Episode 43: We're going to duel the Brave King.
"Let's just calm down"
The magic of purification made me feel better, and the misery on the bed wasn't clean and refreshing, so I cut it out.
I change into plain clothes, and Princess Tinava has Marl's clothes and underwear in storage. Marl is a lot more important than what he wore last night, but he's a princess cute outfit. Flam is... military uniform? No, is it the one with the knightly clothes?
That's some pissy and cool clothes. The chest area is pitch-pitched. Thank you very much.
"Right. Look, Tina, come here, too."
"Oh, yeah......"
Princess Tinava, forced by Marl and Flam to change for two at the bed, moves to the couch I'm sitting on while the two of us support her.
Flam next to me, Marr and Princess Tinava took their seats across the street. They are still quite similar when lined up like this. Will Marl be slightly taller? Of course, hair length, eye area and details are quite different.
"Well, about this one,"
That's what Marl said. He stared at me with his jitsy eyes. I take that gaze head-on.
"Do you have anything to say? Mr. Tysi."
"There is no excuse. It is true that you have done so. However, I apologize deeply to Princess Tinava when it comes to mistakenly holding Princess Tinava with Mar. I wouldn't have been able to resist him. I'm so sorry."
Keep your head down deep.
"I would like to take responsibility as far as I can. I don't care if they tell me to give my neck to a boulder or if it's your life. Well, I guess it's as planned."
Princess Tinava trembled in my words. Marl sighs deeply when he sees it. When I looked beside him, Flam also had a bitter look on his face.
Even Boulder doesn't think this situation happened by chance with a pile of bad luck and trouble. Because this situation can never arise unless Princess Tinava herself intends to create it.
She'll know more about this castle than I do, and there's no way she could go wrong with her room and the one I'm resting in.
She visited this room last night of her own free will.
"Perhaps your mom and brother are guru. My mom took my dad out, your brother gave Mr. Tysi a drink, and he stopped me and Mr. Flam. Tina must have been asked by her mom to visit Tysi's room while her brother was stalling me and Fram."
Princess Tinava was just leaning over Marr's words, making her little body even smaller. Marr graciously holds Princess Tinava's shoulder like that.
"Tina, nothing. I'm not angry with Tina, and I'm not going to blame you. And I can also say that I was the one who created this situation."
Marl grins bitterly as he strokes Princess Tinava's head with tender gestures. What the hell does that mean?
"Uh, Mr. Tysi, do you remember? Why I ran away from home"
"Mmm, to the prince of my neighbor for sure... ah"
Here I finally thought of "Princess Tinava's Motivation". You did talk about Marr being a good-looking neighbor's prince who was going to be his daughter-in-law, but a bad personality lady. Marr seems to hate that prince like a snake scorpion, but Princess Tinava must be the same there.
That's why you told me? I suppose. Marl said he was in love at first sight or something, and because he's a sister, he has similar preferences? How I like it.
It's predictable what Mr. Il and Albert think. You want to take me into the kingdom of Misclonia. I don't know if Marr is enough, but I'm actually giving priority to the kingdom of Calendyl in this flood. At least I did not rush to the Kingdom of Misscronia immediately after healing the great flood in the Kingdom of Calendyl.
Hmm? No, wait a minute, okay? Given the average speed of travel in this world, you must be arriving fast enough. Is this a little different then?
But it won't be that far from what I expected. I think it's called a nearpin.
"But hey, okay with this. Various."
"As far as I'm concerned, I don't mind. Tina is my little sister."
"But you were trying to sell that pretty little sister to the prince of your neighbor."
"I just forgot about those old days! Ahhh!? Oh, it hurts, Tina!
Princess Tinava, who bashes herself in tears with a refreshingly worn out mare. It is the sight of a smiling sisterly quarrel.
"Me and Lady Marr won't blink where there's one or two more women in the same position. From a standpoint, I thought your husband was too modest."
Put your hands on my lap and Flam smiles. You're healthy against the cool beauty look, this kid.
Thank you, and thank Fram before I turn my attention to the two princesses who are rolling out a sisterly catfight. Princess Tinava also seems to have fought well, but Catfight seems to have been controlled by Marr as to whether the level difference said things to the boulders.
Or you're blushing and fuzzing. Marl, you used the Orihara magic.
