Wendy is calling Leila from the support seat.
However, Leila shook her head small and then returned to her seat.
Her frayed hair is sticking to her cheeks with sweat, but she doesn't seem to care about it.
The face was as white and expressionless as a doll.
With only a good look, the welcome Morgans lose their voices.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Leila."
Nelson calls, but Leila answers nothing.
Stand behind the four of you as you slip past Nelson.
Nice game, Leila.
Almark turned forward and called out to Leila.
"There was little difference from Rosfilia."
I don't need any consolation.
Leila answers with a hard voice.
"I know myself best."
"It's no consolation. Facts."
Almark says.
"You haven't lost anything. And our trust."
That's right.
Morgan nods.
"Leila is Leila when she loses. You were strong."
"Morgan is right. It's not over. You just have to win the next time."
That's how Almark looks back at Leila.
Don't turn around.
Leila said. The voice was trembling.
"Sorry."
Almark turns to the front immediately.
"Don't apologize. I'm just angry with myself."
Leila, still trembling and squeezing, finally said in a small voice far from her usual.
"... I'm sorry. Don't say anything nice now."
"... okay."
Almark nodded.
Anyway, the next round is the fourth.
Reido, can you do it?
"Of course."
Reido answers.
Leila was beaten up and Morgan and Nelson didn't seem to know what to do, but Leido was different.
Carry the sword as usual and nod to Almark.
"The best thing for a girl like this is to stay calm, Almark."
Really? That's right, I don't know. "
Almark was honestly surprised and then looked at Reido's face again.
It's like you're not nervous.
Well, as usual.
I certainly don't see any complacency in Raido answering that.
"The other Lugon looks like a little bit of a body-shaped type."
Yeah, it's a type that's not in my class.
Reido nods.
Can you do it?
Well, I'll take care of it.
Sarashira replied.
"Today's Raido is a reliable Raido."
Nelson says, Raidow laughs and shakes his head.
"I'm the usual Raido."
"Anyway, don't lose focus. If the stronger Raido comes out, you win."
Almark presses caution.
Without a sudden pale habit, Raidow has powers comparable to Nelson's.
"I know. Morgan, you don't have to look like that."
That's what Reido said, hitting Morgan on the shoulder and walking toward the game, with his nervous, worried about Reido and caring about Reira.
"I'll decide the winner. [M] I wish I could decide."
I will leave something that I don't know whether it feels like that or not.
"Leido, please!
Nelson shouts at his back.
"Good luck."
Responding lightly to Morgan's words, he stopped looking back.
"Amazing. Not even the usual one."
Nelson said impressively.
"That's right. I can count on you."
Almark nodded.
"The other Lugon seems nervous."
"There's no more time for three pairs. Normally I get nervous. Rosphilia's heart is special."
Nelson answers.
Certainly, unlike Raido, who slipped into the center, his opponent Lugon moved like Morgan at the opening ceremony.
"Looks like it's coming. I see you're winning."
That's right.
Next to nodding Almark, Morgan stares at Reido like he prays.
When their names are read out and the audience applauds, Rugon finally lowers his head to Raido, who waves at the girls as usual.
"Rugon was strong, too."
Almark sees Nelson.
Ah.
Nelson nods.
"I like motor nerves. It looks like a Fiquet that fought torque. I don't think I'm gonna jump that far."
I see.
"But I wonder how much power we'll be able to use in that situation."
"Mmm...."
While we were talking like that, the game started.
A quick rugon moves. Lightweight feet.
"Oh, good move."
Nelson murmured.
"I was nervous...."
Almark answers.
"Maybe because I don't want to lose."
Rugon looks lightweight in front of Reido.
Quick entry and exit. A good, stretchy thrust flew in.
Reido calms it down.
All right.
Reido thinks.
I can see it.
I can see that I am able to concentrate well.
Raido, who grew up surrounded by eight brothers and sisters, has learned a lot about relationships in the daily hustle and bustle of a large family.
The way you treat your brother, who gives orders from above for anything you brag about.
The way you treat your sister, who immediately becomes emotional and makes a fuss.
The way you treat your younger sister, who speaks too much.
How to treat my younger brother who follows me around.
Unlike age, Raido was somehow mentally aware that he was the most adult.
When I entered the academy, I saw my classmates boasting power like a beast's territorial struggle, and Rado thought.
They're all like our brothers.
That's why we've all applied the way we treat our brothers to our troubled classmates.
Torque is how you treat your arrogant brother.
Wallis loves being smart with his brother.
Leila is a grown-up way of treating her sister.
Actually, it worked.
A way to make yourself less nervous is also an application of what we have naturally invented in our lives with our brothers.
Whatever the troublemaker's sister does, keep a certain distance from the matter.
You'll see the cause of the problem and how to fix it.
It's similar to that.
A battle in which class winners of martial arts competitions were anxious. A large audience watching it.
Looking at such things with one step back.
That's how Reido doesn't make himself nervous.
Leila put too much in.
