She’s a Saint Who Was Banished for Being a Late Bride, but She’s Being Spoiled to the Fullest by the

Chapter 36: Not bacon lettuce tomatoes?

(…What is this…)

Faced with the scene before me, I could no longer keep my mouth shut.

Because as I walked toward the crowd with Theodore-sama.

It was one of only two arenas in the whole country.

Most of the seats were taken, but we were lucky enough to sit in the last row.

I was curious to see what kind of tournament was going to take place because I had heard that His Highness Oz was going to host a title match related to me… What was going on in the large arena below was a fight I had not expected.

“I love Evelyn-sama more than you!”

“No, it’s me! My love is greater than your fists!”

“I love you, Evelyn-sama! Marry me!”

“Any man who talks about marriage right away is crazy! Start being friends first!”

(What is this…)

There were no more than ten or twenty men arguing and shouting something loudly.

They were fighting with various weapons in their hands: merriken knives, chainsaws, sticks, swords, axes, etc… What in the world is this?

There were also a bunch of people lying on the ground at their feet.

People in the audience were cheering and seemed excited. But I had no idea what was going on.

“Well, ESBLT is in full swing this year!”

“…Bacon, lettuce, tomatoes?”

Says the uncle sitting next to me cheerfully, and I reflexively ask him back.

Then the uncle looked quite surprised.

“No, no. It’s an abbreviation for Evelyn・Summer ・Big・Love ・Tournament. That’s the common sense in the world.”

(Really! ?)

I looked at Theodore-sama and he nodded deeply at Uncle’s words.

(That’s common sense!)

“Excuse me, what kind of game is ESBLT? They look like they want to beat each other up…”

“I can’t believe you call this noble fight a fistfight… Pretty girl, you are surprisingly fierce.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

I couldn’t help but apologize. The uncle didn’t seem to mind and continued with his explanation.

“The ESBLT is a tournament where you put your overflowing love for Evelyn-sama into your swords, fists, and magic and subdue your love rival by force.”

(That’s called a fistfight…)

“Since there are too many participants this year, there will be four qualifying blocks, and the winner of each block will move on to the semifinals.”

“How many people are participating?”

“A total of 400 people. I’ve heard they’ve severely limited the number of participants by lottery.”

I feel like my mind is completely blank.

(Four hundred…)

I can’t believe that four hundred people participated in this silly event.

In disbelief, I saw a group of international guests sitting in the VIP area, with His Highness Prince Oz next to them.

Since I can see pretty well, I could vaguely read the movements of His Highness Prince Oz’s mouth.

([How did this happen?]……I know exactly how you feel, Your Highness Oz…!)

While His Highness Prince Oz and I were running ourselves dizzily, the first block of the fight had apparently already been decided.

A man sitting at the emcee’s table grabs the microphone and in an excited voice introduces the event.

“The winner of the B block is this one again! To my surprise, she cried out her love for Evelyn-sama while still in the womb! One of this year’s favorites, Europa Kathe, the beautiful young lady who took the path of crazy love, appears in Evelyn-sama’s homemade muddy battle dress!”

Waaaa!

An extremely loud cheer erupted.

The first to appear in the arena to the applause of the crowd was….

“I will kill you all on the spot! Get ready!”

It was the (muddy) Europa-sama who made a statement you wouldn’t expect from a noblewoman.

“Europa-san, according to the tournament rules, murder is forbidden!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you better with my healing magic! But not if you’re dead!”

Although Europa-sama said something outrageous, the audience was excited by her bold words.

“Europa-sama, she is very popular…”

“Yes. Europa is known throughout the country as a fanatical follower of the Evelyn religion.”

(What is the Evelyn religion?)

But I didn’t inquire further. My brain had already reached the limit of its processing capacity.

But then I noticed that there were other familiar faces in Block B besides Europa-sama, and I stood up.

“Kira!”

(Why is even Kira in on this!?).

Could it be that someone forced him to come here?

The participants in Block B include a reluctant Kira, a bloodthirsty Chief priest wielding a staff, and His Highness Igna holding his nose, as well as other priests and… For some reason, all the people I know are gathered.

