When I Fell Madly in Love With the Heroine, the World Changed. ～the Strongest Gamer in the World Bec

—The 99th Emperor Orgel Asgard.

The ruler of the world has opened his mouth. His voice is heard throughout the country by loudspeakers and imperial broadcast relays.

Of course, the voice is literally all over the world.

“Listen, everyone. I do not have long to live. So I must choose, the next emperor…”

His voice is so weak and feeble that you can tell just by listening to his voice that he is already powerless and dying.

He may not even be able to stand.

“Father!”

Odin panics when he hears the voice.

Odin, who controls the Imperial Broadcasting Service, had been keeping Orgel out of the media to prevent him from making any careless remarks.

But today was Rhode’s ordination ceremony.

It was impossible not to broadcast it.

Rhode’s ploy to target it and deliver it to the world in a live broadcast.

“The emperor should be the strongest one… That is how the history of empires, the history of battles, the history of mankind. That is why I have decided to choose the next emperor by battle. Rightly and fairly.”

Odin hears this and steps forward to stop the broadcast.

“Father is speaking. Brother. Silence.”

“Kuh!”

Odin, tried to stop the broadcast, but Rhode and Kenya stood in front of him.

There is no army of his here, only nobles.

Besides, the suddenness of the situation delayed his judgement.

“Rhode… is this your check?”

“Yes, brother. It starts today, let’s pick up where we left off that day, as I recall, I left it checked, didn’t I?”

I remember when I was a little boy.

Odin’s memory of overturning the chessboard and losing the game.

“I see… then there is no stopping you now, is there?”

“Yes, now it’s my turn to turn it over.”

If it was Rhode’s check, then the fight was inevitable now.

Odin could see that, and could imagine that even if he were forced to stop the broadcast, he would get through it one way or another.

“Odin-sama, are you sure? I will cut everything if you order me to.”

“Osiris… that’s enough.”

Osiris is about to draw his sword, but Odin stops him.

And in the video, Orgel, who had been ill, stood up.

His feeble voice gradually regains its former dignity in a louder and louder voice, echoing throughout the hall.

“In the name of the 99th Orgel Asgard, I declare! We hereby reenact the Holy War, the duel that once fought for the Emperor!”

The hall trembles, the soldiers and nobles alike remember the emperor they once served.

“I hereby proclaim the Imperial Sword Warfare Festival! The fighters will fight, of course, Rhode! Odin! Each knight will decide the next emperor in single combat!”

“Wooo ！！！！”

The whole of Asgard trembled that day.

A traditional battle, now a festival where the Holy Knights fight to show off their skills as a celebration of military prowess.

But this year is different.

Odin and Rhode are fighting.

A festival of battles to regain the original meaning of the title of Emperor.

The people who understand the meaning of the festival tremble with anticipation.

Odin’s knight, the three strongest heroes of the Asgard Empire, is one of them.

Osiris Halberd, also known as the Sword Saint.

His swordsmanship is said to be the best in the world, and he is said to have cut down over a thousand enemies on the battlefield.

His legend is known throughout the world.

He is said to have reached the ultimate in swordsmanship and to be able to cut down even bullets.

In contrast, the Knight of the Rhode is unknown, but is the youngest chief knight of the Holy Knights in history.

His strength is still unfathomable and his expectations are high.

A battle between the heads of holy knights was never possible on an official occasion.

That is why the Imperial Sword Festival has such an important meaning.

It is a battle that will change the future of Asgard, deciding who the next emperor will be.

“I thought you were sneaking around doing something… is this what you and Father were up to?”

“Yes, brother. I’m going to make you admit it straight out. To all the people, you can’t get away with it anymore.”

“You think I’m going to take it in stride?”

“Yes, brother. And if I am defeated, I swear to you. I will be your pawn for the rest of my life.”

“…Hm.”

Odin ponders.

To rule everything by force here would divide the empire.

There are many nobles who will join the Rhode, and after all, the opponent is an undefeated commander.

Even if they are winning by force, they cannot afford to be returned by strategy.

Besides.

(Now that the Asian Union has also become an enemy, it is not a good idea to exhaust our forces…)

There is no time for internal divisions.

Without a doubt, the Asian Union will aim for that period, or maybe they already have.

That is why Rhode proposes to fight in a way that is least damaging to the empire.

Even though they are prepared to split the country, neither Odin nor Rhode wants the country to fall into ruin.

That is why Rhode has entrusted it to him.

Everything.

“Do you entrust… to that man?”

“Yes.”

“…Hmph. That’s not like you. But the flame has already been kindled. There’s no turning back now.

“You too, brother.”

Odin and Rhode face each other.

And Osiris and Kenya face each other.

Two princes and two knights.

Kenya faces Osiris, the most powerful knight of the Empire.

“Ken, so this is how it will be after all. But with the Imperial Sword and Warrior Festival…”

“Yes, Osiris-san. I will do exactly what you said at that time. With all my might.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Osiris and Kenya laugh and look at each other.