Reido thinks.
Nelson's pure momentum was effective against Eston's opponents.
But if we were to fight that Rosfilia, we would have needed a wider perspective.
Unlike none of my brothers and sisters, strong and smart Almark seemed to have noticed around.
Lugon is light on his feet, but his expression is desperate.
The point is, Prel.
Reido remembers his youngest brother.
If there is anything you want, like a prele, you can rush towards it without blinding your eyes.
Then I know how to deal with it.
Reido calms down.
I can see it.
Rugon's attack looks good.
I don't have anything for you here. Where it happened, it's not yours.
If you let him understand, nature and momentum will be lost.
"I'll put you in special."
Rugon remembers the day Eston told him so, like yesterday.
"You're the only civilian on my team. Encouraging."
With the noble children accounting for about half of the class, Rugon was aware that he was above most of them in martial arts.
However, I didn't know if I could compete as an athlete.
There are only three women in the three groups. There are twelve men.
But that's not the only reason.
Because I'm a civilian.
Both team formation and order were decided by Eston and the others.
Rosfilia doesn't know what she's always thinking, but Rugon knows what Eston and Polois are thinking.
Three aristocratic teams show overwhelming power and win against two teams made up of civilians.
That's what I want to do.
That's why Eston's team was supposed to be all noble.
However, class councillor Lukes and others probably backfired on the way and left the team.
So Eston had no choice but to put the Rugon in.
Lugon knew he was only a few.
But today's game.
Polois and Eston lost uniquely on their feet.
Rosphilia, who left Leila, was right, but the last thing she wanted was the strongest Koren in her class. Moreover, the opponent has only the impression that he was rather chosen by the athlete, Morgan. It is more obvious that Koren wins than seeing fire.
The result of this Rugon match will determine the victory and defeat of the entire team.
Students from three groups of civilians who are normally treated like two armies and are shrinking.
For the first time, Rugon felt like representing them.
After the aristocracy loses unusually, I, the civilian, win.
It's not just my victory. Nor is it a victory for the entire class.
It's a victory for our civilian students today, including those in the audience who couldn't get out of the game.
That's why Rugon was so nervous and nervous before the game.
After the game started, my body moved, but I couldn't afford to assemble the way I fought with the feeling of being upset.
Win.
Rugon just remembered that.
The opponent Reido calms down and launches a Rugon attack.
Strong.
I wonder if he was so strong.
I agree.
But I can't lose.
If I lose, the civilians won't be able to count on me. You don't have to say it directly, but you take such an attitude.
Then nothing will change.
That's why I win.
I win.
Rugon doesn't stop.
He kept attacking even though he was trying to avoid the sharp thrust of Raido, who came back from time to time.
Raidow had cut through Rugon's attacks and had begun to fight back.
If you play Rugon's poke with a sword three times in a row, Rugon's complexion will change.
I won't get what you want. [M]
Reido leaves with the feeling of telling his brother.
Sharp thrust.
Lugon desperately prevents it.
It's not yours.
Reido's calm forward.
The Lugon twists and retreats under pressure.
Raidows are few in number, but they release an effective thrust and slowly hunt down the Lugon.
Now let's finish it.
Continuous attack with full capacity.
Lugon desperately prevented him, but he managed to find a way out and leaned against Raido.
Raidow and Rugon's gaze staggered.
Rugon's desperate eyes.
It looks like it will definitely lose, and I ate my teeth.
Marlene.
It was not the youngest brother, Prairie, but Marlene, the youngest of his brothers, who shook Leido's head.
Marlene is the most raided of her siblings.
When Raido came home from college on vacation, he didn't even try to leave the side for an hour.
"I'm going to Nork Magic Academy, just like Leido."
The other brothers laugh at Marlene's words.
Stupid, you wouldn't let me in.
Raidow is special to us.
Not to mention you.
"I'm coming in. I'm going to be like my brother. I'm going in."
With her face bright red, Marlene was telling her brother and sister back.
Leido couldn't say you'd be in, either.
That's right, Raidow gently told Marlene.
You should come in, too.
Rugon's eyes were Marlene's.
The moment I thought about it, I saw something cut in Raidow.
Shit.
I thought so myself.
Bad, bad.
Suddenly, Raido's movements lack equilibrium.
As if the calm battle you just fought was a lie, your hands and feet can't feel a bundle.
Rugon didn't miss it. It turns into a counterattack of abandonment.
Raidow prevents it.
I'll manage to pass it off, but the lost fever won't come back.
You're being hunted down in an instant.
I can't see.
I can't see the Rugon attack that I saw earlier.
However, Raidow's eyes clearly reflect the faces of his companions speaking up in the backup seat behind Rugon.
I'm sorry, Almark.
I'm sorry, Nelson.
I'm sorry, Leila.
And Rugon's thrust caught Raidow's torso.
... sorry, Morgan. Please do the rest.
Raidow put his hand on his hips and sighed as he slowly shook up the ceiling.