Rase Armed Kingdom.
　The kingdom is located in the west of the Strain Kingdom, north of Isengard. It is said that it is a multi-ethnic nation that places an emphasis on civility and respects warfare.
　It's a multi-ethnic nation that values civility and respects the military. It's not just the beastmen, there are many different races living in the mix, but the most unusual thing about it is its national character.
　As you can tell from the fact that they call themselves the 'Martial Kingdom', the people here seek strength. It's not just about strength. They also look for strength of mind.
　To put it plainly, they respect a tough guy who is strong in body and mind.
　First of all, you have to be strong. Secondly, you must have a heart that cares about others. They are the people who believe that a sound mind resides in a sound body.
　If you don't have a golem, you are the strongest nation in the world.
　You can't live without being tough, and you can't live without being kind. If you're not tough, you don't live; if you're not kind, you don't deserve to live"?　Some detective.
　And the reason why the second prince of such a country came to our house is...

"I would like to have a sincere fight with the strongest man in the land. With your father's permission, sir.
'No, no, no, no, if you fight seriously, you'll die.　It's a second death, okay?

　When it comes to the strongest in our house, it's definitely either the Morohara sister or Uncle Takeru.
　
　But Zamberto Gal Lase, the second prince of the Lase Armed Kingdom, perhaps offended by my words, returned with a somewhat miffed tone.

He said, "With all due respect, I am still the second prince of the Lase Kingdom. It is definitely one of the five fingers in our country. I can't believe that I am that far behind. If you're not confident and want to refuse, please say so clearly.

　Hmmm, I didn't mean that. I don't know what to make of this.

He says he wants to fight, so why not let him fight?　It's what they came up with, so you can't complain about losing, right?

　Zamberto-kun's temples twitch again at Leanne's words standing next to him. That Lean guy, you know that and you're not provoking him?

"What is Prince Zanberto's main martial art?
Almost everything. Martial arts if you ask me.

　So, I guess it's my uncle Buryu. He's a 'Bushin', so he's the right man for the job.

''I'll tell you again, do you have any intention of stopping?''
'No!　There's no greater joy than fighting the strong and honing your own martial prowess!

　With a fierce smile on his face, Prince Zambert says. Before that, I wonder if it will be a fight........




''Hahaha!　He's quite a nice, dominating boy. Alright, let's take him on!

　My uncle Takeru laughs high in the training grounds north of the castle.
　Me, Else, and Ende, who are standing by the side of the training grounds, can only draw a drawn-out smile. Sister Morobane, who came forward as a judge, is grinning and smiling happily, and Leanne, who encouraged Prince Zambert, is sitting on a bench reading a book, as if it doesn't matter. Paula at her feet, though, seems thrilled.
　By the way, Prince Robert's fiancée, Celes, who is not at all interested in the game, has quickly gone to the room where Robert was brought in.
　Apparently it's the usual thing, and watching Robert's sleeping face is what gives him the most pleasure. You have a strange taste..... No, the other person also has a weird hobby, so maybe they are a perfect couple for each other.

'How long do you think you'll last?'
Well I guess it's up to the master.
I don't think he's going to take it seriously.

　As we, who couldn't for the life of me believe that my uncle Takeru would lose, were having such a conversation, the second prince of Rase turned his irritated eyes towards us. Apparently he has a pretty good ear.

'Rase style martial arts, Zamberto Gal Rase!　Let's go out there and fight!
Very well!　My name is Takeru Mochizuki!　Let's go, boy!
Are you ready?　Then start!

　The next moment when the arm of the referee, Morobane Sis, was swung down, Dong!　With a sound like "I don't know what to do", Prince Zanberto caught his uncle Wushu's elbow in his chest and blew up like a rag as he bounced to the ground.

''Ugh, wahhhhhhhhhhh...⁉︎''

　The voices of me, Else and Ende echo in the training grounds. What are you doing? What are you doing for me?
　When we rushed over to Prince Zanberto, he was foaming at the mouth and completely white eyed.