"Phew. Anyway, it's the result of all kinds of thoughts intertwined, isn't it? Tina didn't want to marry the Kingdom of Geppelus, and perhaps your brother didn't want Tina to marry the Kingdom of Geppelus. Because your brother doesn't like that guy from Geppelus to death either." He's going to be my brother-in-law, and he's going to have hair. "
"How much do they hate you, prince of your neighbor?"
"It would be nice if you were just an idiot. Except for my bad personality and femininity, I'm excellent. It's unconfirmed, but there are rumors of bravery."
"Wow, that would be a bad idea if I got resented."
"Mr. Taisi would be fine. It's down with one fingertip."
I'll do something about it at the end of the century. Well, I'm not going to get hit easy.
Then it looks like you should also train for the fight against the brave. They have three brave men in this country, including the old man, and let's see the fold and hope for a match. I don't have to ask around the old man, but he's going to come at me with pleasure.
"Are you a mom later...... I suppose your mom also simply means she wants to take Mr. Tysi into the kingdom of Misclonia, but she's after something in the beginning. Right. Of course your brother's conspiring."
"Don't you know that much about the boulder marl?"
"You lack information. I have just returned to the kingdom of Misclonia, and there is too little judgment material. For now, this will make you a little noisy with nobles close to the Kingdom of Geppelus, and other factions will start making noise, so you'll be making noise a little bit from now on!
"We have to fight for power! I just want unexplored land!
I laugh at Marl, and my heart looks rainy on the back. Shall I pull into the spider already? Take Thorne and the others with you for a comfortable pioneering life in the depths of those woods.
Wouldn't that work? You can't, I knew it would be a hassle later if I didn't keep Kelli on exactly, and most importantly, it was something I could have expected at a time when I was determined to daughter-in-law Marr.
But when it comes down to it, let's get everyone out of here. Yeah, just because there's an escape route doesn't make me feel like I can afford it.
"Well, shall we get back to business? Mr. Tysi?
Marl looked big for a moment with a grin on his face. I have little more to say to you to get back to the point.
"Like I said, there's no excuse. I'm rude to Marr when it comes to thinking it was Marr and holding him, and I was rude to Princess Tinava. Especially since Princess Tinava was the first... I'll do anything I can to make amends."
"Isn't it a promise to make excuses while there's a wolf? Or do you really think it's bad?
"You bet... you must have worked iniquity, even though you were mistaken. I don't think I can apologize to Marl and Flam. I'm sorry."
I bow my head deep each to Marl sitting face-to-face with the flam sitting next to me. And then turn again to Princess Tinava.
"I think I'm really sorry about holding Princess Tinava by mistake as Marr. I didn't recognize your personality, I just devoured that body. It's an act tantamount to rape. I'm sorry."
And finally, turn back to Marr.
"I honestly can't forgive myself for making mistakes with Marl and the other women. I'm so sorry. I'll make amends, I'll take care of it."
Silence dominates the place. Marl thought about it for a while and opened his mouth.
"I moan, but you have no choice... from Mr. Fram?
"In the first place, your husband was a big deal on this one... but it would not have been possible if we, the wives, had stood around better. I was wondering if I could unilaterally blame your husband."
Wife, the flam that makes her face red in the part is adorable.
"Isn't that right... as long as I'm back in Mr. Tysi's room properly last night"
Ha, and sighed, and Marl dropped his shoulder deeply. And right up my face. The face is as clear as it blew everything off.
"I understand very well that Mr. Tysi is reflecting on me! But I think iniquity needs punishment! So when I calm down, I'll have Tysi set up a day for me and Fram to listen to everything they say for a whole day each! That's good, right?
"Okay."
A very gentle punishment, but apparently that forgives me. Mr. Marr. Seriously, angel. Awesome, I admire it.
"Nevertheless, Mr. Taishi always lost his identity when he was first born."
"Wait, I guess it's because you guys had a whole outfit when it came to you and Princess Tinava, anyway, when it came to Flam. I resolutely protest against that phrase."
Marl turns a blind eye to my protest.
Or if you eat it, you win, and I think you're wrong about the sex education of the Misscronian royal family, which is going through the carnivorous system to become a beast system. The mastermind would naturally be that man.
"Hmm, it's usually a good day's date, but there's also quite a build-up of pills you haven't experimented with,"
"Stop!? You're going to experiment with me again!? Like an experimental animal! Like an experimental animal!
