Black Haired King

Pahn! Pahn!

Magic that can be launched over the training ground. Magic launched with fire magic bursts with a sound over the training field. Whenever that sound sounds, the tension in the training ground increases and the enthusiasm of the audience increases.

Everyone, including the audience and contestants, is in Training Ground 1 right now. The number of inaccessible audiences pushed in, and if you didn't, you'd be watching footage at other training venues.

Because of the large number of people, it's enough to charge admission fees. Anyone who fails to buy an admission ticket cannot be admitted even by nobility. They multiply it considerably every year.

We contestants stand in the middle of such an enthusiastic venue. Anything, I hear you'll get the word of His Majesty the King now.

If His Majesty the King gets his word, he will start in the third place decision of the first year, which will be the final of the first year, and then continue into the second, third and fourth grades.

So our final will be the last of the day. It will take at least nearly seven hours.

I don't know the sophomore and third-year contestants, but some of the teams left in the first-year finals looked like Ares and Criticia. Looks like he noticed me over there, and he's waving at me.

When I waved back to the Ares too, a handsome blonde man, who I think is on the same team as Ares, was staring at me from behind Ares. What the hell is that guy?

Criticia, standing next to Ares, had noticed the boy and was impressed to see him with cold eyes.

"Bye, Chiu-ku ~! We're going to start the final day of each school year! I'll start with a word from His Majesty the King. Your Majesty, this way."

If you look around like that, that's what the dez school director says. And a man in brilliant clothes climbing on a platform set up on a training ground.

The year is nearly 40. There is an atmosphere that seems calm in my blonde hair. Is this the king of this country, Badenhulk Albust?

"Oh. Cohon! First of all, the students who won the rivalry. Well done. I'm winning. Confrontational battles are gaining strength year after year. Among other things, it gives me great pleasure as king of this country to have enough strength to remain until the last day.

Naturally, some will have won, others will have lost. I don't want them to give up either. Because this rivalry is not everything.

Well, let's leave my greetings to this. Then there is a future, young people. Show me the hot, bloody battle!!!!! "

"Uhhhhhhh!!!

To the words of His Majesty the King, a thriving audience at once. Noble seats in the audience. Among them are private rooms for royalty and special rooms used by dukes and marquises. Among them His Majesty the King and His Majesty the Queen, Prince William had a sister.

There were others in that room with General Raven and the Brooks Kingsguard Knights. Is it for an escort? General Kanes and Mr. Mistrine are on alert in the guest seats. Well, naturally because all the royalty is here.

The special room was also a little smaller than the private room for royalty, but it was private, where two dukes and the Marquis used multiple houses. It's built on the top floor of the training ground, and all the rooms are connected and circled.

"Well, let's start with the third-place decision in the first year! The teams competing in the third-place decision will stay on the spot, and the other teams and grades, as you can see in the audience or wait in the waiting room!

Move each of the contestants to the words of the dez school director to their respective locations. I thought we'd get out of the training ground and see it in the audience.

"Redius!"

I can speak from behind. Turn around and there's Ares. Mr. Criticia stands next to him, naturally.

"Hey, Ares. Wouldn't it be awesome to stay until the finals!

When I stroke your head with praise, Ares laughs ehee. You sound kind of like a dog.

"Naturally! Ladyus taught me to move faster than I used to!

And Ares says so by making a grip with both hands. Then it's worth teaching me, too. Then when Ares started to mojimoji and try to say something.

"Ares, Criticia, it's time to go!

and voices from behind the two. It was the blonde man who was staring at me earlier. Behind it, a teammate-like male and female student sighs, and Criticia releases her killer, Ares shuddering with a pull. I don't know why, but I think I got in the way.

"Ares, that was kind of bad. Good luck with the game, then. Because I'm here for you!

I'll be the last to stroke Ares' head and head down to everyone. I heard "Ah..." behind me, but then Mr. Criticia yelled at me and I was dismissed. Why are you mad at me?

When I get back under everyone, Victoria...

"... you're blunt"

And he said a word to me and went away. What the hell. Everyone else laughs bitterly. Chasing everyone's back like that, I was headed to the audience too.