Isekai Trip no Wakiyaku datta Ken

"Oh, it's nice to move your body after all. Karate psycho!"

And I said, spinning my arms.

"Mr. Zelalk, let's do some sword practice."

"If you want to, I'll tell you, but no matter what you think, you won't need it. You'll rip everything apart with your bare hands."

"That's not true! I'd like to try the sword, too, with the difference between volleyball and basketball fun."

To my analogy, of course, Mr. Zelalk twisted his neck.

"Besides, it would be useful to have a sword when attacking disgusting people who really don't want to touch you."

Apparently, this one made you understand.

The Knights pulled through what was just a pile growing from the ground and a training doll loaned to them, and gave way to "Sparn, use this place as you please" in the middle of the training ground.

No, that's not my name!

So the atmosphere of the training ground was restored, and I learned from Mr. Zeralk the basics of the handling of the sword, and then I made a punch in, and in the morning I improved to the point where I could normally meet with Mr. Zeralk.

Phew, I didn't mess with Dada about Chamberlain!

How many knives have you crushed sold in souvenir corners around the country?

My parents laughing at my sister, who loves the plain chunks of stone I bought on the trip, and my sister, who even seeks a knife, without any doubt, "It's good to buy a good souvenir," now I think it was great.

"Well, that's a good arm."

When I wiped the sweat in my eyes, Mr. Zelalk, who was similarly sweaty, said:

"It's a light sword if the shelter isn't working, but it moves fast and comes for the steeple precisely. It's a pretty tough opponent if you're an enemy."

"Want to put some protection on it?

We have laid our swords again, this time activating the protection of God.

"... uh, I knew this was against the rules"

I said, with the blade of a sword crushed on Mr. Zelalk's neck in an instant.

"Right. It won't be long, Sparne."

"Yeah."

I lowered my sword.

"I didn't know Mityl's mouth would give him protection so far. Well, I see Mityl's been made an important figure in the world.... while! Sweaty."

"That's it for today, let's take a bath in the water"

After all, Mr. Zelalk, whose clothes were chipped by sweat, took off his shirt.

"Wow!"

Suddenly the man in front of me was half-naked, so I was upset and turned away.

"Don't take it off suddenly! In the eyes of the lady... in my country, I don't show my skin in public... Ugh."

When I realize it, the other knights are half-naked, saying, "It's time to go up -" "Over there -" "You're ready for dinner" and so on.

This is why sports club yarrow is in trouble!

You peel it off easily!

"Maybe Ayame is a hard-to-muscle species."

Mr. Zelalk said, sparing no effort to expose the mummy body that stood hot.

"But don't worry about it. Small and luxurious, but Ayame is strong, and cute, but... cute, but cute."

"Ahokusa"

Mr. Keel goes in.

"Well, at best, practice spitting sweet words at your ayamese opponents. Get ready for the real thing."

Really? Does Mr. Zelalk take his princess as his wife?

Ugh, my chest stings.

Something like "I'm busy with wasting eagles" or "Don't get your hands on my wasting eagles" makes me feel that way.

Lunch surrounded the table with all the royals instead of the rapport. Lucia, the wife of the First Prince, once again means that she is too busy on official business to be late.

You sound like a career woman from another world.

The topic that came up there is still the "Training Puppet Massacre" I showed at the workout...... "Puppet Fragmentation Incident"...... um, it's going to be a really tragic title! Anyway, it became about the results of my arms test and the unruly Harriston youth.

"And I hear Ayame's two names have become 'Sparn'."

Mr Keel, who replaced the cake after the meal, gave the unfortunate results.

"I don't like those two names."

Not at all reluctant even in front of the royal family of the Graciad country, I complained as I gave a chunk of cake to the fork.

"Change it to something better."

Like "The Wind Champion"! Because of that, I like the one that just gets excited to hear it.

"But I've settled among the knights."

Wow, that's not cool.

"Some people say 'great Sparn', so don't hit your hands around it. Wrong drop, in the case of ayames, it looked a little too shocking, so I think two more awesome names would be named..." The Grinding Weird God "..." The Beautiful Boy in Pieces "or" The Slaughter Doll ""

That's worse.

Disappointed, I also said, "Take your place!" and gave him a second replacement, and he got another piece of cake. I'm hungry because I exercised.

"Oh, yeah."

Eating the cake, I turned my left palm to Mr. Zelalk and Mr. Keel and said, "This is it." Mr. Keel took it and said, "Uh, it".

