I! Dragon people! Invincible!

Holding her cheek with one hand, the ponytail that fell to her waist swayed lightly, and Akeno Himejima, who was watching this scene, said with a smile.

There was no thought of going forward to stop it.

The noble blood of His Highness must not be a weakling.

Although the girl Rias was not of Saint Anthony's blood, she was also of the Don Quixote family's blood, recognized and raised under her name.

The status on weekdays is no different from that of the white star.

It is also necessary to maintain healthy competition.

Of course, it wouldn't really make the two girls become jealous as soon as they met, incompatible enemies.

"..."

The three sisters, Kastad, Smoothie, and Snamon, who had just walked out of the No. 2 practice ground, looked at Rias and Shirahoshi who were fighting there, and were speechless.

But I was still amazed.

As expected of the little princess who inherited the blood of the Don Quixote family and was born with the golden key.

This talent is not necessarily lost to their brother Katakuri, or even better than that.

"These two little princesses are fighting again..."

Smoothie shrugged.

It's already been surprising.

Came to Saint Anthony's side: "His Royal Highness!"

"Brother Katakuri said that they will also go to the headquarters of the mercenary guild to participate in the Kendo tournament..."

"I already know, that guy Katakuri also asked me to take Angel over there, hoping to heal his broken arm..."

Looking at Kastad, who has a baby face and a plump figure, who has not changed much from four years ago, and Smoji, who is eighteen years old, youthful and beautiful, with very slender legs and a long sword on his back. The three Namon sisters, Anthony Saint said with a smile.

This girl, Smoothie, has a good talent, far surpassing Castad and Snamon.

But a little lazy.

However, under the custody of Saint Anthony, he continued to practice daily.

The strength has grown rapidly over the past few years.

Only eighteen years old, but the strength is not necessarily weaker than the twenty-eighth Castard...

Although they are all swordsmen, the three of them are still very self-aware.

I didn't shout about going to the kendo conference, I just wanted to join in the fun with Saint Anthony and meet swordsmen from all over the world.

"Ace, come here..."

Saint Anthony called Ace, who was watching Rias and Shirahoshi's battle.

"Your Highness..."

Five-year-old Ace was stunned.

trot over.

Looking eagerly at Anthony St.

Full of respect and curiosity.

"You'd love to win Saab"

Anthony Saint asked with a smile.

"certainly!"

Little Ace chickens pecking like rice.

Focus your head hard.

"Then eat it!"

Satiresa smiled and took an orange-red spherical fruit with a spiral pattern on it from the hand of Senor who had just stepped out of the air door.

On the skin, there are small flame-like raised spiral fruit patterns one after another! They were sent to Ace.

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"brush......"

Eat burnt fruit.

It didn't take long for Ace to burst into flames.

"Ah, it's burning up, it's burning up, it's so hot, so hot..."

Under the gazes of Saint Anthony, Satiresa, Akeno Himejima, Smoothie, and others, five-year-old Ace saw his body on fire, and was busy jumping and screaming.

Then, I suddenly saw everyone watching me quietly, and no one stepped forward to help put out the fire.

"Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt at all..."

When he woke up, he looked at himself unscathed and was stunned.

"Kurachi..."

An incomparably sharp sword pierced through his body.

A fire sparked.

"The elementalization of the natural system is really enviable!"

Putting away his long sword, Smoothie chuckled.

"Alle..."

Little Ace looked at his burning body.

"The sword went straight through, it really is the nature..."

Sabo came over, a little surprised.

But didn't say much.

"Little guy, the ability of the natural system can not be afraid of ordinary physical blows, but the armed arrogance can hurt and capture the entity of the natural ability..."

Touching little Ace's head, Anthony Saint smiled and said, "Next, exercise your abilities!"

"I'm looking forward to your growth!"

"As for Sabo, don't worry, sooner or later you will find a fruit ability that is more suitable for you!"

"Yes, Your Highness..."

...Central North Sea.

Salk town.

An island near the coast.

A three-story building stands there.

Above it, the lightning symbol and the flag of the mercenary guild hang.

There are many mercenaries wearing medals coming and going.

at the door.

"No no no..."

Several high-level mercenaries with big swords were directly kicked out by the guild's insiders.

"With your strength, you are not even qualified to watch the 'World Kendo Conference'..."

Wearing the Lightning Medal, it symbolizes that Kaisha, the head of the branch stronghold as an insider of the mercenary guild, is ruthless.

He refused the other party's request that he wanted the mercenary guild to send a ship to escort him to the new world eternal island to participate in the kendo conference.

The opponent's strength is too weak.

"hateful......"

"Dog-eyed guy!"

Several mercenaries turned blue and purple, but they could only hold back their anger.

Cursing and dejected, ready to leave in embarrassment.

They wouldn't dare to ram into the mercenary guild.

Because, even in the most common sub-base, the mercenary guild has high-level mercenaries in charge.

With a single order, maybe other mercenary groups that are registered in the mercenary guild but do not belong to the guild can be directly ordered to take action.

It really angered the mercenary guild, and was put on the blacklist of sure kills.

Even if you run to become a pirate, you will be a dead end.

In the past few years, there have been too many similar examples, bloody.

The price of trouble is very heavy.

"Damn, what a pity, that's five billion baileys!"

"Even if it's not the first place, the second place has a billion bailey, the third place has [-] million bailey, and there are other rewards..."

"Come on, with your strength, you can't even pass the test of a mercenary, don't expect to be compared with those...famous swordsmen who have been famous for a long time... ."

Opposite the casino.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple yukata, looking a little sloppy, with two crisscross scars on his face, running through his eyes, walked out with a cane.

Ears move.

There he murmured: "Five billion is a big deal!"

Directly to the front of the mercenary guild.

"Sorry to interrupt for a moment..."