"...noise?"

　When Theoreum hears the name, he turns to the person who reports incredibly.
　However, his subordinates, who brought the report from the imperial capital, nods back without seeming to correct it.
　His attitude was so much more than that of a Rank S adventurer that it was true that the infamous Noise had taken part in the main battle of the competition.

"I didn't know he would come out here... I've never participated in a competition before, but why this time?"

　It was completely unexpected. Theoreum muttered with such a meaning, but suddenly I felt the bloodthirsty spirit... No, I felt a fighting spirit, and I turned my eyes to it.
　There he was, with a fierce smile on his face. 　
　The battle with a Rank S adventurer must have looked the most attractive, given his love of combat.

"Mr. Vihela... I'll tell you that I'm going to the imperial capital now."
"...yes,"

　The seconds before answering will show what Vihela was thinking.
　In fact, his strong-willed beauty is envious of Ray, who is participating in the competition.

(If this is the case, I should have gone to the competition.)

　It is rare for an adventurer named Noise to expose himself to the public.
　I knew I was connected to my father, who was also the emperor, but he was still a Rank S adventurer and had little to do with the country's requests except for emergencies like the flood of monsters.
　Such a figure showed up at the competition. It was clear what it meant.

"Ray,"
"Probably... no, I'm sure so." Is it the Emperor's opinion, or was Noise himself interested in Ray... or is there any other reason?"
"Surely there will be many troubles,"
"Do you want that?"

　Tiyur broke into the conversation between Vihela and Theoreum.
　However, his expression was not troubling, and he smiled at the appearance of a strong enemy who would enjoy the Vihela he admired more.
　Vihela almost nodded to Tiyur's words, but immediately shook her head.
　It would be a very happy event for me if I could certainly fight noise. But when asked what the purpose of the noise appeared in the competition, there were few answers to it, and it was easy to imagine.
　That's Ray's name I mentioned earlier.

"I wish I had participated in the competition."

　theorem with a wry smile at the remark.
　If Vichela had entered the competition, she would surely have received the same...or more attention as Ray.
　However, noise is what has attracted the most attention in this competition.
　When asked if Vihela's participation helped pull out the noise, Vihela herself...and even Teoreme and Thiur, who is enamored of Vihela, have to lean.
　I'm sure the noise has known about Vihela for a long time. Nevertheless, the lack of a fighting opportunity was probably related to the fact that Vihela's father was the emperor.

(I don't need to be a member of the Imperial Family if I can enjoy the battle against Rank S more than enough.)

　In the first place, Vihela escaped from the Bestian Empire because she wanted to enjoy more fighting. There are many other reasons, but there is no doubt that was the biggest reason.
　Considering the noise, Ray's best choice in the end was definitely to take part in the competition.

(And...)

　Vihela, who has come to a certain possibility in her heart and smiles.
　The smile was surprisingly seductive, though he definitely wanted blood.
　a bewildering smile on one's face at the prospect of battle

(If we try to break into the castle and rescue that child under house arrest, the noise could be on the other side. I've heard that Noise is close to his father, so that's not necessarily a mistake. So, if I could... I would not say that there was no chance for me to fight against the noise that had been blocked before that.)

　Vichela, smiling for battle, is undoubtedly beautiful, and even Teorem, intoxicated, can catch his gaze for a few seconds.
　Vichela moves forward with her thoughts in her heart, completely unconcerned by such glances.

(As long as Ray is in the lineup and noise is also in the lineup, I don't know where he'll bump into, but I'm sure he'll fight eventually. Perhaps that's the virtual final. ...well, Ray could beat the noise... ...Rank S adventurer.

　Vichela has mixed feelings inside her.
　I never want Ray to lose, but I don't want him to beat the noise of a Rank S adventurer before me.
　I've been thinking about it for a while, but soon I've come to understand that there's nothing I can do to worry about myself.
　Then you notice a bigger problem.
　...yes, fighting Ray and noise means you have a chance to see it.
　Of course, however, Vihela cannot go to the competition. If Vihela's true identity is revealed, it is possible that all the things that have been done so far will be wasted.

"...why am I here?"
"Mr. Vihela!"

　Theoreme exclaims in spite of Vihela's sudden, somewhat philosophical question.
　But for Vihela, it must be such a challenge.

"I want to go to the stadium, but I can't... So I'm disguised? No, I can't do that either." In the first place, if Ray and Noise were to fight, it would be the final round, and at that time our strategy would be in the final stages. or rather the battle between Ray and Noise itself will end in the middle of the way, depending on the time we get into the castle."

　What a waste! Vihela almost opened her mouth, but she was betting on her brother... and even her life. When I think about it, I can't say it's ridiculous.

"What should I say... it hurts to be incompatible?"
"Mr. Vihela?"

　When Tiyur asked Vichela, who was troubled like that, he must have come back to himself with his voice. shake one's head for nothing
　If I were to express my honest feelings here, it was obvious that I would say that I could go to the stadium, perhaps Tiyur would have no problem.
　However, no matter how much Vihela likes to fight, she cannot be so irresponsible.
　Another reason is that if they had gone to the arena, they would not have been able to stand the fight against Ray and Noise.
　If so, this is because I decided that I should put up with it.

