Loki, Tesphere and Alice, who were watching the sophomore game on the bed, were relieved to watch the game progress.

I thought it was just a game that wouldn't be easy if it were also the final, but Felinella won't allow any other follow-ups. Illumina defeated at all costs, although she fought well.

Though faceless about her, she even seems like a winner because she doesn't even put her fatigue on the table, but on her cheeks there is still a mixture of sweat and remorse.

Now Illumina's opponent's strength has been measured. That's all I'm saying so I can see the outcome of the match in my hands. My strength with Ferrinella is well established.

And by the end of the third grade game, Ferrinella showed up late, informing him of her plans for the future.

The problem is still that Phyllic doesn't wake up.

"It seems that the Games members were quite debated whether special provisions should be laid for changing the game, but now the Games will be entrusted to the Head of State of the Alpha, Sisernia Il Aalzeit, who is in sight and has the power to make decisions. The second magic school will be putting the freshman year's department behind it. I did a two-year section first and it didn't affect the one-year section on the overall point, and it looks like Philyrick will be third on the same rate if you don't wake up. As far as the finals are concerned, Loki's injuries made him undefeated."

Even though there are individual wins, it is inevitable in the spirit of the Games that group wins at the College will prevail.

"So you don't know who wins?

"Right. If it's simple combat power, Loki deserves to win, but the injury is self-management again."

"This is not as good as an injury. Either of these two can play without a problem."

Ferrinella sighs, not picking between her eyebrows, at Loki, who proclaims with firm determination.

"Come on! If this gets any worse, Mr. Ars will piss me off. Besides, you don't dispute my decision as a leader. We should have checked this out beforehand, right?

I realize that I can't eat down with a bitter face. I guess I'm not allowed to be a child. Not to mention Loki has no choice if he tricks Ars into engaging - even if he just leaves a little lump in his heart.

"They're going to think you've had a personal affair since the results came out, so I'm going to tell you the combination first. I'm sorry, but Alice, Fia and Loki in the finals, but apparently Fia's victory in the unbeatable treatment of injuries is the second magic school."

Loki held within the regret of supposedly losing to Tesfir with her eyes down.

"Okay. I'm in the third place game."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alice. I know you can't fight with satisfaction, but the element is a stone against the element, so when it comes to winning, Mr. Alice is more expensive."

"If that's the case, I'd be happy to take it on."

Alice responded with a broken face, rather than feeling bad if she thought about the possibility of winning.

"On the face of it, it's a fia victory, but the grades recorded at the Second Magic Academy will be an equal victory. Because this is just what you do because you have to rank on top of the tournament. Don't get me wrong."

An exhilarating and delightful tesphere. Give it back to me.

"Of course it is. So is Loki, and I'm surprised that Alice and I won this far more than we won because it wasn't a strange result."

"That's what I'll do"

"It's true."

Felinella also left it to her broken cheeks to hear it.

This newspaper will be made known to tens of thousands of spectators watching the game.

There is no objection from anyone who watched the game between Tesfir and Alice, between Loki and Philyrick. The unfortunate air was in anticipation of a rolling game to be seen again.

There was a quiet applause for the good fight to the athletes who died.

Soon there will be a two-year partial final, and only the sound of throats ringing in the audience if they notice a one-sided game unfolding until it's rolling.

The result was to spread the two names of Felinella, [Orcassis], even without trying.

The more I feel sorry for them, the more praise they send to the winner in a game that frightens the watchers, the more reverence they have everywhere.

I could say it was a game that calmed the fever.

And he blew the heat back again because the second magic school victory was decided. After all the games, there was an awards ceremony, but as I forgot, the drinks were showered by the second magic school player.

Time flowed and the awards ceremony was carried out in a gorgeous manner. Phyllic didn't wake up yet, and the award ceremony was ready soon.

Loki watched with surprise the miniature trophy of the semi-finals she received.

Neighborhood is overwhelmingly supported by Tesfir jeopardizing trophies as tall as they are.

(This is............... dirty)

I don't want to think this is normal, but I stared at it as I explored it and figured out how to report it to Ars.

Yes, Mithril is used not only for Loki's but also for the winning trophy... but it is only uncomfortable to look at it by detection.

I don't know all about the internal structure, but I look at the difference in reaction between this superficial layer and the deep. In other words, the only surface area where misrills are used, I'll deduce it's like so-called plating.

No, I'm almost sure. I can tell that the misrill used is a small amount. The dirty way to do it is that Mithril has an iron-like weight, but it has a weight so that whatever material is used in the core is camouflaged. It's dirty because just having it doesn't add up to judgment.

Though force majeure, Loki, who proposed it, begins to get annoyed by something like guilt, but I guess I'll have to give up. Drop the gag and shoulder. The trophy doesn't assume that the winner will be decorated in honor of the winner, melted with something like proof to create something different.

The overall winner of the second magic school, like Alpha, comes with a variety of perks.

Duty exemption for some transactions is one of them.

The Academy receives donations of the latest AWRs from countries, with a one-year sponsorship agreement giving priority to prototypes and the like for one year from the end of the Games. Anything involving magic influxes, not just AWR. As a result, more travellers and the country itself moisturizes with the aim of purchasing goods from other countries as well.

It could also be said that trade will flourish around the Alpha.

These monuments also have the purpose of removing the magician's prejudice. It is more about not being able to achieve full life expectancy, albeit a proud vocation to save humanity. My parents can't even smile and send me off to such a battlefield. This does not apply in the case of nobles.

That's why I can say I need a magic tournament. Simply put, it is a consciousness reform to keep the supply of magicians uninterrupted. It is also a propaganda to motivate young people who are going to aspire to be magicians.

