Yomigaeri no Maou

After the game, Uvezd was transported to the infirmary for healing magic, and his wounds healed, but he passed out for some time because he consumed his magic and strength to the limit.

As for Lulu, I had a lot to talk to him about, but I have to put him behind me at this rate.

I had no choice but to return to watch the competition.

The main election is contested by twenty-four contestants on a tournament basis, which takes two days and is aimed at electing three winners.

The three who eventually win will have a total win on the last day and the winner will be determined by that win or loss.

For this reason, roughly ten games per day will be calculated for today and tomorrow.

And only tomorrow, we have to play one or two games a day, and that's why the distribution of magic health becomes important, but I don't have to worry about that today, so I'm told that it looks interesting because almost all of the contestants are going to fight in one game with all their strength at all costs.

In fact, I guess Uvezd used so much magic against Lulu for that reason.

No one is going to outpower that much with the next game holding back... it should.

There were still signs that there was going to be hidden balls, so if you squeezed it, there's no chance you could still have gone, but that's definitely the level at which you'll be cutting your life.

In that sense, you must have decided for sure that was serious.

The Lulu and Uvezd matches were a relatively early time in the second round of the entire main race, so it was just in the right order to watch the other contestants play.

There are also all the matches I know left, and only Lulu can see them in other HR moods after his own game.

First, the first match of acquaintances was Gran's.

Watching him fight others is fresh because there was nothing inside but a mock fight in the village of Cadiz.

Because that didn't really tell me how strong he was objectively.

Even if Gran and my father put their swords together, it's almost a formation game, and they're serious, rather than just training and playing between masters, or fighting Rusty, that's just archaic for Gran.

Lulu would have been able to draw his seriousness if he had fought seriously, but while in the village of Cadiz he would not have been a very interesting battle in the sense of a swordsmanship battle because he had spent most of his consciousness devoting himself to and training people (human) to riding his body.

I mean, this game is an opportunity to see Gran fighting for real at first, which is why Lulu was looking forward to it.

But that expectation is lightly betrayed.

Because his opponent was not powerful enough to do Gran's opponent.

There are two kinds of main contestants: those who can be said to be strong and generally divided into two kinds, who are really strong like Gran and who would have come up in due course no matter who they bump into, and those who, benefiting from the form of a tournament system, have just bumped into the good or the same, and who have been lucky enough to decide to compete until the main election.

Whereas the former's strength is certain, the latter is rarely disproportionate in strength, with the result that the former and the latter are organized in such a way that they bump into each other, and it seems that there are few genuine elections to be an unsightly battle.

That's exactly what Gran's game was about, and the opponent was an intermediate class knight blessed with opponents.

If he had been a little closer in strength, he might have expected the craziest if Gran were not his opponent, but Gran was a well-known adventurer in the king's capital, and his opponent's knight seemed to have a firm understanding in his head that this could not be helped.

But that's why he gave up and didn't do anything like abstain or throw a game, he fought splendidly as a knight, and at the end of the day, he defeated by showing off one of the streams that in a way turned into a promise in a fighting tournament that he could sink into a gran with a single blow.

However, this was also admirable because Gran had shown the guts to withstand the blow he had unleashed with the intention of stunning him and not losing him until he was conscious.

This time his tournament ended here, but by the next tournament, he was such a knight that he would make expectations that he might be stronger.

The next game belonged to Yumis, but this presented a flashy look at sorcery warfare.

Yumis' opponent was a superior class sorcerer, but he had an unusual battle over whether he liked each other flashy or not, whether he could use more flashy sorcery rather than just using one another with all the magic he could show on stage, saying explosions, giant rock shells, water dragons, etc.

That said, from the audience's point of view, it's definitely an interesting spectacle, and I wouldn't have said it's so far out of the spirit of a martial arts tournament because it's going to be another witchcraft knowledge and control battle.

As a result, they covered the other sorcerer's unleashed stage with a tsp, burning up the sorcery that had been attacked by Yumis with flames, and the sorcerers all swallowed it up so that Yumis could win.

Both sorceries have a lot of interesting stuff, it was a fun game to watch, I would say.

The Iris game was also played after that, but this ended immediately.

They were in an advanced class, so they were pretty strong but incompatible.

Without being able to keep up with the speed of Illis, he was slapped in the neck and finished with a blow.

Thus, as one game after another ended, the last of the acquaintances to fight was Kyou.

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Waiting on the arena stage earlier was Himeros-Bracchiale, a family member (Klan) "nun (Manaka)" who was not to be mentioned.

With three long black hairs knitted, one flushed behind, a fine sword (Rapier) lowered at the waist and dressed in relatively exposed protective equipment, its aptitude feels sharp in the fighting spirit of blowing up, precisely in the position that the maiden of war is also kaya.

That aptitude, which is likely to be thought to be closer to a whore than to say a warrior, was also not felt such unhealthy luster because of her forged limbs and grandeur atmosphere, but rather the power of a rough warrior.

