I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

PS1: I saw someone not knowing who Chacha is. She is Oda Nobunaga's niece and Hideyoshi's concubine. In Type-Moon, Chacha is set to be a naughty lady with a willful nature that makes people all over the world worry, but for some reason she is not annoying, but rather more lovable. See the picture above for the specific character setting.

PS2: Mi-chan and my mother played Odyssey all night and had a wonderful mother-son time. Because I was going to play games with my mother tonight, I deliberately wrote most of the content during the day. In the end, I was too engrossed in the game and updated it much later than planned. It turns out that Nintendo is the master of the world!!!

Since today's update is more than the previous few days, I will skip Mi-chan's rare slack. _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 21 Mi Jiang: The title of the previous chapter was eaten by King Kuba

This bizarre Cosplay competition finally ended with the sound of ghosts and wolves howling.

After the two young ladies finished singing, the heroic spirits with earplugs began to clean up the battlefield. They dragged together the ordinary people who had fallen into a coma and began to twitch, treated them, and erased their memories of the last concert of the game.

However, the heroes who were infected (Hassan and Lancelot of each generation) were more miserable. They were not even treated like ordinary audiences. They were just piled together and taken home by their parents.

Kyosuke also found the unconscious boy Alexander among the corpses. Although he didn't know how he got infected, he was kind-hearted and enthusiastically called the Macedonian Express hotline to send the "young" king to his most capable subordinate.

As for the final result of the competition, there were no big surprises. After excluding the silly singing performance at the end, Ms. Musashi received the highest score and won the prize, which should allow her to not worry about drinking money for a while.

Ranked second was the Lolita group. Tong Yao's cute and soft voice conquered the judges and most of the audience, and little Jack got the game console he wanted as he wished.

The third place went to the model team led by two idol girls. In fact, this group should have won first place. Unfortunately, the superfluous concert at the end ruined everything. Although the three judges other than Enkidu and Yang No had no memory of the two singing, the psychological shadow deep in their hearts made them subconsciously not want them to win the championship.

The performance of the Servant Club ranked fourth, and successfully brought back a limited edition figurine for Rio-chan. Although the performances of other Heroic Spirits were very good, they were either incomprehensible (Laer's ghostly performance) or far from the style of otaku (Gil's gay dance), and ultimately did not get a good ranking.

After everything was over, Kyosuke said goodbye to the other members of the service department and attended the party hosted by Uruk-shiki together with the store manager. However, Kyosuke was a little surprised that he was not the only ordinary person in this gathering of heroes - Enkidu brought Yono to this party for some reason.

"It seems that Enkidu is already preparing to train that person as his spokesperson in the human world." Meli saw Kyosuke's confusion and explained to him in a low voice.

Kyosuke still finds it a little weird, you guys are so awesome, do you still need someone to endorse you?

"It should be said that it is easy to use..." Meili answered for Kyosuke, "Although there are some like Sherlock Holmes who like to do things themselves, most heroic spirits are afraid of trouble. So they will choose a spokesperson to help them deal with some trivial matters. In the past, Uruk couldn't find a good spokesperson because of Jill's awkward personality. Now it seems that Enkidu has chosen Miss Yang No. It seems that she has done a good job recently."

“Do we [Camelot] also have a spokesperson?”

Meili directly refuted Kyosuke's question: "Why do you need a spokesperson when I'm here?"

Yeah, this guy handles things much more conveniently than an agent.

In the center of the venue, Enkidu, as the host, raised a glass of wine and congratulated all the party participants.

"Then let's celebrate the successful conclusion of this competition. Cheers, everyone!"

But only a few people responded to him. No one paid any attention to him except Yang Noi and a few lolis who joined in the fun.

Everyone was frantically scrambling for food at the banquet. The cause was the straightforward words spoken by the store manager after the Round Table forces entered the venue.

"Guys, go find me something to eat. I won't go this time unless I make back my money!"

So all the Knights of the Round Table except Agrawen, Merry and Lancelot rushed forward to grab the food. The scene was like a high school cafeteria lunch.

