Will the Re-Summoned Hero Live as an Ordinary Person

Sometimes the first battle of the tournament brought the venue to a boil.

Carlos, an S-rank adventurer, didn't get his hands on it at first to see how it went. There were successive voices of dissatisfaction from the audience that fate would not move. No one dared to lay their hands on Carlos, who was said to be destiny, and fighting had begun everywhere.

"Uhm, that sounds like a pretty high level of participant this time. I was wondering if you could come in."

Carlos was looking to observe the strength of the participants and solicit them to the clan after the tournament if there were any eye-catching players. I was thinking about buying so-called Aotea.

Then after a while of observation, I was putting a hit on some of them. Carlos' eye catching a few were successfully destroying other participants, and the number of people on stage was dwindling.

"Well, it's time for me to move too"

Several people have been on Carlos so far, but they had knocked it all down to one sword. Carlos turned to the athlete he was wearing when he laid out his sword. The players around them were so confused about the speed that a strong wind ran through them.

Most players are blown off-site by the great sword that Carlos wields, but the players he was eyeing had prevented the great sword with each weapon and stayed on the spot.

"I just put my eyes on it, I'll do it. I mean, if you don't do that, I'm in trouble."

Even while he said so, he carried out successive attacks with the Great Sword.

"Damn, this is the S-rank... but!

The man continued to prevent attacks and played a big blow along the way.

"Oh, do it."

The man tried to unleash magic into the gap he could for a moment, but it was not appropriate. The great sword he played spinned and struck the man again. As a result, the magic chant stopped, and the flaming magic chased it further and the man's counterattack ended there.

"You can meet me so far, you should stretch more if you work out. If you'd like, you'd have passed out in my clan."

Carlos sighed, looking around to switch goals.

Some of the participants who watched the two battles fled off-site to admit their defeat. All that remained were two people Carlos had eyes on, two of whom were currently in battle. Carlos was watching the battle because the qualifying round was for two winners, and Carlos's finals would be decided naturally if these two settled.

"Hmm, both are good. I don't want both of them."

One was a duplicitous swordsman and the other used multiple daggers separately. Strength was antagonistic, the battle prolonged, but the dagger man ran out of all daggers and admitted to losing and settled.

"What a waste of a showdown, I thought I could see some more."

Carlos was dissatisfied with the way he settled, but a little satisfied that there was no madness in his eyes.

Two finalists in Group A, Carlos, a red-hitting clan leader and S-rank adventurer, and a two-sword user, A-rank adventurer Rayshaw.

There was no madness in the two subsequent fights either, and the powerful had won.

Group B finalists, Kingdom Knights Part I captain Santana, White Tiger Orc Tobain.

Group C finalists, White Tiger Orc Gargis, Knights 5th Squad Deputy Tennessee.

And the battle for Group D with Gray (Aeta) began.

There were no athletes in Group D to be described as winning candidates, but the participation of the elf wizard was noted. When she appeared in the arena and removed the hood of the robe, an international loud cheer arose. The face was such a beautiful woman that she accidentally sighed.

"When the elves come out to competitions of other races..."

Aotea was showing surprise behind the mask because she hadn't heard any information from Deena.

When we made sure all the participants were out, the man from the announcement signaled the start.

"Now start qualifying for the final group D!!

Gray was dressed in a cloak of fantasy and activated his concealment skills. The surrounding participants then lost their attention to Gray. When I checked that there was nothing coming to me, I was observing the movement of the participating athletes, just like Carlos earlier.

Fighting at risk were the elf wizards earlier, and then the cavaliers. Other than that, when I looked, the rank of strength was still inferior and the number gradually decreased. One of the crew headed for the elf. Until then, he kept avoiding attacks with what he didn't seem to be a wizard, but the knight's attack sharply blurred his robe. Then the elf movement stops. A knight attack struck there.

"... even though"

The elf snapped something.

"It was my favorite!!

When the elf receives the knight's sword with his right hand, which dwells in magic, he grips the sword as it is. The knight was surprised by it and jumped back when he took his hand off the sword.

The elf became the shape of a ghost and threw the sword in his right hand to the side. The chant has already begun, and the magic expands and a magic field forms around her. The remaining players also notice the anomaly and pay attention to the elves.

"It was my favorite - ooh!!!!

Powerful magic was unleashed with the cry. The audience was safe because there were multiple pieces of powerful junction by demonic props, but those on stage were in danger because they would receive it directly.

"This is not good, stop it"

Where the magic went to the center of the stage, Gray slashed it with an andain. I put more magic into the andain than the elf activated magic, and turned that magic into two truths. The cracked magic exploded there, but was considerably less powerful than it should have been. The players on stage were to be caught in the explosion.

Above the stage was invisible due to the smoke caused by the blast.

"Keh, the smoke has made the stage invisible. Ladies and gentlemen, please wait a moment!

The announcement sounded, but the audience was deliberate.

When the smoke came on, there stood only the wizard of the crying elf and the man in the mask.