At that moment, as if sensing my doubts, the presenter explained to me.

“In Block B, to my surprise, only those who have seen Evelyn-sama in person are gathered! Can this be called a de facto end game! ?”

The audience wavered at his words.

“Met Evelyn-sama in person…! ?”

“I’m so jealous…!”

“If I can pluck out the eye of the weakest of them, I wonder if I can also see Evelyn-sama….”

(Hii!”)

As a shiver ran down my spine, I suddenly heard a murmur of disbelief.

“…This is… I should probably join to nail it down…”

“! !”

I pinch Theodore-sama’s arm, standing next to me.

“Ouch. Evelyn-sama?”

“Please don’t ever do that. It’s dangerous!”

“But as the man who proposed to Evelyn-sama, I can’t just look the other way…”

“I don’t want you to get hurt over something so trivial!”

“It can’t be helped…”

Theodore-sama was stunned, but it seems that he stopped his emergency entry.

I’m relieved, but also worried about Kira, who is still in the middle of the game.

I can’t imagine what would happen if Kira was seriously injured after being thrown into the middle of such a bloodthirsty group….

(Kira, go away, go away right now! Ah, where’s Jackson-sama! ?)

I clasped my hands together in despair as if praying.

“… I’m not sure.”

Kira muttered with a hesitant expression.

His voice was very quiet, but there seemed to be a microphone set up on the stage, so I could hear Kira’s voice clearly even from a distance.

Then Kira looked at the people from the B block, who seemed to be wondering what was going on.

“I think Evelyn would be afraid of violent people like you guys.”

“Ugh!”

The B Block people fell down in unison and grabbed their hearts.

Then she turned to the entire audience.

Kira said in a quiet but confident tone.

“And I don’t think she likes this kind of fighting at all.”

Kira added.

“She worries a lot and cries a lot.”

“Ooo! !”

Even the people in the audience broke down at the same time.

Immediately after, there were sobs everywhere and even shouts of apology.

“How shallow we were, just thinking about slaughtering the enemy in front of us…!”

“The boy was right. Evelyn-sama was so sad when she saw me fall down the stairs and almost die…. Ugh, what have I done!”

Even Europa and the Chief priests on stage cry out publicly.

(I don’t know, maybe they’re reflecting on what they’ve done…)

Thanks to Kira’s words, maybe they have come to their senses, even if only temporarily. I’m really glad about that.

While I was puffing out my chest, the host sniffed and shouted something.

“That’s… Only the boy Kira and His Highness Igna is standing, so it’s really a duel between those two…! Gusu… I’m sorry, Evelyn-sama…”

Hearing his voice, Kira and His Highness Igna simultaneously heaved a sigh.

“No, I want to go home right now…”

“Same on the right side. I’m not interested in Evelyn in the first place.”

But when His Highness Igna said that, silence fell.

The air in the auditorium, which had been somewhat relaxed before, became gloomy in an instant.

“…Your Highness Igna, I still don’t understand you.”

Slowly Europa-sama rose and whispered on behalf of everyone present.

His Highness Igna rubbed the bridge of his nose in embarrassment.

“Because I always think of your tirades.”

“I will crush your pygmy brain and feed it to the rats!”

“Guh…!”

His Highness Igna falls to his knees. A red puddle spreads around him.”

Relentlessly, Europa-sama continued.

“No, even rats have a longing for Evelyn-sama. In other words, you are less than a rat, a piece of dirt, a scum, a bug prince.”

“More! More curses, Europa…!”

I recognized the movement of His Royal Highness Prince Oz’s mouth in the VIP area.

([My brother is really all these things?] He says…).

I gently lowered my eyes and said, “I’m sorry for your loss.”

But then I heard a shocking comment.

“Ara…? What is that smell of Evelyn-sama in the wind?”

“I can sense it too, Ropa-chi. The magic of Evelyn-sama coming from somewhere….”

I stood up quickly as they began to search for me with their eyes.

“Theodore-sama, let’s get out of here!”

I pulled Theodore-sama’s arm and immediately ran out of the stadium.