People have a herd mentality, even the Heroic Spirits are no exception. No matter how bad something is, as long as someone goes to grab it, there will be people who will follow. Moreover, as the host of the banquet, the food prepared by Enkidu is not bad at all, so the Heroic Spirits who are afraid of being hungry because the food will be snatched away also follow the forces of the Round Table to join the food grabbing process.

The dining table had turned into a brutal battlefield. Apart from destructive treasures, the heroic spirits tried every possible means to obtain the pitiful amount of food.

At this time, the tall heroic spirits are at a disadvantage. After all, some short heroic spirits are not inferior to them in terms of strength, so the idea of ​​squeezing in by relying on their body size becomes unrealistic.

For example, Hercules couldn't squeeze into the crowd because of his huge body. He was so angry that he went crazy and angrily picked up the blue dog sauce beside him as a weapon. He imitated Lord Dian Wei who was at the gate of the camp and beat the Knights of the Round Table in front of him one by one.

This move was very effective. A large number of the defenseless Knights of the Round Table were knocked down by Hercules, and a piece of open space was cleared in an instant.

The store manager, who was waiting outside the battle circle for her subordinates to offer tribute to her, was not willing to be outdone when she saw this scene. She grabbed one of the legs of Lancelot, who was lying dead beside her, and threw her most capable knight at Hercules like a human sandbag.

Hercules noticed Lancelot throwing it towards him and immediately used the Wangjiang in his hand to hit back like playing baseball.

Card rub——

Kyosuke, who was watching the show with a drink in his hand, heard the sound of bones breaking, and he didn't know whether it was Cuchulain or Lancelot whose bones were broken. But it made no difference, because the store manager jumped up and caught Lancelot who was thrown out, shouting "Take my stick!" and hit Hercules with a stick.

Hercules calmly raised the little blue dog in his hand above his head to block.

With a snap, the two "weapons" showed an extremely strange angle. However, Altria and Hercules did not stop, and they still showed their might with the two "weapons" that had become as soft as noodles.

Kyosuke guaranteed that when those two guys woke up, there would be no intact bones in their bodies.

"I say... is your store manager deliberately going against me?" Enkidu walked over to Kyosuke with a pot of drink and a goblet, looking at the store manager and Hercules who were competing in martial arts with human sticks in the middle of the battlefield. "You don't have to treat me like this even if you lose the game, right? Our Jill didn't win either."

"I think she's just unwilling..."

Kyosuke was also a little unsure, she always felt that the store manager was a little too excited today. Judging from her previous performance, she should not care much about this competition, otherwise the store manager would definitely let the service club she was in represent [Camelot].

"It seems you know nothing." Enkidu saw that Kyosuke had finished his drink, so he refilled the cup in his hand.

"Ah, thank you." Kyosuke took a sip and found it tasted good. "What should I know? Cursed Arm only told me that you bet based on the ranking of the competition, but I don't know anything about the bets."

"You mean the bet..." Enkidu paused to arouse Kyosuke's curiosity, "It's like this. After Archimedes' death, for some reason, it affected the Seat, so many new heroic spirits came to the world. Some of them joined the teams of their familiar friends or family members, and some planned to be lone rangers."

"Then there should be another part that confirms the ownership based on this competition?"

"Kyosuke is very smart. Although he is a little different, it is basically right." Enkidu agreed with Kyosuke's guess. "But we won't let you choose newcomers based on the ranking. Instead, we will let them watch the game and choose to join the team they are interested in."

"Will anyone join the final idol group?" This is what Kyosuke wants to know most. Will the final performance leave any psychological trauma on those newcomers?

"Is there really a newcomer who chooses to join? He hopes he can become an idol like those two."

Hearing Kyosuke's question, Enkidu said with a smirk on his face.

Kyosuke instinctively felt that the other party was setting a trap for him, so he immediately dodged: "I won't ask who it is."