"Anyway, let's get ready now. The people who help us will soon join us, won't they?"
"Yes, that's all right. Fortunately, the number of people in every village, town, and city has decreased considerably due to the fact that fighting competitions are being held now. It's unlikely that we'll be able to see those who help us move when we join us."
"If I wanted to say so, I wish there were only a few guards... but that's not the case just because there's a competition."

　Tiyur interrupts Teoreum's words.
　In fact, at this time of year, a considerable number of villagers, towns, or city dwellers head to the imperial capital for competition.
　The farther away you are from the imperial capital, the more dangerous you are to travel, so the smaller the proportion of people are to the imperial capital.
　And for robbers, such travelers are a good prey.
　With far more inhabitants heading to the imperial capital than usual, it is only natural that the robbers should be so enthusiastic.
　This will increase the number of adventurers who are eager to make a living here without going to the guard, knights, or imperial capital.
　In other words, it is very unlikely that travelers will find nobles leading soldiers to cooperate with the Vihelas, now that a competition has already begun and the main battle has begun.
　On the contrary, it's easier to find than usual for those who are looking to hunt for thieves.
　It is, however, those who lead the soldiers, like the aristocrats of history, who are in a position. Even if found by a guard, there is no risk of being caught like a thief.

"Considering the arrival of several other collaborators, there is also a need to think about each other's cooperation and to manage goods. I'll do something about that, but..."
"I don't mind sending it over here if there's someone who makes a strange accusation."
"...sorry, sir,"

　Tiyur mutters unconsciously, listening to the conversation between Vihela and Theoreum.Some of those who come together as reinforcements must have bad ideas. There is a wide variety of objectives for such people, but it is highly likely to end in many ways when Vihela knows about them.
　Does that end mean life, or as a nobleman... or as a man?

(I think there will be a lot of last people in particular)

　The character Vihela is the fruit of beauty. At least Tiyur thinks so, and if he doesn't get that far, no one can argue that he's the most beautiful.
　Anyone other than the one who has a special propensity to be a child or a man is definitely fascinated by Vihela.
　It is nothing but self-evident logic for Thyur, who worships Vihela.
　and knowing that Vihela was a member of the Imperial family... or, if he knew it, he had already renounced the Imperial family, he would have to touch it.
　What such a person ultimately follows is death as a man.
　I shook my head, feeling something cold down my spine.





"...what a lie is that!"

　In a room on the third floor of a bar in the imperial capital, Moura gasps at the man in front of her.
　Sistoy, behind Moura, also looked at the man half glaringly, albeit without speaking.
　But...

"That's true.

　The man in front of them, an old man in his 60s, says so without moving his face at all.
　The brief remark bites the back teeth of Moura and Sistoy.
　It's because I know it. What this old man in front of us said was a systematic decision, and we can't reverse it. ...at least we can't do it.
　However, if we were to act out of anger and touch the old man in front of us, we would certainly be killed.
　It looks like there's only themselves and the elderly in the room, but it just looks like that.
　In the first place, the old man, who is also the leader of the bell of repose of souls, should not have taken any of his bodyguards, and in fact, if you look for any signs of repose, there are some signs in the room that you remember.
　Furthermore, it is only within the range of sensing, and there is a possibility that there may be someone so powerful that they cannot sense it. 　
　for this bar... on the third floor of the bar, more precisely, is one of the hideouts of the bell.
　It's not just a hideout. From the outside, this bar will only look like a two‐story building.
　At the time of building the bar, the blueprint was misrepresented, and the building is actually a three‐story building, although it is two‐story from the outside. 　
　In other words, this bar was built from the beginning as an hideout for the bell of repose of souls, and as long as it was so, various devices were naturally used.
　Still... even though he knows it, he can't help but speak.

"But they're still in the middle of training, too. They're less than half as good as they can be. What do you mean by hitting it against crimson? It's enough to measure the opponent's strength, and if you really need to measure his strength, my doll isn't enough."

　For the slum-bred Moura and Sistoy, the use of crimson pieces out of a man's mouth...that is, children from the same slum as themselves was totally unacceptable.
　It's not good to use children, but puppets... where Moura says he doesn't mind using the person he brainwashed, Moura is also one of the members of the bell.

"... Moura,"

　Sistoy gently rests his hand on the shoulder of his partner, who is about to jump into a man.
　It's because we understand that if we were to go on a rampage here, we wouldn't be able to leave this room alive.
　Moura must have come back to life with Sistoy's words. He glances at the old man, who, while clapping his tongue in disgust, is looking at them without changing their expressions even when he makes such a fuss in front of them.

"Don't worry. People say crimson is basically kind to children. I'm sure I won't die. Fortunately, those children are still in the middle of training and know nothing about our situation, so we don't have to worry about our information leaking."
"Oh!? ...yes." I got it. I won't complain any more. Sistoy, let's go!"

　Moura glances sharply at the man and leaves the room with a sistoy.

"... You're young. You've got enough ability."

　with a deliberate disregard for the man's voice from behind