Chapter 120 - Episode Thirty-Seven - And Then The Legends (6)

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Mea and I spent about ten days preparing and traveling to the royal capital, Elkuxia.

We couldn’t get used to the urban atmosphere of the royal capital, and on the first day of our arrival in the city, I collapsed of man-sickness and Mea took care of me, so I bought a ticket for the combat tournament and decided to rest at the inn until the day of the tournament.

In the previous life, It would have been normal to ride a crowded train, but perhaps I’d been living in the elegant Marren countryside lifestyle for too long.

On the day of the combat tournament, I dragged my slightly ailing body to the arena with Mea.

At the reception desk of the arena, they were selling gambling tickets.

The tickets for the battle between Brian, Knight of the First Born Prince Alphonse, and Gaston, Knight of the Fourth Born Princess Charlotte, seemed to be the best-selling.

The multiplier was a whopping

” Gaston: 1.02x “

” Brian: 32.35x “

I didn’t expect Gaston to be so popular.

I was told that Brian was also a fairly famous knight, but he was a bit of a prideful man.

I was caught by the 32 times price tag and forgot the purpose of buying Brian’s ticket for about 50,000 gold.

If I won, it would be 1.6 million gold.

I remembered that I had come to help Gaston, and as I was looking at the tickets, scratching my head after cooling down, I was stared at by a Lomarn’s adventurer who was buying a lot of Gaston’s tickets, so I decided to leave as quickly as possible.

So far, so good, but by the time I reached the front row of the auditorium, I was wobbly with the onset of my usual man-sickness.

On either side, sweaty adventurers from the city of Lomarn were watching the opening ceremony with a twinkle in their eyes.

Gaston was the hero of the city of Lomarn.

There were plenty of Lomarn residents besides us who had splashed out a lot of money and come to the royal capital to watch.

At the end of the opening ceremony, there will be a battle between the Elite Guards Captain of the firstborn Prince Alphonse and Gaston, but honestly, I want to leave now.

“A-, are you alright, Abel?”

“I’ll somehow get through this……”

“You-, you’re face is turning blue! Can we go back to the inn now? You don’t have to work so hard for Gaston! Because that was totally deserved! S-So sorry! Step aside! Abel, Abel!”

Mea holds me by the shoulders and props me up and calls out to the people around me.

I grab the railing and somehow resist Mea’s attempts to take me out.

“It’s okay … really, it’s okay. I don’t want to go through a crowded street…… and also don’t shake me too much. I think I’m going to throw up.”

“That’s not okay! That’s right, the teleportation spell could at least get you out of here for a bit, right? Let’s get out of here using that for now. Abel, Abel, can you hear me? You look really pale, you know!?”

To be honest, my consciousness is a bit on the verge of collapse, but I manage to hold on.

“Gaston! Gaston!”

I heard the Gastoncall begin and finally realized that the opening ceremony was over.

Looking at the center of the arena, I saw a frightened Gaston facing a large man with a thick neck that looked like a ravenous beast.

It was kind of like that kind of execution method altogether.

“Gaston! Gaston!”

Since there were so many adventurers from the city of Lomarn around me, I began to be enveloped by the Gastoncall all at once.

At first, while listening to the loudness of the call, my head was giving me a headache as I listened to the voices, and I was barely able to stand with Mea supporting me.

My vision was dazzling, probably due to the heightened level of man-sickness.

“Abel! Ge-, get a grip!”

But while I was in the midst of the excitement, I was slowly getting hotter and hotter in my chest, somehow influenced by my surroundings.

Strangely enough, it’s not uncomfortable. Rather, it’s pleasant and makes my head feel fuzzy.

“Gaston! Gaston!”

The nausea and headache quickly receded, leaving me with impaired judgment.

“Gaston! Gaston!”

I thought I could hear cheering from the immediate vicinity, and soon after, I realized that the voice was my own.

I was in a daze and in sync with my surroundings, arms raised in the air, cheering for Gaston.

This feels good.

Every time I shouted Gaston’s name, I felt scuffed.

A sensation that blows away the headache and discomfort and instead produces more and more narcotics in my brain.

It’s been creepy why everyone has been flattering Gaston like that, but after screaming it myself, I finally understand.

I had no idea how good it felt to let something so mighty dictate my thoughts, values, and decisions.

Maybe it’s just that, for once, I’m a little easy to be swept away by my surroundings.

“Gaston! Gaston!”

“A-Abel?”

“What’s up? Here, Mea should cheer too, quickly. Gaston-san is about to fight.”

“Ga-, Gaston-san!? N, no, but……”

Mea begins to cringe nervously.

“Yes, yes, missy! You’re one of Lomarn’s adventurers too! Hurry up and cheer for Gaston-san!”

The adventurer standing beside me interrupted.

“…… Ga-, Gaston.”

“You’re voice is too low!”

I say, and Mea’s mouth stiffens, as if she’s ready or desperate.

“Gaston!”

“Yes, that’s it! That’s the spirit! Gaston!”

“Gaston! Gaston!”

The game started and Gaston stumbled sluggishly and ran to the big man, Brian.

Watching him, I continued to call Gaston, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

At that moment, Brian let out a roar so loud it was hard to believe he was human.

Feeling the killing intent, I instinctively stood up and readied my staff.

Some of the adventurers around me had their hands on their sword sheaths, as did I, and some were tipped over.

After looking around at them, I finally calmed down.

“Ah, Gaston……”

Gaston, who had caught Brian’s roar from the front, was unconscious as he stood on his knees.

A trickle of water was dripping from the gap in his armor at his crotch.

He probably leaked from fear.

I knew it was completely too late.

I secretly tucked my wand into my pocket.

“Gaston! Gaston! Gaston…… isn’t that kind of weird?”

The Gastoncall in the surrounding changed into commotion with no unity.

“…… Abel, let’s go home.”

Mea gently squeezed my hand.

“………… yeah, I guess so.”

I faced towards Gaston, who stood unconscious imposingly, and gently cut a cross into the air.

“Forgive me, the spirits of our Marren ancestors”

“What’s wrong?”

“…… in my home town, most things are forgiven when you do this.”

I and Mea quietly left the crowded auditorium, which was filled with groans.

Nothing good would come from staying here any longer. Let’s go home.

I don’t even feel like redeeming the 1.6 million gold vouchers I won for Brian’s victory at the receptionist. No, I’ll do it just in case.

I saw the other knight’s lord…… Prince Alphonse standing up from his seat with his arms raised in excitement and joy.

I looked at it and realized once again that the game was over.

I looked at Gaston one last time and noticed that Gaston’s opponent, Brian, was staring at me.

I checked behind me and didn’t find anything in particular.

I paid no further attention and began to walk quietly through the crowd to the arena’s reception area.

Prince Alphonse rejoicing at the sight of Gaston’s incontinence.

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