Comfort Festival Day. Me, Alec, Ko and Kamui are on a carriage to the Coliseum.
Both me and Alec were silent in the carriage. It's a solace festival, and a national burial. For it is a ceremony to mourn the great royalty and the great knight chief, or it has become so naturally.
When we arrived at the colloquium, Mr. Yoshino was already waiting. Was it Mr. Dumball?
"Good morning. Thank you for your time today.
"Good morning. Nice to meet you today.
"Curse will take care of you.
"Puypuy."
"Gaugau"
"Then come here. Let's come with the meeting.
Ceremony flow and my turn. The 30-minute meeting was over. It was helpful to have less turns than I thought. We have another hour and a half to start.
"Alec, will you give me a knee pillow?
"Fine. Are you sleepy?"
"No, I'm kind of restless..."
"Yes. There you are.
I lay down on the couch in the reception room and waited for my turn. Alec and I were having an old story.
The clerk came to see me. Let's go.
"Then you're coming.
"Yeah, I'll show you how brave Curse is.
"Puypuy."
"Gaugau"
Leave the reception room and walk after the clerk. On arrival is the exit to the ground of the Coliseum. The royalty was in full swing.
"It's Curse. You've come a lot today. I asked for it.
"Yes. I will try to serve you well.
"Curse. Thank you for taking the time. We'll have fun later. Stay tuned.
"Thank you, my queen.
"Curse, looks like Franzwood took care of you yesterday. The one today is a bed dweller who can't even move. There was only life to make money.
"My lord Prince Wang, yesterday was my loss. It's a business belly to be deprived of Chiara, but I guess that's the prince's instrumentality, too.
That's natural because I got quite a few full armor rounds with plenty of shock penetration. I lived a lot. Good. Good.
"Ko, Kamui. It's time for Curse and the others to come out. I wonder what solace festival it will be..."
"Puy."
"Gawoo."
I'm looking at Curse from the VIP room I've used before. Sandra and the others will be here soon.
'We have waited a very long time for you. We will now host the King's Capital Defense Battle Battle Deceased Soul Festival, as well as the National Burial Ceremony. All hats off, please stand up'
"Admission of His Majesty King Glenwood Crimson Roland, as well as the warriors,"
Ah! It's Curse! Curse is walking behind His Royal Highness the King! Heh heh, I feel so uncomfortable when I cars. The royals are so powerful that they feel like they have nothing but Curse's place. Really weird magic.
"I now invite His Majesty the King to make an opening statement."
'Easy, everyone. The purpose of the day is to console the souls of the English spirits who defended the King's capital from the mighty enemies since the demon king. There is no way you can understand the grief of losing your loved ones. Because it's the same as the rest. But we are the people of Roland! Whatever the difficulties, we must take this country to the future! Excitement, everyone! Today is the departure of a new kingdom! Long live the Kingdom of Roland!
"Hooray!" "Hooray! '" Hooray!' "Hooray! '" Hooray!' "Hooray! '" Hooray!' "Hooray! '" Hooray!' "Hooray! '" Hooray!' "Hooray! …………
It's just the beginning, but suddenly it's the culmination. After all, His Majesty the King is amazing...... in an instant they made the venue one. I can't stop the noise twirling. I can't even hear Ko next door.
When the hand raised by His Majesty was unloaded, the venue turned and quieted.
"I pray for the soul of the fallen for a minute's silent prayer."
"Shut up!"
I think about those who died meditating on my eyes. In numbers, there would be an overwhelming number of deaths on the denominational side. But the students of the aristocratic school... there is nothing more comforting than the death of so many of Sol's friends... God of death and regeneration, the blessing of Lord Trilona...
"Stop!"
You've had another minute. Was Kamui also silently praying to Ko? It's great.
"Greetings from the Survivors' Representative, Mrs. Châtrise de Blanchard"
The Knights of the Kingdom, the wife of the Knights...
Curse was so sick that he took control of every denomination in Blanchard...
'My husband, Thelonious... was a clumsy man. When I was younger, it would take three times more than people to do anything, I didn't think of it as a vessel that could be a very knight length. My husband has a unique friend like that. Dear Antonius de Zematis, I am the predecessor Sir Zematis. Looks like the horses fit so well, even though they are just the same age and have different schools and identities...
But this time, my husband has committed a great failure... the seriousness that lies with the Knight Commander... what kind of patrol would it be with Lord Antonius's grandson to protect his honor? They call you the Demon King and they're afraid in the world, but I think you're a wonderful person who can't go wrong with the light weight of things. I'll lay it down. Dear Demon King Curse, thank you for protecting the honor of Thelonious. Let me take the place of greeting you with the above.
Curse! You heard that, didn't you!? I knew you weren't wrong! "Farsighted"
He looks like he's gonna cry when he cars. You're desperately crying... I'm starting to cry more...
"Master Curse de Martin was awarded the Medallion First Purple Vajra Medal for this achievement. I would now like to give you a word of greeting. Please!
Finally, Curse is here. Aren't you nervous...
The sight of the entire venue is gathering in Curse. Nobody would believe that a normal boy like that would be the Demon King if we met outside.
"Hello everyone. I'm Curse de Martin. This was a sincerely sad incident. My condolences to the victim. I'm not the only one who could solve this case. It is only with the cooperation of everyone living in the Wang capital. Let's continue to work together to set up the King's Capital!
Heh heh, a cursey greeting. The venue reacted...
"Is that the Demon King?
"You're lying, aren't you?
"You seem weak..."
"I can win that one, can't I?
"You're Zematis' grandson, aren't you?
"Hey, is that a medal in Seven Lights?
I knew this would happen. Looks like Curse too...
"Everyone! It's a solace festival, or a festival! The festival is accompanied by a pastime! I just came up with an interesting afternoon!
Oh, I'm sure this isn't planned. What does Your Majesty have in mind?
"You guys! I'm guessing you have questions about Curse's prowess? I've won the last Kingdom-I militant club! Okay, there it is! Come down if you want to challenge Curse! The challenge fee is one gold coin! If you win, I'll give you a hundred gold coins!
The venue is thrilled with this. We descend from passenger seats to the stage one after another.
"Get Curse out of this circle and we'll win! Come on, line up! You can try from whoever pays!
Curse looks troublesome. How many of them are there? You did something similar in the French capital. Your Majesty still knows that much...
Adventurer style, noble style, civilian style. Various men lose without even approaching Curse. I'm winning Wind Bullets and Wind Balls to keep you from getting hurt as much as possible. Cars are sweet even at times like this...
Oh, the back of the line got away better. You won't be returning the gold you paid for it, though.
Oops... everyone that's left has been attacked at once. Still, Curse has...