For some reason, the poison resistance to Marl's medicine does not work. Is it because the drug effect is mattomo even though it tastes like hell? Cowaii!
"Um, Mr. Tysi. I'm a bummer, thank you."
As she fought the tragedy she would visit herself, Princess Tinava, who had kept her silence until now, has said so and bowed her head. I'll imitate it and bow my head.
"No, it's nice to meet you"
So I lived happily ever after with three beautiful daughters-in-law.
"Me, Omae, Colos. Okay?"
No matter how cheap the happy ending ended, it was quickly exposed depending on what was going on at the breakfast table.
As a result, I would be made king of the Kingdom of Misscronia and would be challenged to a duel by Elvin-Blan-Misscronia, the father of Princess Mar and Tinava, and I was in the middle of a facility like the Arena built near the Royal Castle to confront him.
The arena audience is full.
Because a proclamator released by the hands of 'a man' throughout the city had announced to a large extent that 'His Majesty King Elvin and the brave Tysi, two fathers and brave kings, will be dueling by betting on both the first and second princesses'.
"How did this happen..."
"Tysikun, don't lose."
The mastermind is backing me with a smile. This lady, at breakfast.
"I worked really hard yesterday. Is it too soon to see my grandson's face? Hey, Tysi, you, Tina?
He exposed the footage of me and Princess Tinava, intertwined with where he was stealing it as he said the bomb statement. In the breakfast setting.
Albert laughed refreshingly, Princess Tinava ran away with her face bright red and crying, Marr took refuge in the corner of the room properly and Elvin's old man jumped at me with an odd voice.
Flam? My old man flipped a breakfast eyeball grill piled on over my head and I was in tears. She may have an unfortunate attribute.
Nevertheless, given the time it takes to prepare for all sorts of things, I can only assume that preparations have been under way since before I arrived in the Wang capital Kron. That means we were rolled over Mr. Il's palm from start to finish.
"Can you afford to think about me before I pull out my sword?
Hushlululululu, and Elvin comes awesome as he spits out of his mouth something he doesn't know if it's hot air or dark fighting. I feel like the king's piercing locks or hegemony is coming through the billies, but that can't even work for me.
Or it is this old man who is most rolled over Mr. Il's palm this time.
Name: Elvin-Blan-Miscronia
Level: 45
Skills: Swordsmanship 5 Fighting 3 Bow 3 Wind Magic 4 Light Magic 3 Magic 4 Body Enhancement 3 Riding 3 Courtesy 1 Negotiation 2 Danger Sensing 1 Sign Sensing 2 Cooking 2 Royal Charisma (Wei)
Title: Swordsman Sorcerer Expected Star Misclonian Kingdom Knight Brave Knight Misclonian Kingdom Kingsguard Knight Sword Sacred Wind Brave True Brave Demon King Killer Decapitated Regiment Down Down Sword God Foam Contractor Reverse Ball Fear Wife Home Heroes of Salvation Trouble Parent Fool Shura NEW! King of the kingdom of miscronia
Prize Punishment: none
I know it's the royal charisma (prestige) that's coming to the billies right now, but it's called swordsmanship 5. It just looks like a nasty one.
You should never take it when you think about it in conjunction with titles like Slasher Down or Sword God, this is it. Looks like you should keep in mind yesterday's array was still on the loose.
"Don't be so angry, Father-in-law. We're convinced of each other."
"You don't have the strength to call me your stepfather! I'm gonna slap you here, slay you, slay you for that reason. Wow!
Elvin comes packing his time as he crushes the ground at his feet. The sword in your hand contains just dazzling magic, and when you hit that one directly, it's unlikely to leave blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
If we hit it, we'll talk about it.
Elvin's unleashed slaughter was relentlessly amputating the space I was in until a moment ago. The magic put into slashing crushes the earth, and the slashing flash breaks the ground for more than ten meters.
I'm totally willing to kill you.
"Metastatic magic!
"Your Answer"
I earned a distance to the corner of the arena with a short-range transfer. I take the divine silver stick out of storage and set it up. Looks like he's willing to kill me over there, but I can't kill him by mistake. Then a divine silver stick would be more appropriate as a weapon choice than a bonded sword with excessive power.