'You're going to kill me, you⁉︎'
Hahaha, if I wanted to kill you, I'd cut out your heart more properly. I'm sure you'll be fine because I've been able to add or subtract just enough to keep you from dying. The heart may have stopped a little bit, but it will wake up with a light recovery spell.

　No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, this state of affairs where you have to cast a recovery spell in the first place is a dangerous state that could kill you!
　Since we can't leave him alone for now, I applied 【Cure Heel】 and Zanberto immediately regained consciousness.

''Hah, what am I........''
'My uncle Wushu gave me a shot. Don't you remember?
Oh, my God.　I'm a one-shot guy...!

　The second prince moans in disbelief as he crawls on all fours on the ground.

''It's boring. Couldn't you have done a little more with him?
That's not going to make a difference, is it? I don't think you'll like what you see.
Again!　Let me do it again!

　Uncle Takeru, the fearless Zanberto interrupts the god-to-god conversation of his sister Morobane.

'Hm, once again. Do you have any ideas?　If it's not, it's just more of the same, right?
Unleashing the True Power of Our Dragon Newt!　Do that and you will not be so easily defeated!
"Hmmm, the true power of Dragon Newt. That's interesting. Then I'll take care of it again!

　Since both of us wanted to, we decided to start over and play again. You should have stopped........

''Haaaaaaahhhh!
"Oh?

　Something like a shimmering 'chi' rose from Zanberto's body as he prepared himself.
　The muscles in his body rose and scaly patterns appeared on the skin all over his body.

"A fighting method?
The fighting style.

　Ende and Else open their mouths as if a little surprised. It's a fighting technique that fuses magic power with a part of the body, to change the characteristics of the body according to the situation.
　The dragon race's Sonia-san's "Hajime" was also said to have been appropriated from that technique, so it wouldn't be surprising if the dragon race's Dragon Newt was able to use it as well.

I've been transformed into a fighting dragon, so that attack doesn't work on me anymore!　His strength, speed, and physical hardness are multiplied several times over!

　Zanberto barked, exuding a fierce smile.

'Then begin!'

　At the same time as Sister Morobane's voice, again, Don!　And then there was a sound, and Zanberto bounced off the ground and blew up while rubbing his cone like a rag.

''Again────────⁉︎''

　Nothing has changed!　They just showed me the same picture as before!
　We ran up to him again, blew bubbles as before and poured 【Cure Heel】 on the white-eyed Zanberto.

''Hah! Oh, what am I doing.......''
'I got hit by Uncle Wushu again. Just like before.
Oh, my God.　I, who has turned into a fighting dragon, and you're saying that I, who has turned into a fighting dragon, can do this in one shot...!

　The second prince grunts as he crawls on all fours on the ground again. I'm with you to that point.

''Kuh ... I'm losing!
"Sawdust.

　It's so unhelpful, I don't even have words to put to it. Even words like "That was close" or "That's pretty good" would be a lie.
　In these situations, I'll ask the person who fought. You're an adult. "Makes sense" or "You have potential" or something to cheer you up.

Uh ... how did he do?
This is ridiculous!

　Busted!　That's right, he didn't do anything, he didn't do anything, you know. I mean, he didn't let me.
　Looking up, Zanberto got on all fours and headed down to his uncle Wuliu and began to get down on his knees as he was.

''Oh, I'm completely defeated!　His strength, just like a god of war!　It's out of my control.　Oh, please!　Take me as your apprentice!
"No!

　Busted again!　Even if you're lying, at least pretend to think for a minute!　You're raving about it!

'You've apprenticed Ende and Else and others and he can't?
''Ende is a disciple I found, and Else is Winter Night's subordinate. In general, compared to these two, this guy is at a level that's not worth talking about. You can't teach a baby how to multiply.
'No!　Are you saying I'm lower than these guys?