"Don't be like this, it's very difficult for me to do." Enkidu's expression was like he was acting coquettishly, and he seemed to be hoping that Kyosuke would ask him.

However, Kyosuke did not satisfy the other party's strange hobby. He turned his head and ignored the other party's interested eyes.

Enkidu felt it was a pity that the other party didn't fall for it. He originally thought that Kyosuke would fall into this trap, but it didn't matter, Kyosuke had already drunk it anyway. Estimating that the time was about right, Enkidu reached out and took the cup from Kyosuke's hand.

"I'm telling you..." Kyosuke wanted to take back the cup he hadn't finished drinking, but at this moment.

shake.

The world in Kyosuke's eyes became distorted.

"...What?"

Then, the crooked world began to spin. What was going on? Why did I feel like I had turned into a spinning Ferris wheel?

Kyosuke tried to concentrate, but the dizziness that filled his brain kept distracting him. Then, he felt himself losing strength and fell directly onto the carpet in the venue.

Feeling the soft touch of the blanket on his cheek, Kyosuke found that the light of the world in his eyes was quickly disappearing from his vision, as if someone had turned off the light switch in the room.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just letting you get some sleep. Something like what happened to Miss Fumino before won't happen again."

Enkidu's voice sounded so far away.

Believe it or not!

From now on, you must never touch anything handed to you by a heroic spirit.

This was Kyosuke's last thought before he completely lost consciousness.

PS: Odyssey is really fun. If there is anything as fun as Odyssey, it must be Zelda!

Chapter 22: Morning, Tatami, My Ex-girlfriend

Very, very dark.

Kyosuke only felt that there was a group of zebras without white stripes or pandas with only black stripes in front of him, no other colors except black.

But there was no sound of horses neighing or pandas calling.

wrong.

There was absolutely no sound at all, not even the slightest buzz of a mosquito.

Not only that, Kyosuke felt that he couldn't move his body at all, as if something invisible was restraining him.

All Kyosuke knew was that he was in complete darkness.

When was the last time I felt this way? It seemed like when I was a kid and teased Eriri and ended up getting locked in her locker.

Kyosuke, who lost his sense of time due to the darkness, began to feel bored and began to have wild thoughts. In order to pass the time, he even wondered where he was.

In the well?

Probably not, Kyosuke didn't feel any moisture.

The bottom of the trap?

Stop joking, the bottom of whose trap would be so big that someone could wade through it!

Or am I actually in the legendary Land of Shadows, which is pitch black without any sunlight (as the store manager said)?

Hmm... I don't understand at all...

Kyosuke felt as if his originally numb and unable to move body had given him control again, so he stretched out his right hand and groped around to touch the things around him to determine the environment he was in.

Soft.

Suddenly, Kyosuke's hand conveyed the touch of something to his brain. It was soft, like cotton. It was also warm, like hot milk in winter... Kyosuke could even feel that it seemed very gentle?

There must be something wrong with my senses. But - what on earth is this?

Kyosuke wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but he felt his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't force them open no matter what.

In this situation, Kyousuke had no way to use his own eyes to confirm what he was touching. However, when he touched that thing, he was able to calm down unusually because he was beginning to feel irritated because he could not fully control his body.

How can I describe this feeling? The thing in my hand seems to have some kind of magic, as if it transmits a wave called "gentleness" through the warm touch through my right hand to my heart.

Could this be the unfinished invention that Miss Mary had mentioned to me before - the contact tranquilizer?

Because it felt so good to touch, Kyosuke decided to hold it tightly and not let it escape, so he stretched out his left hand, which was still movable, and grabbed the thing with both hands. But strangely, the thing did not show any sign of wanting to escape, but instead held Kyosuke's hands.

Kyosuke felt more warmth coming from that thing than before.

Well, it feels really good...

Just by holding it in his hand, Kyosuke felt his body begin to become lighter, and it felt like his body, which was originally sinking to the bottom of the water, was being dragged and gradually floated up. Kyosuke found that he seemed to have returned to his mother's amniotic fluid, which was warm and cozy.

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