I don't want to close in on my swordsmanship 5 + opponent, but if I do, this one with a longer reach is more advantageous. Magic amplification is inferior to junction swords, but robustness as a weapon is up here.
"Melee's going to suck, let me be thorough with the rangers"
"You! You're a coward!
"Is there cowardice or crap in the battle? I mean, you're just an idiot to fight on their mound."
Waving the Divine Silver Stick while concentrating his magic, the ground around me was extensively decided. The dust and sand blown from the determined ground shapes countless spears in the air.
Soil Magic A magic called Soil Spear Storm Dance acquired at level 4.
I can't kill him, so I'm not sharp on the tip. So it's more of a stick than a spear to be exact.
That number, preferably exceeds a hundred.
"Please don't die, okay?
I chose this magic for two reasons.
The first is that it is relatively easy to use. And the other is that it's a mass bullet.
The wind magic that Elvin is mastering at a high level has a windshield that I love to use too. It prevents some flying tools and magic, as well as handsome magic that reduces air resistance during acceleration.
But this magic, it would be nice to have an arrow, but it is not suitable to defend a flying object with a large mass. Easily pierced by wind barriers.
When it comes to countering high-mass attacks with wind magic, the only thing left to do is to offset them with attack magic, but wind magic never produces a lot of kinematic energy on the other hand that is superior to speed and concealment.
If the wind magic converges at one point, it can have a hell of a lot of kinetic energy and penetration, but the minutes are still poor for surface control and saturation attacks by countless earth spears.
And the amount of magic, the output, is far above me.
"Javelin Storm!"
A spear of dirt arrived at Elvin in unison. Originally, every single one of them is a power that can easily crush the head of a troll, but this time it's considerably less powerful.
Still, one or two bones can be broken if the hit is bad.
"Nooooooooo! Seven dust to extinguish teeth!
The old man will be the feather of licking the ground without the art of exchange. That's what I thought.
But an incredible sight occurred in front of me.
How dare this man start slaughtering the spear of dirt that arrives screaming the name of a medium-two move with an unstoppable sword speed in his eyes. I can see Elvin's old man's sword multiplying at too much speed.
"Seriously... the name of the sword brave isn't Dada"
Shot down all the dirt spears, I was honestly surprised, clapping with the Divine Silver Stick aside and showing awe to Elvin.
I can't shoot down an array with just pure sword moves. I think about half of it would be a good place.
The boulder is Elvin-Blan-Miscronia, who has become the brave man of the sword and the brave king. The Doya face is also a convincing sword.
"To this extent? To this extent, do as you please, daughters."
"Do you want to go up one gear? Let's double the number."
"... eh"
Elvin, who was good at it, gives a distracted look, but I don't mind using eight times as much magic as I did earlier to activate a dirt spear storm dance.
Deeper than earlier, the dirt and sand bounce wide and fly.
"Multiplier Don, More Double"
Twice as many dirt spears start floating around me.
That number, two hundred. Then the density of the earth spear itself has also increased significantly more than earlier.
"Oh, because it's twice as fast and hard"
"... oh, I'm not gonna lose. Ooh!
"Ooh, come on. Double it next time."
Earthspears mess up, and Elvin, turned into a sword ghost, intercepts it. Wind magic releases countless fierce winds as you wave your sword at super high speeds, shooting down the dirt spear that kills you. I don't even seem to have time to scream the middle two moves names.
And unfortunately, my magic hasn't diminished by a quarter yet. Elvin is already full, no matter what he thinks.
"Good arm, you're inspiring. But it's pointless."
I'm sorry you stopped and intercepted me first. Already around the old man is full of dirt and sand, the end of slashed dirt spears. Even if I try to set up a manoeuvre with my feet now, they will really take my legs and make a gap.
In that case, the end of a roll, if you eat a blow at this barrage density, all you have to do is just be targeted. Then Elvin's old man would have one way to live, and he'd only be able to carry it on the spot until my magic ran out.
I'll say it again because it's important, but at the moment I haven't used up a quarter of my total magic power. It is almost packed.
"Ugh!? Shit. Ahhh! Uhhhh!?
Elvin eats a super-fast dirt spear all over his body and dances through the universe, unable to intercept the dirt spear when the simultaneous firing count reaches 800.
