lulu was sure.

Rusty will also engrave that name into the breasts of a wide range of people today, he said.

Mi and Yuri were inside, too, but it's still because as a lululu, Rusty thinks he's the most capable of that party.

So I told Illis.

"It's my first apprentice in my life... it's not that easy to lose"

to that word, and Iris, as a blind eye,

"... are you a beloved apprentice of the Demon King? Thinking about it… I don't see a future to defeat."

That's what I said and laughed.

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After a while, Rusty, who came into the arena, was unexpectedly nervous.

Because Mi and Yuri didn't show any atmosphere like that, I think it's funny because Lulu thought it was something that would come out that way too.

But on second thought, it's nothing strange or anything.

Those two girls have long had the courage to put it well, and to put it badly, there was a figurative part.

On the other hand, Rusty said he would shy away somewhere, or there was something like behaving with concern for people, and that's why people in the village were watching him warmly, even though he was a prank boy.

Given his character, it can be said that Rusty's attitude today is no different from that of him when he was in that village, but rather nostalgic as a friend.

I found myself saying that the armor I was wearing was a little more graded than the previous one and I must have replaced it for the martial arts competition.

It looks good on me.

The red hair and the scattered face of the blush were no different from the old days, and besides the novelty, the yellow voice of the woman was emitted many times towards him.

"Good luck ~!" "I'm here for you!

I wonder why there are so many voices that are slightly older in age group and somewhat more colorful and tasteful than the ones that were directed at Ortes.

If you look softly at the Lord of the Voice, the majority of things are extraordinary beauties, but feel the atmosphere of a businesswoman.

Maybe Rusty's still undyed, honest boy temperament will flaunt the hearts of women like them who bite, both sour and sweet.

Lulu thought that.

Rusty's opponent at heart, but this was surprisingly a knight.

The true knight of the kingdom of Leonard is wearing a matching armor, and he comes into the arena, gives his thanks, and a series of tricks to Rusty are sophisticated and it is well known that he is a fine knight.

I'm not forbidden to compete in a martial arts tournament because I'm a knight of the kingdom, or rather, I heard in a letter from Patrick that it's recommended, but there's actually something about it that makes me feel strongly unexpected when I see it this way, because of the overall small number of people.

Besides, I've never actually had a chance to see the Battle of the Righteous Knight like this before, so I'm drawn to it strongly, or something.

Rusty found out his opponent was a knight and probably remembered Patrick.

His expression tightened, his gaze sharpened, and his head seemed to switch to battle.

This would have been a good thing.

Rusty remembered how nervous he was that he was being seen by a large audience.

That could also make the movement harder.

But by being relative to that knight who reminds me of Patrick, I'm ready to deliver the strength I always have.

Rusty and the knight, opposite each other, stand in a determined position with their swords in place and look at each other.

"... Begin!

That's how the signal to start the game rang.

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The two of them have swords in very similar structures, making them even wonder if they are homogeneous.

It's also natural, because Rusty learned from Patrick that the foundation is based on orthodox swordsmanship employed in the kingdom.

The other knight could also say that the swordsmanship was due to the kingdom orthodox swordsmanship because he was a knight, and it was rather inevitable that the two would be in a mirrored position.

It seems that the same was true not only of the audience, but also of the knights, who found that interesting.

Smile all the time, the knight tells Rusty.

"... I heard there will be a loving apprentice of Sir Cadisnora who will be revealed in the role of swordsmanship guide of the Royal Knights, but if you are?

Rusty, who opened his eyes to the words, responds with a few thoughts.

"I don't know if I'm a beloved apprentice. I have another disciple… it's just a fact that I learned from Patrick too"

The knight tilted his neck at the words and continued to ask questions.

"The other one, huh? Hmm... when you said that, there was certainly only one person, you didn't say. I'm sorry to bother you, but who's stronger than you or the other one?

Now Rusty answers the question without interrupting her hair.

There seemed to be no stray.

"That's definitely the other one. I have never won... and Mr. Patrick said he has lost, too. So if you want Mr. Patrick's beloved apprentice, I thought it might be him."

The knight seems surprised by Rusty's answer.

Eyes open,

"Become!? Said Sir Cadisnora was defeated!? That must have been a... a sneaky fight, huh?

To that question, Rusty shakes his head.

"I wasn't on the spot, so I don't know... I wanted to see it."

"Hmm... if you have so many disciples, I just wanted to fight"

The knight said that unfortunately.

That said, I thought there would be another opportunity if he said so, Rusty says.

"Then you don't have to worry, you can fight if you win the tournament. Because he's out there, too."

The knight smiled with joy at such Rusty's words, and said:

"Oh, well... then I must beat you. Truth be told, Lord Cadisnora has told me. If you win my beloved apprentice, you will receive a duel."

Rusty is surprised by the information he first heard.

I mean, if you're going to do something like that bet, tell him in person, and I thought not only Rusty, but Lulu as well.

Rusty, who might have been made such an object before he knew it, asks a rough question, hoping it was not himself but Lulu.

"My dear apprentice...... didn't you say which?

But the answer I returned was heartless.

The knight speaks with pleasure.

"Ah. So you heard. But it was clear what I should have heard from you. I assume that word meant to tell you both to put it down. I'm sorry, but for my dreams, I'll have you down here!

To Rusty, who has long dreamed of an adventurer and lived, the word is hard to deny.

So it's hard to tell you not to.

Since it is a fighting tournament in the first place, we have embraced fighting from the very beginning.

I thought I was going to have to take this, and I asked him if I would ask him about the contents of that dream.

"I ask you something unexpected, what is a dream?

"That is, of course, to ask you to cross your sword with Sir Cadisnora. His martial name is enough to blow to heaven. I wanted to fight him once, but he said it like he did earlier..."

To the words, Rusty is convinced.

Patrick's strength is really unusual, to say the least.

It's not weird at all that someone admires him for saying this.

But you couldn't give me any other terms, though. Hold your head.

However, there was only one word Rusty could say on this occasion.

"... Then don't complain about that dream, even if I block it!

The knight laughed at the words and turned a fierce gaze.

"Where I want it!