　Prince Zanberto barks as he points to Ende and Else. He's not convinced that two people who seem to be his age can become his uncle Wushu's disciples and he can't.

''We can't talk about it at the stage where we can't see the strength of the other party. If you judge them based on looks and such, you'll suffer a painful counterattack one day.''

　No, no, no, no, not sometime, but I think I just ate it just now.
　Still not convinced, Prince Zambert, once again, turns his hostile gaze on Ende and the others. Hey, hey, that's not the way to go. It's not your fault that you can't become a disciple.

Well, then!　If you beat either of those two, make me your apprentice!
Okay?
'Yes!　I promise!

　Uncle Takeru's immediate response, eh?　The two of them let out a heartfelt and troublesome voice saying, "I'm sorry. I know how you feel.

''By the way, if Ende and Else both cut corners, tomorrow's training menu is a hard course.
"Geez!

　Both of their faces turn pale at Uncle Takeru's words. What kind of training do they usually make us do........

''The one who defeated that guy early instead, you can take tomorrow afternoon off.
"Shh!

　Both of their faces overflow with joy at Uncle Takeru's words. So, what kind of training do they usually make me do........
　After that, they had to see the exact same scene twice as what Uncle Wuliu did. As expected, I don't have any more impressions. Using the recovery magic is also becoming a task.
　By the way, it was Ende who got the half-day leave. Cut corners there, you bastard. You feel sorry for Else.
　Zanberto eventually offered me a hand-match, but by then it was getting tiresome, so I blew him off and gave him a rag like everyone else.
　It was here that I finally realized that this second prince was an idiot.




''Stupid ... this me ... this Dragoneut, the Dragon's Descendant, to a mere human ... people in this country are crazy. .....

　Zanberto is on all fours with a blue face, mumbling and mumbling. 'There's not a single 'mere mortal' to be exact,' he says.

'First of all, get rid of that idea that you're a dragonet or just a human being. Don't mistake pride for arrogance. After all, he's no better than a piece of dust.

　The prince of the Martial Kingdom looks up at his uncle Wushu's words. The clothes are tattered from being blown around. You can't even heal your clothes with recovery magic.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. That's what you are now. Such a man is fragile. They can be easily broken.
Ugh....
But he who admits his weakness, faces it, and climbs up to it, remembering it in his heart, is strong. You have been given that chance. It's up to you whether you live or die.
S-Sir!

　I don't know what it is, but I'm shaking with emotion, you stupid prince. I think you shouldn't take the old man's words too seriously.
　The gods are usually very generalized because of their ability. There's a good chance he's just saying a few random things.

I'm sure you're not the only one.　You didn't come here just to fight, did you?
Oh. Oh, I got a letter from your father. Here it is.

　Else shoves me and Zanberto takes out a crumpled letter from his pocket. Hey, you're supposed to give me this one first.
　The letter was unfolded and read, and it contained an announcement from the military king that the Lase military kingdom would be participating in the world conference to be held in Brunhild, as well as a request to break the nose of the second prince, who is a bit of a tenguy, if possible.
　It's like he was beaten until he was meh, rather than broken.
　Since the king himself is saying this, there shouldn't be a problem. But we are a spartan family. First of all, be strong!　I guess that's the family style.

'I now understand how weak I was. I'll take what you said to heart and continue to train even more from tomorrow. Thank you for your guidance!
'Hmm. I don't want you to be my apprentice, but when you think you're strong enough, come back. I'll break your pride again.

　A demon.
　Isn't that like the lion cub that was pushed off of the Valley of a Thousand Spirits and finally crawled back up, laughing and pushing off again?
　In the case of Uncle Wushu, though, it seems like he's throwing even more rocks and stuff into the mix.
　At any rate, it seems that Rase's Martial Kingdom will also participate in the World Congress. It's more of a party than a conference, but well, no problem.
　Hopefully the king there, called the King of War, is not an idiot like this prince.