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By MissingMono

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[๐˜ผ๐™˜๐™˜๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐˜ฟ๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™] ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ... More

๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š‚๐š’๐š—๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š‚๐š’๐š—๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ด๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š‚๐š’๐š—๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ท๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿบ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š’๐š— ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š’๐š— ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š’๐š— ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š’๐š— ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿบ)
๐™ฐ ๐™ป๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐™ถ๐š’๐š›๐š•'๐šœ ๐™ณ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ฐ ๐™ป๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐™ถ๐š’๐š›๐š•'๐šœ ๐™ณ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ฐ ๐™ป๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐™ถ๐š’๐š›๐š•'๐šœ ๐™ณ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‚๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ณ๐š’๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‚๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ณ๐š’๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‚๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ณ๐š’๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‚๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ณ๐š’๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿบ)
๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š ๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‚๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ณ๐š’๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿป)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐šŽ๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐šŽ๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐šŽ๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐šŽ๐š– ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿบ)
๐™ฐ ๐šƒ๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šž๐š—๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ฐ ๐šƒ๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šž๐š—๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ฐ ๐šƒ๐š˜๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šž๐š—๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐™ฟ๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šž๐šŽ๐š› (๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š” ๐™ฟ๐šž๐š•๐šœ๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š” ๐™ฟ๐šž๐š•๐šœ๐šŽ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐šŠ๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š• ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š•(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐šŠ๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š• ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š•(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š—๐š-๐šž๐š™ ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š—๐š-๐šž๐š™ ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š—๐š-๐šž๐š™ ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ฑ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ฑ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ฑ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ฐ ๐š‚๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š•๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐™ฐ ๐š‚๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š•๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐™ฐ ๐š‚๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š•๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ฐ ๐š‚๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š•๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿบ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿน)
๐™ฐ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐š„๐š—๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐š„๐š—๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šข ๐™บ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šœ(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ, ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐šŸ๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šœ, ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐šŸ๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿธ)

๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š…๐šŠ๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ๐š• ๐™ต๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐™ต๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š•(๐™ฟ๐š ๐Ÿท)

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By MissingMono

Fireworks go off as everyone who has enters the fight festival begins climbing up onto the raised platform, most of them appear to be very build and strong-looking men, others look like small and weak men and the two to stand out are the females which consist of Y/N and an unknown woman in a long purple cape and hat.

"First up is the elimination round!" Small guys announce, standing on the platform. "The referee will be yours truly, Love Helm! The rules of this round are extremely simple!" He spins around. "Knock your opponents out of this ring! Throwing them out is fine, pushing too! Or send them flying! As long as it's barehanded! The 10 contestants still standing will move onto the finals! Now then, let the rally begin!!" As soon as those words left his lips, everyone began fighting their way to victory. Meliodas stands looking around until someone places a hand on his shoulder, he turns his head to see a man smirking at him.

"I think it's about time kids like you get outta here." He says. Meliodas grabs his arm one-handed and throws him into the air and out of the ring.

"This is so borning," Ban says yawning. He senses someone running to punch him but moves to the side lightly and punches the guy away. Another comes from his other side but Ban turns away from him and elbows him away too.

"Hello, gentlemen?" Y/N says, going up to two very built guys. They look down at her. "Have you two seen my friend? He's about yay tall." Puts her hand down to show King's height. "And he's hugging a green pillow-"

"Tch, I'm against hitting little ladies, so why don't you just walk out before you get yourself hurt," he says, looking down at her. Y/N's eye twitches before she grabs the man's arm.

"Why does everyone call me little!" She yells and throws him away who knocks into the other guy and the two are knocked out of the ring. "You know I think I'm quite tall for being a girl. Now where the hell is that boy." She sniffs up and quickly recoils in disgust. "Do none of these men showers?" Unknowingly to her King is weaving himself between the fighting males all the while hugging his green pillow tightly while yelling in panic.

