426 66. Reception of a children's militant association in Kokuto

Pyro day, early morning. It's a refreshing wake like the morning sun. Alec is still asleep. An unprotected sleeping face stirs up inferiority, a totally bad kid.

Sometimes I think I'll take a bath in the morning. Clean yourself up before the showdown. Never alone in the bath, to quell the majesty of the morning (Morning Glory).

By the time I got out of the bath, Alec was already awake and on the table.

"Morning. I missed you because you weren't lying down when I woke up.

"Puypuy."

"Good morning, boy.

"Oh dear. Sorry, I've been taking a bath since I saw your pretty sleeping face.

"Eat well and do your best today. I'll go back for you, too.

"Thanks. I'm counting on it.

Then I finish my meal and head to the coliseum with Alec, who finished dressing up. It's a battlefield on the outskirts of the territorial capital. They used to have slave-to-slave fights and slave-to-demon spectacles here. You think I've only used it for about a few events a month lately? They're going in about 5,000 people. Since the population of the territorial capital seems to be 60,000, it can be said that it is quite large. I can often use it for children's events. It still seemed right to ask Damien.

We arrived at the scene in a carriage. There was already a large crowd there, ranging from reception, warm-up and eating and drinking in the stalls.

"Then I'll go to Master Damien's. Good luck with that.

"Oh, I'll take you on your way. I just can't let you walk in here alone. Well, then, Ko, please, Alec!

"Puypuy."

Hand Alec over to the receptionist. This will do. Alec gently mouthed me on the cheek before walking inside.

I'll finish the reception, too. Fill out the application form and submit it together with one piece of gold coin.

"Rules, rules confirmed, right?

"Yes. No problem.

"Then I will." "Contract"

Oh, I got contract magic. It's going to be a fair tournament.

The reception ends at nine o'clock. We still have time. I had breakfast earlier, but I think I'll take a tour of the stall.

"Hey boy! I brought it!

It's Rosso from Walkley, yesterday's armor store.

"Oh, thank you. Which one?"

That was like a white supporter. It looks shoddy.

"It's your boy's shirt, but it's blade proof, right? So this guy is for shock versus impact. You can't break a bone like a hammer.

That's amazing!

"Because of that. I'll put it on, so hit him.

"Okay, I'm coming.

Hit Rosso's upper arm hard with a tiger thoroughfare!

"Ouch! Oh, my God, that! It's not just a wooden knife! Well, no, the bones aren't broken.

This is amazing. I didn't know your bones weren't broken with that. You made a good purchase.

"And then this too. It's for the tibia. Roll it up.

The tibia is fine because there are trousers, but not out of the way because they are thin. Looks like I made a good purchase.

"Shut up, it's eighty-two pieces of gold. Can you pay?"

"Naturally. See."

Give it in cash. A little heavy?

"Every time. Can you give it to me?

Hehe, the defense got even harder.

Now let's eat something.

"" Mr. Curse!

"Ah, Serge, to you, Mr. Steed! He said he came yesterday. Thanks for taking the time!

"I was surprised to hear rumors in the city. Alex said it was a prize.

"I asked Mr. Eileen, too. I also heard you don't have to worry.

"No, there are too many men flocking to Alec. You asked Damien to hold it, didn't you?

"I can't believe you did that for Alex. She's a happy woman.

"By the way, me and Mr. Eileen will be joining you.

Oh, my God!

"Really? Are you okay? It's quite a distance away though.

"Yeah, I thought maybe I could play against you, Curse. Looks the same to me, Mr. Eileen.

"Mr. Steed, cheating isn't good, is it? I'm gonna tell Sandra, right?

"No, no, Serge, you're not, are you? I told you about Mr. Eileen!

Ha, that's fun in the morning.

Because I beat you before this, Steed, and I'm not gonna beat you today. Steed, if it's you, Alec won't give it to you!

It's about nine o'clock. Participants are starting to get inside. Let's go too. I couldn't eat street food after all.