On the day before the Night Festival… the folks gathering in Vintalia were paying attention to the special stage.

"Nobody's on stage, but it hasn't started yet?

The short-minded Lancelot is already starting to get frustrated… and I can't help it, because King Greitas, who rode in front of me, has been complaining and being foolish for the past few days.

"Gongon............ Bowern............

All of a sudden everyone jumped up to the loud noise and looked around and began to twitch about what had happened.

"... you see, May. You can't hit the microphone... because everyone will be surprised.

"Aye, stay!

Residents are convinced that Masaru did something again to Masaru's conversation with Mae, which echoes all over the city. Then I saw May and one man go up to the stage from the edge of the stage. I breathe one breath into the appearance of a man who looks familiar, not a massal.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. And we may,"

"Gelafitis will send you. Kind regards, everyone!

I don't know how to react to too much casting. Together. The applause spreads to the venue as Adelina and Gita rush to begin applauding the condition.

"Where did Masaru go... I can't see him from earlier, but what are you doing! It was a haz moderated by Masaru, wasn't it!? Why are Mae and Master Zeraffitis hosting!?

Zag can't stop the unpleasant sweat on Adelina, who curls up on Zag in a whisper.

"I thought you were around because I heard you talking to Mae earlier? (Masal, what are you doing!? Why am I angry?!?)"

Looks like he also heard a solid voice of his mind hiding behind Zaag's dialogue, and Adelina sighs one and turns back to the stage.

"I don't know what I can do when it starts anymore... I really hope you don't give me a break about this. Because Master Zelafitis seems to be having fun, well, good...

Seeing that Adelina's anger has managed to calm down, Zag breathes deeply and turns back to the stage.

"They say this magic prop is developed by Masaru and says it's a microphone and a speaker. Pick up your voice with a stick called this microphone and amplify the sound with a box called the speaker. I think there will be a call to all of you on various occasions during this National Founding Festival, so please be a little concerned.

"First of all, you're welcome to show off. Asahari, eh?... Mr. Zelafitis... what are you talking about?

"Oh, orientation feels like in this case you've all introduced yourselves and let's get to know each other. Thank you, everyone.

"Well, thank you all for coming, and it's time to get better!

Everyone looks at May with a natural smile.

"Because of Hiru, I would like to take a look at you. Anyone who does, please calm down.

"Before the tournament, check the regulation to see if it is a ship that has followed the rules properly, so be sure to take the participants. Otherwise you won't be able to get into the tournament, and you won't be able to borrow your motivation. And I want representatives of countries, families and settlements to see it as a child's play.

The ambient air does change to the language of Zelafitis. In fact, it is immeasurable how likely this competition is for countries in this world where ship technology is still often immature and unfinished.

"All right, gentlemen! It was May!

"Yes, it was MC Zelafitis as well.

Look at May and Zelafitis exiting the stage with pleasure,

"... God was so footwork light.

and Lancelot would have no choice but to leak it. There was also the mouthfeel of God, so the introduction and interaction proceeded peacefully.

~ In a stone cage set up outside the city ~

"What? I just heard of Zelafitis!?

"What's going on!?

"There's definitely something amazing going on that has a name in history...

"And what are we doing in the cage...

"You have no choice... both the Kingdom of Greitas and the Kingdom of Bazelarka said that the mission was about us, totally disturbed, and that we would pick it up on our way home...

"I wonder what went wrong...

Having a kingdom of their own with nobles who still don't know what was wrong with them (doomed...) they were friends with them.