Both semifinals were over, and that was the natural end of the day's competition.
　It's not uncommon for a qualifier or a first or second round match to finish everything, but at this point, the day's schedule ends in less than half a day, or even a few hours.
　It is not surprising that some of the spectators may be dissatisfied with this, but it was true that the game was much more impressive and worthwhile in terms of purely match content.
　In fact, even in today's games, water dragons -- only the head -- and fire birds hit each other head-on, wind spears and sword blades covered with ice and fire, and magic items are shown.

"Finally the day after tomorrow?"
"Glu?"

　Ray's muttering melts away in the air of the night air.
　Listening to it up close, Seto turns his head towards Ray, purring.
　Ray shakes his head as he caresses his head.
　Winner of the semifinals secured Ray's place.
　A celebration was held again in the cafeteria to celebrate it, but Ray quickly left the cafeteria because he didn't feel like making a fuss.
　Now, he caresses Seto's head listening to the cheers and the loud sound of insects coming from the inn.
　a backyard near a stable So now Ray had a relaxing time with Sett.

"You've caused a lot of inconvenience to Seto. You want to keep your body in shape, don't you?"
"Glu".

　Of course, a set of sounds.
　I like to sleep, but I like to exercise. Of course, staying in the stable almost all day can be a lot of pain.
　The reason why I still don't get angry and go on a rampage is because I understand that this will cause Ray trouble.
　In addition, since it was a top-class inn in the imperial capital, those who cared for the stable were not afraid of Seto and treated him comfortably.
　The other animals and demons in the stables are getting used to them all day long.
　...but I can't imitate playing with Seto.

"The competition is almost over. And..."

　I'll tell you that, and I'll shut my mouth when I think it's bad to talk in such a place.
　But perhaps Seto understood what Ray meant. scrape one's head against Ray with a purring voice
　It's already autumn, and even night. Naturally, the surrounding temperature is low, and many ordinary people would feel chilly.
　But for Ray, who is wearing a dragon robe and leaning on a set lying on the ground, it's a very comfortable environment.

"Well, Set. ... Do you think we'll win the day after tomorrow?"

　a word that pops out of Ray's mouth when he was stroking his head against him.
　Maybe it's because I understand that there's only Seto here. The words are so weak that you wouldn't think they were Ray's, who is usually full of confidence.

"Rolling".

　Against Ray, Seto snarls with his head rubbed against him.
　as if to say "Cheer up!"
　But that kind of behavior does not restore Ray's confidence.
　I saw today's battle and realized it. There's still a big gap between myself and the noise.
　Of course, I don't think it's impossible to win if you try to fight by any means.
　But to choose any means of fighting is to defy the rules of a competition.
　For example, you can challenge with Seto, or you can use wide-area extermination magic that damages the entire imperial capital rather than the arena.

"But there's no way I could do that,"

　In the early days of his visit to the imperial capital, he could have used such a means in case of emergency. But not now. Living in the imperial capital, he has made some friends, and if he does so in the first place, he could have another war with the kingdom of Milliana.

"I have no choice but to run head-on,"
"Gurling...Gurling...Gurling!"

　the moment Ray muttered Suddenly, Ray's set, leaning against him, makes a loud noise and pokes him with his sharp stick.
　It's naturally quite a controlled blow, but it still causes severe pain in Ray's head.
　The fact that Seto was the only one may have affected him by the fact that he had put down the dragon lobe hood. I turn my gaze to Seto, holding my head in spite of myself.

"Set, what..."
"Grunt!"

　The cry from his mouth meant not to be weak toward Ray. Is it right that you seemed to be there?
　Because Sett understands Ray's words completely, but Ray doesn't understand him.
　But... still, in Ray's eyes, Sett seemed to have acted in such a way to encourage himself, who was feeling weak.

"Roll-rolling.

　Seto chanting again while watching Ray.
　Ray watched Seto for about a minute and then suddenly hit his cheek with both hands.
　A high-pitched sound echoes along with the sound of insects chirping wildly in the long hours of autumn.

"Ouch, I beat you a little too hard. But thank you, Set. Thanks to you, I feel refreshed. You're right. You can't look weak before you fight."
"Gruly!"

　That's right, Seto cries, but soon rubs his face against Ray again.
　The act, with a purring voice, seemed to be apologizing for his actions earlier.
　Even though he doesn't understand Seto's words, Ray, who can somehow feel the will, gently caresses his head.

"Don't worry. It's not your fault. You did it for me, didn't you? Then I wouldn't be angry."
"Grull?"

　Ray nods to Seto, who bends his head slightly, and hands him the dried meat he has taken out of the mistling.

"Gul-l-r-r-r-r-r-r!"

　Seth, who understands that it's OK to eat the dried meat, chokes joyfully, chokes the dried meat in Ray's hand, and throws it into his mouth.
　The more you chew, the richer the taste of meat spread in your mouth, and you could say that the dried meat was superb, except that it had been given to you by Ray.
　However, since it is dried meat for human use, it is naturally not enough for a set.
　As Seto leaned his head slightly, Ray again takes the dried meat out of the mistling with a smile.