Later slowly appearing on the stage where she stood like that was a girl dressed in a bright white top and a mysterious atmosphere wrapped around a vermilion - Kyou.

There's a puppy on top of her head, and unlike Himelos, there's an atmosphere that seems kind of distracting, but I feel that Himelos' inquiry is someone she can't insult.

I think that puppy was allowed to be a demon.

Oh, does it look alarming and actually have a vicious ability, or something like that?

As Himeros remembered the various opponents he had fought so far, he thought about what type of person in front of him - Kyou - would fit into.

But no matter how much you think, you won't find someone of the same type as her.

So she decided to think that she was different from any opponent she'd ever fought.

When I had an extra preconception about her, I had such a hunch that at some point I was laying low on the ground.

I have a slight, roughly unsuitable atmosphere for battle, but I wonder what makes me think so, and when I think about it, I realize that it is strange in itself that it entails such an atmosphere in this setting.

She doesn't feel nervous at all about Kyou being the main contender in the arena.

Even this self, who is superior, is so nervous that he can't help but have a tingling struggle like this.

But Kyou doesn't have it.

All I'm saying is that standing here is just an extension of your usual life, with a smile on your face.

That attitude, even when climbing the stage, is not even in the eyes at all, such as Himelos, such as stroking a puppy on top of his head or looking over the battlefield guest seat with his hand on his forehead.

If you look closely, you don't even seem to have a weapon.

The more I saw, the more I felt like this woman was tasting herself.

I'm getting angry, and that's why Himeros opens his mouth.

"Hey......"

"Ho ho ho... that's so hot. I knew the real election would be different, Fuuka!

I called him, but he keeps talking to the blurry puppy over his head, Kyou.

Again, Himeros turns up the volume and screams.

"Whoa!

"Ho!?

Now you heard me, I turned my dumb face this way, and as the hole seemed to open, I turned my eyes round and stared at this one.

And you say you're sorry.

"Uh... Shh, excuse me. Are you angry?

I felt more and more out of my mind about how she looked like that.

I don't know.

Himeros has no idea what Kyou is thinking.

Young daughters these days, is this who they are?

I am sure that the twenties have indeed passed more than a decade ago, but has the incomprehensibility of being so young changed more than in my own time?

With that said, after scolding a nun (manaka) young man for a few years now, I feel more often called Baba or something in my pussy.

When I think about it, I get frustrated that the attitude of Kyou in front of me seems to be tasting me extra.

Is that why, you know,

"Angry, etc., no!!

and so on, and I'm surprised because strong words came up and emotions were caged in addition to thoughts.

Kyou is

"Oh, I knew you were angry ~"

He said, pulling back and being frightened.

I change my mind when I see you like that and feel like you're tasting yourself or making fun of yourself because it's just my fault.

Very crazy, but I think this girl might be in this kind of temperament.

Then I felt my shoulder really loose and I felt like I didn't know what it was.

Then Himeros shook his head, and with a bewildered voice,

"... that's enough..."

I said, I set up a weapon

Kyou also looked at Himeros like that and tightened his mind, becoming a more crisp face than earlier, bulky and unusual clothes - grabbing the hem of his witch clothes and making a unique setup.

I played Himelos and it was an arrangement I had never seen, but strangely it seemed to have no gaps.

No, she's such a distracted daughter.

Sure, it looks like he's come up to the main election, but that's just a blessing of luck -

With that in mind, in the ears of Himeros, relative to Kyou,

"... Begin!

The signal to start the game rang.

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But such an idea of Himeros would be immediately denied.

Surprisingly, by the time he realized, Kyou was fleshy in front of Himeros.

His black eyes and gaze matched, and Himeros, who had total hair on a carnivorous smile of a different nature than the seemingly distracting grin he had just had, hurriedly waved his fine sword and acted to avoid that dangerous hunch.

Then,

- I don't know.

I'm surprised to feel a fine sword hit something along with the sound of

What did you hit?

Kyou, didn't that girl have anything - I thought so and checked again, and I saw a silhouette of something slightly more robust from the hem of the hazy witch's clothes.

You have something.

That every piece of clothing that was hard to measure in between was a set-up for it.

Himeros wanted to send praise to someone who seemed to have planted cunning means besides thoughts.

Furthermore, I felt pity that I had been so well embedded in such a measure.

I should have lived quite well and learned not to be fooled by the looks and atmosphere.

Yet the atmosphere I receive from Kyou was not that of the mighty, no matter what I thought, I felt for a moment that I was not insulted, but had shaken off the account that should have helped me so many times.

It was a stupid thing, I thought.

And I decided in my heart that I would no longer commit such foolishness.

From then on, it was fast for Himeros to recover.

Earlier thin warfare now seems to stick around and blow to Kyou.

Kyou sighed and laughed when he saw how Himeros was doing like that.

"... looks like you were a surprisingly strong person... too bad"

After all, the atmosphere was a pseudo until earlier.

The real battle begins here.

Himeros, who thought so, once again grabbed the pattern of the fine sword and was tempered to relate to Kyou.