374 7. Opening

The arena (Colosseum) is co-located in the training ground of the God of Power. Half an hour later, the Great Martial Party was held, and its audience was almost filled.

The audience swells their hearts to expectations and waits for the game to start twitching. He spoke voluntarily of his predictions with his friends who had taken him along and with his first person sitting next to him, which combined to make him a grunting voice like a dragon.

Despite the early season to say it is still early spring, it is transmitted from there and twitching and sweating with enthusiasm.

Except for the VIP room.

The heat didn't even seem to reach that point, set up at the top of the main stand, and the ladies gathered at the round table in the center of the room were ravishing.

"Over there, how hot is it? Some of them are naked."

The oldest lady says as she was impressed by the opera glass prepared by Yut for this day - although she only gave the Eagle's Eye (Hawkeye) to a lens of Bold Iron (Crystal Iron).

The slope is plentiful and even the top VIP room overlooks the field, but now there is no one there. For this reason, it was an instrument for stealing a look at the audience.

Also, it doesn't seem like a sweet lady as she looks around who doesn't dye her cheeks with shame, even though she blames the audience for taking off her clothes.

"Oh, there are some women over there with paintbrushes"

The chestnut-haired maiden sitting next to her similarly observes her surroundings and raises her voice.

Are you excited, the tone of your voice is high, and you can't just play the smile that floats in its brilliant appearance. If there was a man on this spot, that's going to crush my back.

"Really, a lot of people are getting together"

"Everyone seems to have fun"

You put opera glasses on the table as someone who served the same God, and the two smiled.

The oldest lady's name is Laura. The maiden with chestnut hair says Seneca. The former is Laura of Path Finders. The latter, it might be better to say the King of God.

"Mr. Acorn. Is it time to start?

It was Eudit, the queen of the Rotosilt kingdom, who sent out a help ship to Acorn with such a big, tight smile in front of him.

No less than the witches of the Sun God. Speaking out in a noble but soft atmosphere, that's exactly what I would call a Mother of Nations.

I just didn't imagine Eudit himself being a source of acorn tension. For what my heart knows, I am, but I am still the queen.

Behaving completely as usual was a high hurdle for Akane, who was born and raised in Japan.

Nevertheless, without Eudit, Yut would have been in more trouble than he is now because of the stress of acorns.

"Ah, yes. It's short, but we have an opening ceremony, and then, it's a game. His Majesty Eldrick and His Royal Highness Kress are scheduled to compete in Game Two."

Describe the match you would be most interested in while checking the match day program at hand - after capturing the original with a scanner, the mobile printer was fully operational and printed up.

But Laura, who was briefed, had wrinkles between her eyebrows.

"You said Mr. Acorn."

"Yes. Something…"

"Tough. Tough."

"Ha ha..."

"Be more friendly."

The grinning Queen Laura is charming, and I can imagine her beauty as a young man is common. No, even now, I'm young enough. So does King Eldrick, but so much so that Cress works as a son, not a grandson.

Because, yes, I don't know if it is.

(Why, all the royalties in this world are light!

I'm happy with your feelings, but it's hard to draw lines. Besides, I'm being assigned the role of Mistress (hostess) today.

If it fails, what happens? I don't even want to imagine.

"But I also know how Mr. Acorn feels."

It was Seneca II who told me to hold Queen Laura back, but the words that followed were unexpected and impossible to clean up.

"Why don't you make a law in this falve that prohibits your identity from snagging more than you need to be to those above you?

"That's a good idea. Let's talk to Master Alsace."

Eudit rode on the proposal of Seneca II, the Divine King.

But, of course, it's supposed to be a joke. If you do that, you lose your lord's authority, too. It is self-evident to come in the way of future rule.

Yet why can't it be totally denied?

"... well, even then, it's Yut who struggles"

In the first place, I can only assume that the kind of interaction that alters the rules in order to achieve its purpose is negatively influenced by Yut. I deserve it.

"Dear Acorn, your tea is ready"

There, Kagra, wearing an oriental-style samurai garment like cooking clothes, pushed the wagon into the VIP room. Cool glass in teapot. Plus, some sweets.

Your ladies' gaze gathers there as soon as possible. As always, let your eyes shine in anticipation.

"Thank you, Mr. Kagra"

This is a rare dragon man (Draconut), but no one has pointed it out.

Acorns will recommend their own cookies and doughnuts to the queens. I made the tea I brought in from Earth into iced tea, but it's perfect for today's cheer like summer by jumping over the spring.

"Oh, it's delicious."

"Yeah. Really."

