392 Epilogue

"There's a battle! Winner, Alsace Rotosilt, Amaxa Yuut!

In response to that voice heard from overhead, Yut cut the duration of the Exorcism Realm Antimagic Sphere.

Exhale loudly, sideways Ray Cruz as he regains his strength.

"It's over..."

It got hot without even the pattern.

I'm a little embarrassed, but I'm really embarrassed from now on.

In the first place, as a matter of fact, nothing is over yet.

"Ah, uh. Test test. Whoa, audio magnification is back."

Larsia, lend it to me.

"Hey, let me finish the announcement."

Such Larsian protests, completely ignored.

Rarely exerting his fortitude, Yut took away the microphone.

However, there was also the cooperation of the Albino girl who feathered Larsia from behind.

Not only is it faceless, but it gives me a good thumbs up and wishes me luck.

Hard to do.

But we have to do it.

"Val, as you can see!

Put the microphone in your hand, face up and call on your loved one in the VIP room.

"I won. Nobody else, I won for Val."

Is this prerequisite necessary?

The sober part of Yut asks.

I'm ashamed to cut to the point, and I put a prefix on it, but wouldn't that be embarrassing in itself?

"But it's nothing special about this. If it's for Val, I'll try to win as many times as I can. So, Val -"

Oh, that's good enough.

There is only one thing to say.

Push it off with momentum!

"- Me and, again, come with me!

The end of the story gradually turns small and woody.

A creepy silence ruled the arena, the world.

That's right. Right now, there's only one person who can utter the word.

"Yut!"

Valtrude responds to that call.

That was what everyone expected, but from there on, unforeseen developments.

Valtrude jumped straight out of the VIP room.

Extremely impressive, but not confusing.

Before screaming, he activated Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight, which jumped straight upside down but safely into Yuut's chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Thanks........."

"I didn't do it to make you cry."

"Silly......"

Yut takes his beloved, while removing the microphone, firmly.

All I can see anymore is Valtrude. Valtroude, too, is only Yut.

"But you're dumber than me. I'll never do anything so frivolous again."

"Good. I'll take care of it. Plus, I like Val a lot."

"Anyway, I like it myself. - Hmm."

I didn't make you say it till the end.

Yut blocked Valtrude's lips and forced him to shut up.

So hot that the area you're touching is likely to burn, and then, so sweet that your whole body seems to melt. More than anything else, a happy feeling.

On this day, I got the most cheer, but of course it doesn't reach the two of us.

"Uh, already. What is this? We've all fought so hard, and when it's over, you two are just snuggling. Yes, yes, withdrawal withdrawn"

The voices of the meadow race (Magner) - but the most poignant - are echoed.

Thus the curtain of the Falv militant club, which was fought on the second day, was closed.

Then a few days later.

The three Path Finders were once again gathered at the Eight Yen Tower (Eight Circles) in Vainamarinen.

"Is Mel here?"

"I bent my navel."

"Hey, next time, next time"

Eldrick laughs suspiciously as he puts the Dwarf distillery he brings on the table instead of being handsome. It's not a good look for a king of a country.

But the kind of person who would point that out did not exist on this occasion.

"Next time..."

Ray Cruz sits in a loving manner, crushing meaninglessly. It seemed that he had no objection to participating in the liquor festivities taking place in the library, but he was showing his face in discipline.

"Oh, if you think of someone, isn't this Ray Cruz who changed the content of the bard's song?"

"That's not what I found out."

My friend's tease was also relentlessly truncated, and Ray Cruz closed his eyes.

Calling him Shimodo, he didn't try to get his hands on booze or knobs.

Without worrying about such an annoying attitude, Eldrick seems to enjoy that Cress, who was hungover and asleep, was seriously depressed to miss the semifinals and finals and that Laura gave him a novel like a mountain.

"Oh. Speaking of which, Ray got hit so badly, kid."

"I'm not the only one who got hit. We would."

"Lately, they've eaten a poke up from two other daughters-in-law."

"If I only made such an embarrassing confession on my own, then, I guess so"

When it's delightful, Eldrick laughs.

At the same time, I think we need to guide the treatment of women.

Only on this topic was Ray Cruz smiling on his lips as well.

The purpose of seeing her in the graveyard of the goddess of death and sorcery was not fulfilled, but there does not seem to be any particular obsession.

"Speaking of which, you two have something to say"

Such a black-haired swordsman said with more seriousness in his voice.

I've decided to take over the Verga Empire.

"Come on, are you insane"

"I mean it"

"What did you learn from the young men's sermons?"

"I've learned. I mean, I have my own limitations."

"You're not, you're not..."

Neither thoughts nor pronouncements make that Eldrick a headache.

I had no choice, so I mumbled the liquor. I know it's useless to stop it. If so, you'll have to drink it.

"You've got eyes on a good place. Do something about Szigil under the title of interfering with the forces of the Empire and attacking heaven to free Verga imprisoned by God. Whether you can make it happen or not, you can put this together within the Empire!

But Vainamarinen was different.

Quickly summarise the situation and say something that will push you back that it's not a bad idea.

"Vai shut up. Or can you beat God?"

"I don't know. If the Verga Empire isn't enough, the next step is to conquer the world."

At that time, you and the new heroes will be under my command.

If you don't tolerate evil and deny it, you should let it serve its purpose while you monitor it.

With that in mind, Ray Cruz reaches for the barrel of distilled liquor Eldrick brings.

It's been decades since I've had a drink.

"... Again, it tastes bad"

There was nothing I could do about it like then, but turning my body into a sword doesn't change my mind.

Just suppose it's not like then.

From the liquor, it tasted like youth.