"I've got a kick out of Sett today. That's my thanks."

　This dried meat is actually sold in the restaurant of the long-standing Kutei and can be a reasonably expensive thing.
　It's a very laborious alternative, using multiple spices to create a perfect environment for making dried meat with special magic items.
　Even so, for a guest who stays at a long-lasting inn, the actual situation is that it sells like hot cakes because it doesn't have to be a lot of money.
　In particular, as competitions are being held now, it is bought as a side dish for guests staying at inns, as a snack to eat at the stadium, or as a souvenir for acquaintances who know the taste of dried meat.
　Of course, Ray has made a lot of money by betting on himself in this competition.
　Fortunately, he bought up a large quantity of gold and silver with little effort -- fighting.
　They also buy stews and stews with pots and sandwiches for 100 people at the restaurant in Yuzutei.
　The cooks were initially surprised by Ray's order and refused to let it rot because it was too much to eat, but explained that time would stop in the box if Ray put it in an item box, which they actually demonstrated and accepted.
　But it was probably because Ray had previously developed a new dish when we chatted.
　It seems that udon developed in Guillem, which is also the frontier of the Kingdom of Milliana, and seafood okonomiyaki developed in the port city of Emocion were not introduced to the capital of the Westian Empire... either.Nevertheless, I judged that introducing the dish was not good enough in terms of specialties, so I asked them to cook a large amount of food on the condition that they would teach me some new food at a later date.
　That's the kind of food that Ray would have thought was bad enough to teach him how to cook, and there would have been hundreds of servings.
　I had to pay a certain amount of money as a ray for receiving a pot, pan, or large plate of food.
　... well, I didn't mean to be reluctant, since it was money I earned in the competition.
　At any rate, Ray's mistrings now contain a large amount of food, and he takes out dried meat followed by mushrooms and ak generale fried bean paste, which he shares with the seto.

"Oak General, I miss you," I think I still had some meat left."

　I muttered, and as I unfolded a list of mistrings in my mind, there was certainly a certain amount of oak general meat left.
　We consume a fair amount of oak meat when we eat outside, but we still have all the meat as a trophy when we attacked the oak village.

"Oak meat is, after all, delicious,"
"Glu".

　In Ray's murmur, Seto nods in agreement as he eats the dish divided into plates.
　The higher the rank, the more magical and flavorful the monster's meat is.
　That's why many people want to eat the meat of the dragon, which is considered the best of high-ranking monsters.

"Well, I'm sure I'd like to eat dragon meat someday." You think so, don't you?"
"Grull!"

　The immediate reply brings Ray the food in front of him to his mouth, grinning bitterly at the cash.
　The texture is close to pork, as is the meat of the oak general. However, the juices overflowing with every bite, and above all, the meat itself has a very strong taste.

(That's what it looks like to be highly compatible with pork.)

　Thinking this way, Ray and Sett spent a peaceful time alone watching the autumn moon, listening to insects.





　While Ray and Sett were having a relaxing time, Vihela, Theorem and Tiyur were about a day away from the imperial capital.
　That's not all. There are many people who have loved Vihela himself for their military strength as the third prince's group, or who switched to the third prince's group at the request of Vihela.
　Each of them came here the day after tomorrow to rescue the third prince, the true leader of the group.
　Vihela glances languidly at the moon as she watches the burning bonfire.
　Tiyur, watching it, plays the harp looking at Vihela's profile.
　There's something sad to hear from it's a melancholy tune.
　Usually, it sounds averse to demoralize the soldiers, but no one near Vihela today says such a thing.
　Well, the melancholy tone itself is the best fit for the occasion, and the ears are focused on the viola and the eyes are focused on the viola.
　The sparks of the bonfire are splashing around the Vihela, turning already fantastic beauty into something even more mysterious.
　a war maiden
　Those around them suddenly have such a common feeling when they see Vihela.
　seek, like, and enjoy battle This is a dangerous but beautiful figure of a war maiden who seems to invite her into the afterlife.
　However, Vihela's sudden gaze at the moon turns to those present.
　the commanders, each in a position to command their men
　the fellows who gathered to help one's brother
　And my comrades who will run through the battlefield together.
　I don't want to be like a civil war, but if my brother is under house arrest and there is a high possibility that he will be assassinated, there's no way I can leave him alone.

(But what do you think of Ray?)

　In the labyrinthine city of Egzil, the image of the person you met, attracted to, and fell in love with passes through your mind.
　a face that is shorter than oneself and that is hardly a woman's face At first glance, he looks very strong, but his hidden power can be described as atrocious.
　That's how Ray fights against immovable noise, the proud Rank S adventurer of the Empire of Bestia.
　Depending on the time and timing, the battle could be interrupted.

(If possible, I wish I could make things happen after the final... Ray, stay safe.)

　Vichela's profile, sighing, was not that of a war maiden, but that of a girl in love.
　though most of those present were fascinated by the face of her beloved maiden, Vihela.