Queen Laura with her elegant mouth of cookies rounded her eyes and Seneca II, who drank iced her iced tea, nodded satisfactorily. Eudit, accustomed to Acorn's hospitality, shows room, but of course, it's not that he doesn't eat.

It's a sight I can't imagine there's going to be a bloody battle on earth. The friendly noble ladies just seem to be having a tea party.

Most importantly, on average, they are over 30 years old, but they are not ordered to point it out - Jonah or Larsia - they were not here.

"Call me if you need me"

Kagra, who confirms that the guests are satisfied, leaves the room.

Acorn sees it and regrets that Petra and Regina should have been called here too. Regina may be difficult, but Petra, the eldest daughter of Folio-Farina's assailant senator, should have been well qualified to be here.

"The masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer are going to compete against His Majesty and His Highness Cress."

I didn't know the inside of such an acorn, and Eudit glanced at the match table with his finger as if he loved it.

Eventually, the topic returns to the matches that will take place after this. Each one has an edged contestant, and it's only natural because he's here to support it.

"Yeah, I'm a mysterious sorcerer to a masked swordsman."

Acorn replied with a meaningful smile to Eudit, who tilted her little neck adorably to confirm.

Yes. A mysterious sorcerer for a masked swordsman. No, not King Alsace and Yut.

It's a combination of higher multipliers of bets because you can't reveal your identity, but it's definitely not King Alsace and Yut.

"Master Eudit, which one do you think will win?

"Speaking of His Majesty Eldrick, you will be revealed to the heavens as a name-breaking hero king. His Royal Highness Kress is also known as a famous adventurer."

To Laura's question - or provocation - Eudit lifts the opponent. But of course that's not the end of it.

"But you are allowed to enter this militant party. Isn't the masked swordsman and the mysterious sorcerer one of the corners?"

"That's true, too."

I'll admit it lightly, Laura. Acorn looked at it unexpectedly.

Does Eldrick have full confidence that his opponent has nothing to do with it? Or is victory or defeat out-of-the-box, as you have heard from Yut?

"I was wondering if having a magician at the party could even be said to be one great advantage. Especially if that's the mysterious magician."

"You speak like an adventurer."

"What I'm saying in front of Lady Laura is wide-ranging, because I've also recently become an adventurer."

With a little excitement, Seneca II speaks.

Adventures in heaven seemed like a shocking experience for her.

(Kings and brave men, I don't know if it's Kushami...)

Acorn listens to such conversations between the queen and queen and the king of God in a sense of escape from reality.

I don't have to struggle that much because Laura, who is used to the place, is leading the conversation.

Still, I guess it's still game two for these three to thrive, but as for acorns, I also care about game one, where Exile and Larsia compete, and game three, where Valtrude and Yona go up in the ring.

The opponent in the first match was a rock giant (Jarloot) who won the qualifying round, but the odds were also up for the miserable battle he showed in that qualifying round.

Also, it's Archbishop Regnum who claims his muscles all over that body that the Valtrudes oppose, but the other one who combines hasn't shown up yet. Anyway, it feels creepy.

"Who is expected to win, Mr. Acorn?"

"Are you a winner..."

Eudit stares at the tournament table for the matchday program with Acorn as he hands on the wavy honey blonde.

That was quite a difficult question.

The first match of the first round was the Rock Titans (Jarloot) Delegates who won the Exile Larsia vs. Qualifying.

Likewise the second game is Eldrick Cress vs. the Masked Swordsman and Mysterious Mage.

The winners of each match will compete in the next semifinals.

The third match was between Valtrude Yona vs. Archbishop Regnum and representatives of the Temple of Regra.

Fighting that winner in the semifinals are the Grand Sage Vainamarinen and Silver Swordsmen who were seeded World War I. In order to conceal his identity, Ray Cruz was to be forced to wear vivid gear opposite his image.

Eldrick, who saw it, was laughing a lot, but no bard would ever speak.

"It's advantageous to have seeds, and I think you're a great sage"

"Mr. Acorn?

That is not the case, the queen smiled similar to the flower of the great wheel and called her friend's name.

"Who would you like to win?

"It's up to the brave..."

That's all I can say and notice.

"Well, if you're in the field! I didn't, so you have no choice!

Is it interesting that you are forgetting to build and fix it?

Or is it smiling that you unconsciously gave the name of your beloved fiancée?

Akane is surrounded by an elegant but meaningful smile characteristic of the upper class.

"No, this is it!

As I tried to overlap my excuses, a bell rang from Falv.

A bell that tells the hour after hour.

At the same time, it was a signal announcing the holding of the Falv Grand Martial Association.