"I shouldn't have left Y/N's side!" After a short while of fighting, the three sins minus King all back up towards each other, fighting off some opponents who try to get them.

"Hey, Ban," Meliodas says the two turn their heads to each other. "Make sure you pull your punches against these guys."

"We don't wanna be killing anyone," Y/N adds, turning her head to him while punching a guy who tried to punch her.

"Yeah." Ban replies, "This festival wouldn't be much fun if we killed everybody here." Ban suddenly gets caught off guard by something. Y/N catches his look and sees a guy wearing a red leather jacket, seemingly the one Ban used to wear before it was destroyed. He laughs in excitement and makes his way over to the said man. Y/N shakes her head and heads further into the crowd, wanting to fight more. King, who has miraculously not been caught up in the fights, makes his way to Meliodas.

"Hey come on, Captain." He says, "Your having fun here."

"Yeah right, now does it look like I'm enjoying myself?" King nods his head. "Listen to me King, if we win this thing we get Diane's sacred treasure, Gideon. And besides, don't you want Y/N to see you win?" King blushes.

"You won King! Your so strong!" He thinks about Y/N hugging him. He poofs into his fat form for a second. "First place is mine!"

"Alright, that's the spirit!" Meliodas says, smiling that he had won King over to fight. Y/N then hears crashing and looks over to see a female in a purple cloak and hat kicking and punching guys left right and centre, making a huge ball of them fly towards King. Before Y/N could jump in, the ball lands on him. She winces slightly.

"Talk about moves as fast as lightning!" Love Helm shouts. "This one girl just knocked 10 men out of the ring all at once!"

"She's doing pretty good huh," Meliodas says, fingers on his chin. Y/N and Ban make their way to stand on either side of Meliodas, Ban now wearing a red leather jacket that he had stolen from the man before.

"It's kinda scary, I bet she's not getting a lot of dates." Ban jokes, turning to face Meliodas and Y/N "I'm glad Y/N's not like that or King would be terrified of her."

"Shut it or I will throw you out of the ring," Y/N says, glaring at the tall male. Meliodas turns to Ban, noticing his new clothing.

"Hey, where did you get that jacket?" He asks.

"For once I'm glad he stole something useful," Y/N mutters, looking around.

"Let's take a look at who's left in the ring!" Love Helm announces.

"Six, seven, eight, nine...?" A random viewer counts.

"So what do we do now? That's not enough for the tournament." Another says.

"There's one more who hasn't got knocked out of the ring!" Another shouts, pointing at where the ball of men was thrown. King lays afloat on his pillow barely off the ground.

"That was close..." He mutters. Everyone begins objecting to him still being in the tournament and that he should be disqualified since it's not fair and that he's floating.

"Well, I must admit that it's unfair but he's not using any weapons!" Love Helm says. "I'll allow it!" The three sins look at King with smiles, Ban more of a smirk as he covers his mouth with his hand.

"Well aren't you lucky, played dirty and still won?"

"That was awesome, King!" Y/N says, in her signature pose.

"Yeah, way to cheat!" Meliodas says, sticking his thumb up.

"Do you think it's cheating?" King asks. Y/N moves over to him and places an arm around his shoulders. He blushes and she laughs,

"It's called using resources!" She says. Everyone is still objecting to Love Helm's agreement of keeping King in the tournament.

"And now, we will hold the lottery to decide the match lots. The ten finalists should head to the waiting area!" Love Helm announces.

---

They all head to the small hut that resides on the side of the big rock and inside Love Helm grabs a smallholder full of sticks up into the air. "Come on up and draw your lot, the first round will be contenders who each draw the same letter!" He announces. Everyone stands in a line and begins to grab their letter.

"This sucks," Ban says. "I wish they'd just hurry up and get to the finals already." Y/N turns her head to face him.

"Don't talk like that and get knocked out before the end okay!" She says moving up with the line.

"That is not gonna happen." He says. Meliodas playfully scoffs.