Countless more earthspears struck Elvin in the air as he blew away in a beautiful hit pose alongside a comic strip that burned a small universe. It is no longer just a sandback.
From the middle of the road, I just pushed him into enough power to bounce off. How sweet of me.
Dosha, and Elvin unnecessarily pierces his head through a soft pile of dirt, the fruit of a dirt spear, making a noise. You wouldn't be dead because your legs are freaking out.
"Huh, I won"
Meeting in the melee would not have spared the struggle. Perhaps I should have defeated Elvin's old man in the melee if I followed the beauty and format.
But I say no.
My life and, above all, my marriage to Princess Marr and Tinava are at stake. No compromise, no alarm, no chronic mind.
"I magically defeated the King of the Brave..."
"A demon king..."
"Demon King." "Demon King!" "Maoooooo!
"" "" "Demon King! Demon King! Demon King!
It is an avid Demon King Cole. Why is the Demon King calling... I can't solve it.
Having said that, shall I respond to something because I'm cheering for the corner?
"Ha ha! Old man, don't be afraid! As promised, the treasure of the kingdom of Misclonia, these two beautiful princesses will receive me, Tysi-Mituba!
Declare so and put up the Divine Silver Stick, and stand up a giant firepillar with the explosion behind me. Screaming and cheering enthusiasm rocked the arena.
Demon King Tysi-Mituba, it was the moment of the blast.
"So, what are you going to do? We've all been recognized as demon kings among the people, haven't we? Fortunately, few people seem to complain of hatred and exclusion because of fear and respect."
"Reflect"
"Are you really reflecting?
"I got caught up in it. Now I'm reflecting."
Back at the castle I was being preached by Marr when I was forced to sit on the floor. By the way, a short distance away, Mr. Il and First Prince Albert are preached by Princess Tinava in the same way as I am.
Apparently, he's been scolded so tightly about the hidden footage of the example.
Is that a magical object called a recording crystal, a substitute for recording a whole day's worth of footage once activated?
The recording crystal, where my first night and Princess Tinava's were housed, was recovered by Princess Tinava and is now in her hands.
Of course there's no way that Mr. Il hasn't taken the backup, and I actually get one copy, too. Naturally, it's a secret to Princess Tinava.
We'll take our time watching it somewhere next time.
"It's okay. Okay, on the contrary, if you're so scared, fewer people are going to take a weird little bite out of you, and you have nothing to worry about."
"Do it yourself, but if a king who is superior to martial arts gets bogged down by me, then the king's authority will be lost. And politically, it's okay for me to let one of you marry two princesses?
"That's a risk, of course. But, Tysi, you're gonna help me, right?
Mr. Il grinning. I think I see an illusion of the young man behind me poking a knife in my throat.
Of course I nodded silently.
"Of course, if you can hold on to the consideration."
"What about that?
Mr. Il's gaze turns to Marr. Marl nods at me.
Apparently, the story goes through.
"Well, it's a little bit of a problem that your husband, Tysi, is a civilian with no titles or anything because he's going to have two princesses to marry. In the meantime, I'll give you the Viscount. Luckily, Tysi, you've already raised enough 'medals', haven't you?
You must be referring to sweeping the demons near Lümail.
"As Viscount Mitzvah, I'll give you the forest zone of your desired border. For once, that forest is the territory of Baron Viktor, who reigns over Lhmer. - Well, it doesn't look like he's developing anything else."
"No, but that's why you're unhappy when you take up territory."
"Well, I'm not trying."
Pa, and Il laughing. You're not willing to follow me, dude.
"It's okay, Tysi. You have Marchant, Tina. I can handle it."
"For once, Mr. Taishi is better up there, he's a brave man and demon king, and there's me and Tina, who are princesses. I don't know what to do!"
Thanks for the super optimistic feedback on all the mothers and daughters.
Well, there's authority, and I think I can handle it if you two say so, Marr and Il. I want to get along with Ljumair, and Ljumair has a flavour if I'm going to make a way to connect the kingdoms of Calendil and Misclonia. You may not like it at first, but you will eventually have a good relationship.
I want to think.
"But there will still be people making noise - so, Tysi, I'll get you to work in a burly way. You don't work like a carriage horse, do you?
Mr. Il smiles without saying yes or no. Outreach This guy may not have been amused that his husband got bummed out either.
But I don't apologize. Absolutely.
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