That is remarkable enough for the Games to flourish. There should be more chicks who are naturally regarded as having the power to train good magicians and knock on the gate of the Second Magic Academy after next year.

In Alpha, nearly 300 people are assigned to various locations related to the military each year. This is the annual supply. Fewer years sometimes cut 200 people, but thanks to Ars, the decline in annual mortality greatly propelled young people to take a step forward.

The closing ceremony was also over and it looked as if it had been solemnly held, but the players gathered in the holding room rejoiced in the victory at will once again. Everyone is a winner at this time, an honor we all won.

"The unanimous unity allowed us to achieve the second magic school, the victory of the grief. You can triumph with your chest up."

'But you won't have to worry about this. You'll see each challenge in the tournament now. Failure of those who have lost to make further efforts to enhance themselves…', Felinella said.

Perhaps it's ruthless now.

He sighs floating enough, but now at this time he speaks.

Besides, the athletes have another future event to look forward to.

Every year, after the Magic Goodwill Games of the Seven Kingdoms, a celebration is held at the hotel where the winning country stays. Now that the tournament should have ended earlier than I thought, we should be in a big hurry to get ready.

The party, which takes place for two days, is divided in tertiary order on each day, with the last of the second day hitting the celebration. It's a party, but I could tell that a different tension awaits the players from the tournament.

It is not uncommon for scouts and other voices to be heard, as the first day's primary is special and entry is allowed to military officials from different countries, and in the second, nobility, etc. I don't hang early on nobles like Ferrinella and Tesfir.

Other than that, it's like a draft that determines the assignment of troops to another country.

The former Second Magic Academy also received direct solicitations from the Alpha Army, the captains of each squad, etc. However, Ferrinella also considers the possibility of being pulled out, as she knows that only this time will solicitations from other countries be activated in addition to her own.

It's customary for negotiations to be post-graduate, but if you're an average person, you won't be able to get out strong. I fear that sometimes that will change her face, but she was telling me that she could not prevent them from making choices that would shape their future and that they should be happy to respect and watch.

On the first day, there are more than two hours until the first and second party after this, so we turn back to the hotel once.

The topic of return was still mostly about solicitation.

Tesfir and Alice have no problem moving normally just waiting for their magic to recover. Loki was also recovering enough to be unobstructed to the point of walking, but she is in a wheelchair for once.

The ride is impeccable because it is self-driving and is powered by pseudo-magic.

"It's still a battlefield after this, in a way."

Yes, the tesphere overflows. It is casual in the prestigious Favel family among the nobles. Because it's Conne's turn to be fully assigned.

Even if there is no solicitation from another country, there is likely to be a voice from Alpha's troops. Dealing with those times would also be a good thing. The name value is not Dada.

But who doesn't?

"I might be more nervous than the game... if I had some coarse phase about how to say no... ugh"

"Is Alice going to say no? I think I might hear a voice from somewhere nice. Master Letty should be watching, and he might be able to hang an invitation."

"That's right, but I can't think of anything ahead right now, and I'm under the opposite pressure right now"

"Well, that's true, but Master Letty's troops are the elite troops everyone admires, and kicking it the other way around..."

Although Tesfir says ominous things.

"That will be fine. Mr. Letty has gone on a mission with Mr. Ars, so someone might stay and take his place."

I don't know how to react to Loki's word. Alice throws the question.

"If you're gonna say that, even Fia might have a voice. Besides, there's definitely going to be an engagement meeting."

"Ugh... I don't want to hear it!! Hey, I'm gonna poke it all out! Yeah, that solves it... but if it's bad, help me, Alice."

"What! I might buy an upset the other way around, so that's kind of..."

"Thin Lovers! Because I'm a newborn."

Alice glanced over her shoulder with moist eyes like a discarded cat and broke crying.

"I know that way, but what if there really is a solicitation from the squad"

"Probably fine. In my case, the solicitation has to go through your mother first, but with Letty's troops, you have to answer immediately."

"Uh, then you can ask Fia when I... right?

"Okay. Let's help each other."

and Loki watched as she mocked with her narrowed eyes, listening to such an exchange.

"What!

"You may hear from your lords..."

Loki fixes her gaze on the two, especially on a part of Alice. One of the characteristics of a woman, a double hill that you can see exactly from above her clothes.

He shook his head saying he was in love with envy at some point, scratching off two swells from his head.

"Do you really think Letty will hear from you, I'm dreaming a little too much... just in freshman year you'll be anxious about your future... and the two of you... hoo"

Loki laughed like a waza.

"It's good! Because dreaming is free!

"Loki was in the army, so you know a lot about her."

"Then let me tell you the reality. Master Letty's troops are all fierce men who can lead the troops, even individually, as captains. I have heard that double digits are natural, even triple digits, only those who are actually suitable for Master Letty's glasses. Not to mention that Master Letty's unit is such an elite force that it is regarded as Alpha's highest. Still, if you still want to dream, I won't say anything."

"Ugh..."

That was also the thought of fantasy cooling to the ranking of the realm that a regular person could not reach: double digits.

An order in which only ninety of the more than 100,000 magicians can be. A four-digit self is another dream.

"That kind of power is Al and the mission..."

…………

I understand that Loki was silent.

"Loki, Al's assignment..."

"I don't know! I don't know anything about it either."

You must have been convinced of your disapproval. Alice is just as anxious as Loki that she doesn't know about the situation where she has to hit so much power - even if she finds out that's the difference in rank.

"That's what I'll ask you when Master Ars returns. You won't tell me."

"I guess..."

Anxiety sat firmly in Tesfir's empty laughter.

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