"I have a report for you regarding the revelation of His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Zelarc."

"... declare..."

The king, who seems to be utterly discredited towards his son, said in a small voice, I took off my gloves and showed him the poor seven-colored flowers that bloom in my palm. As soon as possible, the royal royalty uttered a strange voice, "Grr".

"What I'm seeing right now... is it still... Eureiral's, flowers,?

"That's what I'm asking."

I couldn't wait to say it, and it felt a little 'heh'.

"So... I gave that flower to Lord Ayame, after all... my son Zelalk... so are you sure?

"Make no mistake."

"Ze... Zeralk..."

"Father, don't get me wrong!

Unfortunately, this one said to my father, King, who had become a little smaller looking, and Mr. Zelalk, who looked big when he put his chest up.

"I wholeheartedly love Ayame for saying 'Peace Graciad' to me, the dying one I just met, and for sparing no effort in using secret drugs, saving my life and letting me save my country. And I want to give this life as a knight of Ayame's protection. This Eureiral flower is my vow."

"Oh, I see. Is that what this is about..."

"Zelalk, it's fine."

Your parents said to reassure you, and besides, Carol said, "You're a knight of Ayame's protection? My uncle and Ayame... they seem kind of forbidden... nice..." he muttered.

Oh, Carol, come on!

That's a little rotten!

"And Zelalk insists... that he be the knight of Ayame's protection"

"I intend to offer the knight's sword to Ayame. Your Majesty, I beg your pardon for offering the sword of Zelalk Ashley Graciad to Ayame."

"That means"

Together, he gives a complex expression: "Ooh..."

Yes?

With Doyuko?

Mr. Keel explained to me that I was pompous, unable to see a single story.

"A knight who has given his sword takes an oath to spend the rest of his life alone. Ayame is a man, so you can't marry Zelalk, can you?

"... that if I were a woman, I would have been married to me?

"Yes, so Zelarc has officially refused to marry the princess of Keshtail."

Man... are you serious?

But that's not good, is it?

"Mr. Zeralk, shall we calm down? You did agree to marry the princess of Kestelle yesterday, didn't you?

"I have not consented to the marriage"

"Huh? But you said you'd do your job, didn't you? He said I would live a life I could be proud of."

"Oh, I said. As royalty of this country, I protect the people of this country."

"Bye."

"I didn't say a word that the method was political marriage."

What's that supposed to mean?

"Ayame, I give my life to Ayame, right? You think a man like that could marry a woman, build a family, make his wife happy?

"Ah... that's..."

"Eureiral is blooming with your hands. No one can overturn that truth."

I compared Mr. Zelalk's face to the beautiful, translucent flowers blooming in the palm of my hand as I covered my mouth.

"Well, forbidden love? Here's one thing, your father's power to make same-sex marriage laws... and you two take eternal vows... beautiful, pure love."

A pretty princess held both cheeks in her palm and said, "Come ♡".

So, Carol, that route is Akan Yuru!

"I..."

The door was knocked hard when Mr. Zeralk was about to say something.

"Excuse me! Oh, my God!

It was Lucia, busy on official business, who jumped in. But he's shaking his hair, making his face stick.

"Princess Sharon of Keshtail Country is already on her way here to put her in!

"What!? You said you haven't responded to the Kestelle Country yet!

"In addition, the Conditional Writing for Marriage has arrived"

"Lucia, come here"

Mr. Lino Alto, the First Prince, received the documents. And I ran my eyes and distorted my face.

"What!? As a conjugate, he says he's ceding mining rights to the State of Keshtail!?"

"... that's Keshtail country, you're dirty"

Mr Keel said.

At that time.

Go away! And it sounded tremendous.

"No way, enemy attack!?"

Together, they all stood up, and when Mr. Zeralk opened the door, this time a grand man with silver hair jumped in.

"Sire!"

"Karstek! Lord Ayame, this is Karstek the Chancellor..."

"I apologize for your disrespect. I was in the process of sending a protégé to the Esterian State over the Temple, but a mighty magic worked and forced my protégé to be pulled and extinguished, and now this protégé was sent to the Temple. Fortunately, there are no injuries."

Cancer......

The Chancellor, Mr. Calstek, offered a piece of paper.

"In exotic language, we cannot decipher"

"Ah, that's Japanese..."

There, it was written in big letters.

'I'll be right over there, so wait!

Michil, you used Piet's power to tap your letter from Esteria into Graciad!