"Yeah right." He says, also moving up with the line. Behind them, King holds his Pillow close all with a panicked looking expression.

"Huh, my stomach. The stress is killing me." He mutters, he then looks to Y/N who grabs her letter and looks at it. He smiles lightly. "But I've gotta do this, I want to show her that I'm strong!" After everyone has grabbed their letter, they all stand patiently waiting for Love Helm to announce the fights.

Y/N however catches the smell of something and turns her head to a semi-built brown-haired man who is leaning against the wall. A lolly sticks out of his mouth as his eyes are trained onto Love Helm. She shakes her head, thinking the smell is in her head and puts her focus back onto the referee.

"Okay folks, I am announcing the fight cards!" He says, holding his hands up. "The first match up is... Griamore Vs Matrona!" He points to the cloaked woman and a very tall and build long-haired male. The four sins turn their heads to them.

"Hey look, it's that girl from earlier," King says. Y/N sniffs in her direction.

"She smells familiar, but I can't place my finger on it." She says.

"I've never heard of her, but it's a big world out there," Meliodas says. The woman seems to acknowledge their words and turn her head away from them.

"The second matchup is...Howzer Vs. Taizoo!" Love Helm gestures to the two men earlier while they were at the big rock.

"I know him," King says before he gasps in realisation. "Now I remember, he's a Holy Knight. I saw him with Gilthunder lots of times."

"But what's he doing at a festival like this?" Meliodas asks. "It would suck if we get recognised."

"Yeah, there'd be no but kicking," Y/N says, frowning. King then gasps again before looking to Ban.

"Hold on, you signed us up for this right?" He asks, panicked. "You didn't enter us under our actual names by any chance did you?"

"Don't get your panties under a wad." He says, patting King on the head. "I got your back on this."

"And here's the third match up!" Love Helm says, changing the Sin's focus onto him. "Caesar Vs. Reaper!" Y/N sighs, looking at Ban.

"Really?" She asks. He shrugs, smiling. "How original." She then looks back over to her opponent, the man with the weird smell. The two catch each other's eyes and they stare at each other. He moves the lolly from one corner of his mouth to the other, he sees her sniffing and he smirks.

"Whatcha looking at?" Ban says, slinging an arm over her shoulder. She doesn't look at him and continues to glare at Caesar.

"I've got a bad feeling and smell about him." She says. Ban laughs.

"Well I wouldn't keep looking at him or you'll make King jealous." Y/N slaps his chest, causing him to laugh and take his arm off her shoulder.

"I swear I will cut you in half in front of everyone here." She growls before looking back over at Love Helm.

"Here's the fourth match up!" Love Helm says, making Y/N look away from Caesar and back to Love Helm. "Cain Vs..."

"Who, me?" Cain asks, still looking drunk.

"...Old fart!" Love Helm says. King begins laughing, causing Y/N to slightly blush and turn her head away.

"Old Fart"? Who'd use an awful name like that?" He asks, amused. However, Ban comes close to his ear with a smile.

"Three guesses." He says. King's eyes widen at the realisation.

"You didn't," Y/N says, looking at Ban. He chuckles.

"Oh, I did."

"What, this better be some kind of joke!" King shouts in Ban's face. Meliodas smiles at their antics before turning to the old man.

"Hey," Meliodas says. Cain hums in response. "You made it to the finals too."

"Thanks to liquid courage," Cain responds.

"What's going on here?" Ban asks, one hand is pushing against King's forehead to keep him an arms distance away. King is struggling to push back Ban's arm while Y/N is standing off to the side with crossed arms. "I don't think I've heard the guy call out my name yet?"

"Or mine." The two eyes widen at the realisation before the questioning thinking is answered.

"And for the final match up...Meliodaf Vs. Baaaan!" The two stare down at each other. Y/N facepalms, shaking her head.

"You couldn't have used a better name could you?"

"We're in the first round," Ban says, ignoring Y/N's question. "That was fast."