And Rhode and Odin too.

“It’s been a long time since I fought you. I remember it was I who taught you chess in the past, and I know I’m no match for you now. But my knight is the strongest in the empire.”

“If you want to play chess, I’m always ready to play with you. Don’t worry, my knight would be the strongest in the world, you can rest assured of that.”

Odin and Rhode also look at each other.

Odin turns his feet and his back on Rhode.

“Wash your head and wait. My brother, and Ken Sylphid! Let’s go, Osiris!”

“Ha!”

And with the big announcement over, the ordination ceremony was over.

A party was held afterwards, but the topic of conversation was the Imperial Sword and Warrior Festival.

“Which side should I take in this…?”

“Ummm. I can’t predict it at all.”

“If it is not politics, but only power… this is difficult. It would be better to remain neutral.”

The nobles discuss whether to side with Odin or Rhode from the emperor’s announcement.

But no one can decide.

The reason is that if they join the defeated one, they will become renegades.

Then the right thing to do here is to remain neutral.

“I thought I would be more pampered…”

“Hmm, it can’t be helped. I’ll pamper you! That’s great! Onii-Chan!”

“Wow, I’m so excited. Thank you, Reina.”

Reina and Kenya are enjoying the party meal together.

I thought I’d get more congratulations and such, and that the noble’s daughter would come to greet me.

The only one who is happy is Reina, who claps and jumps up and down.

What’s up with that, she’s cute. Can I give you a hug?

“It’s been a long time.”

“Pappa!”

“Stop that way.”

Sieg also came to congratulate me.

He’s still the same dandy uncle and looks great at the party.

Nice to see you, Papa!

“The venue is all about you, which side you’re on as such.”

“But all the nobles will be neutral. The same goes for the army.”

“Rhode!”

“Do you at least know what that means?

“Well, that’s… maybe. Because you don’t know who’s going to win… right?”

“What, you know the answer to that. And the match, it’s in a week’s time. So I’ll have that KOG ready. Sieg, I’m counting on you.”

“Uh-huh!”

“Don’t tell me… the Takemikazuchijin? Can I ride in it?

“They too are state-of-the-art specialised KOG. If that’s the case, we have no choice but to send ours out too. It’s not a lukewarm battle like a simulation.”

“I see. I haven’t seen Tanaka-san in a while. I hear he’s at the research institute now?”

“Yes, in the area I manage, and you’ll be able to use that KOG on the day.”

“Oh, please.”

Tanaka Issei crossed the sea with Kenya and the others.

He is currently working at a research facility on the outskirts of Empire.

He is basically a solo researcher, modifying the Takemikazuchijin.

I haven’t spoken to him once since he came here, but the distance is too great.

In the Japanese sense, it is within Japan, but in the size of this country, the distance is already at the level of overseas, so it is not easy to get to him.

However, I have at least called him before, so I don’t have a worry about his safety.

And the party ended that day.

On Reina and Kenya’s way home, Papa said he had something to do about Takemikazuchijin.

He didn’t return parents today, which is every day.

“Re, Reina. You don’t have to be so vigilant…”

“No, assassins may be after you. I’ll be with you from today onwards.”

Reina is wary of her surroundings.

She smiles a little, saying that she is really serious about this kind of thing, but she is honestly very scared of assassins and the like.

However, nothing happened and we went to sleep normally that day.

When she tried to come in to the bath, I asked her to wait at the door to forgive me indeed.

On the other hand, when Reina took a bath, she wanted me to stay next to the door, so the sound of the shower stimulated Kenya.

Why does the smell of shampoo after a bath arouse his sexual desire like this?

(Isn’t this already torture for a healthy high school boy?)

I don’t know when I will turn into a mad wolf.

Still, not now, not until when the Imperial Sword Festival is over and the world is at least at peace.

With this determination, Kenya endures.

To be honest, even if he becomes a wolf, he can’t win against Reina, though!

Besides, he’s being disloyal to Kaguya.

I want to make out with the two of them anyway.

Is that disloyalty? I really like both of them. That’s pure love.

“Well then, good night. Kenya-kun.”

“Yeah, good night.”

By forcing him to make two beds, he succeeded in getting a more restful sleep than last time.

Otherwise, he would have collapsed from exhaustion before the Imperial Sword Festival.

～The next day.

Ding-dong.

Early in the morning, I wake up to the sound of a chime.

It is still 6am and Kenya is usually asleep.

Kenya, who has no idea who is visiting at this hour, opens the door.

“Who are you? … a military man?”

There were about five stern military men standing there.

“Sir Ken Sylphid, is that correct?”

“Hm? Yes, sir, I am, sir.”

“You are requested to appear before the Military Board of Inquiry. This is a warrant.”

“What? What does that mean?”

A sheet of paper with difficult words held out in front of him.

A signature is written on it, and looking at the signature, Kenya understood.

“You are suspected of a serious breach of military discipline.”

This was Odin’s move.

“May I ask you to turn yourself in?”