"Uhm what's with those names you picked?" Meliodas asks.

"They're so obvious," King says. Ban smirks down at them.

"Well, I guess my name depends on people who know my past," Y/N mutters.

"I can't think of anything good when I'm put on the spot guys," Ban says.

"Hey, you?" A voice says. They turn their heads to Howzer. "That's a big scar on your cheek." He says, pointing at Ban's scar. "Just like that guy on the wanted posters." He then looks to Meliodas "And this rug rat with you, I'm pretty sure Gil said the Captain of the Eight Deadly Sins was a kid. And this woman." He looks to Y/N. "I'm also sure Gil said the Lieutenant is a woman with a double-sided axe just like that on your back." The Sins and Howzer all stare at one another in silence before he clasps the back of his head. "Nah, you three guys have got different names! Sorry, my mistake. What's the matter with me, they wouldn't be at a festival like this one." He walks away chuckling to himself.

"Looks like we fooled him," Ban says. Y/N shakes her head.

"I swear Holy Knights get dumber every time." She says. King lets out a sigh of relief that their names worked.

---

The fighting contestants all head back outside and Love Helm stands in the middle of the ring ready to announce.

"The finals of the Vaizel Fighting Festival are about to begin everyone!" He shouts. Every begins cheering. "The rules are simple, matches are won by submission or KO. Fall out of the ring and you lose then and there! Let's get to the first match! It's Griamore vs. Matrona!" The two contestants make their way onto the ring. They stand opposite each other with Love Helm in the middle. "Standing at 7 feet tall and weighing 400 pounds. Griamore!"

"Look at those muscles!" A random man shouts, laughing.

"Gotta admit, he has got some nice muscles," Y/N says. King looked at her, frowning slightly before looking back at the ring.

"Standing 5 feet, 5 inches tall and weighing an undisclosed amount. Matrona!"

"What are her measurements!" A random man shouts. Y/N scoffs.

"Perverts." She mutters, crossing her arms.

"They're 36, 23, 35," Meliodas says. King looks to Meliodas, a blush across his cheeks.

"How'd you come up with that!" He asks, flustered.

"Meliodas has a superpower. He can tell any girl's measurements just by looking." Y/N says. He then looks up to Y/N.

"37-" Y/N puts her hand over his mouth, sweat dropping.

"Don't continue that!." She says. King stand with blush and is flustered.

"S-she's that size?! How does she hide them? Why does she hide them? No, wait, I shouldn't be thinking about that! Gah, Snap out of it King!" He shakes his head to get the thought out of his head.

"Hold on there miss, the hat's fine but you'll have to take off the cloak." Love Helm says to Matrona, gesturing to her cloak. "Gotta make sure you aren't hiding any weapons, just to be safe!" Matrona grabs the top of her cloak and rips it off and everyone begins to whistle at her outfit. The sins however look at her outfit with a gasp as the familiarity of it.

"Captain, that outfit. Isn't that?" King begins.

"Yeah, no doubt about it. That's my tavern's uniform!" Meliodas says.

"Now I know why it smelt familiar," Y/N says.

"What the! That can't be Elizabeth can it!" Hawk shouts. The entire time it seems he was walking around selling ale with a large barrel of it strapped to his back. He may be a pig, but he sure has great timing to sell ale.

"Do you think she's that strong?" King asks.

"Hmm, if that's Elizabeth then there's something weird going on here," Meliodas says.

"Something weird?" King asks. "What do you mean by that?"

"Don't ask him, you know the answer is gonna be perverted." Y/N mumbles.

"Hey top looks a little smaller than usual and her butt looks a little bigger," Meliodas says. Y/N groans. King's eyes side glance at Meliodas with a 'are you serious' kinda look.

"Okay, my eagle eyes will be glued to this first match folks. Here we go!" Love Helm shouts as a gong sounding thing is hit. "Let the fighting begin!"

【Aspen】

27/02/2021

Last Updated: 29/09/2023

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