Upon being guided, each witch had its own room, where only beds for the number of people at the party were available while qualitative.

They also had a dedicated cook for dinner, and they behaved on each side.

But there was a decision to make in staying here. It means forbidding witches from making contact with each other.

Hal confirms the reason for this, which was quite a while ago, but that there was something in the night that deliberately gave instructions to other witches to put pressure on them to lose.

Since its discovery, witches were forbidden to meet each other during witch trials.

Because clerics were blinding themselves in the waiting room, measures had been taken so that such injustice could not be done.

In addition, those injured in this trial are given generous treatment so that they can come tomorrow in full condition.

The four remaining witches in the final trial spent the night with their own thoughts......

The next morning, Emily was awake before the cleric came to wake her.

Having a chat with Hal and Lunaria before going to bed made me feel nervous and able to sleep well.

"Emily, how you doing?

Hal had also already woken up and finished preparing to leave. Turning toward Emily, she looks up.

"Yeah."

Emili, who replied, was barebacking in the room to see how her body was doing.

The fist, wielded with her weapon, the Magic Fist (Phoenix) on, does not even make the weight of the weapon feel, but gently cuts off the sky. But the sound of cutting the air is different from its lightness, and it's sharp.

"Awesome!

Lunaria speaks praise not only to her fists, but also to Emili, who shows quick foot judgment.

"Thank you, Lunaria. Thanks to both of you, I'm in good shape. I don't know what will happen as a result of the battle... but I'll try as much as I can!

Emily, who looks like she's in a good mood, thinks for the next battle.

I don't want to lose as much as I fight, but if I just win, I could be a witch - with such a grip on my chest, Emily waited quietly for the start time.

Then breakfast is transported to the room, where it is lightly eaten, and after another hour, about nine o'clock, Emily and the others are finally guided to the venue.

"Proceed straight from here"

With the same unfathomable expression and a terminal tone, the cleric says just that, stopping his legs and dropping Emily off.

The passage I was told to proceed was dim and so long that I couldn't see the back.

"Emily, are you okay?

"Of course."

Emily with a serious expression answers Hal's query instantly. I don't see a millimeter of stray in that look.

Lunaria nodded with her hands on her shoulder saying nothing more when she got here, and Emili smiled and nodded back as well.

Walking slowly, through a dark and long passage, the three meditate their eyes once on the glare that jumped in.

It was a lot of cheer coming down with the light.

"- Wow!

Emily takes a few steps back in surprise.

"Whoa, you okay?

"Let's go together."

Hal supports that Emily's back, and Lunaria graciously holds hands.

The Hulls support Emily, even when she gets cheered, without upset.

"... yeah!

Braved by the two of them, Emili looks up and walks out with a firm eye on the front.

There were already three other candidates on the circular stone stage waiting to see if they were now or now.

Their escort seemed to get better injuries, too, and they were on stage together.

"Hmm, looks like you're all here."

It was a woman with long white hair who put together her current white outfit.

White eyes make you feel as almighty as if you're looking at everything.

"Then I'll explain the final trial to you. I am a contemporary witch, whose name is Silpheus. This is how we talk, but she's a woman for once. Phew."

Everyone knew she was a woman from her face and body, but Silpheus joked and said that.

"Oh, no, did I slip?... Well, let me explain. Have them fight one-on-one and play the finals between the winners - I was going to. I think that was the case with the advance explanation, does it fit?

I nod with no one at the inquiry.

That is certainly what the cleric said in his explanation after yesterday's trial.

Everyone remembered that.

- I'm going to change that a little bit.

Sylpheus, with his hands together, laughs pleasantly at Nico. He smiled like a child playing tricks.

"Mi, witch?

"What the hell!?

Neither did the priests who were nearby seem to have heard, confused.

"Phew, every time, you thought it wouldn't be a bit funny if you won the same tournament. So...... let's make it Battle Royal! Let the four witches fight at the same time!

Silpheus, who opens his hands and proclaims, was smiling at his best.

Everyone on stage gets bothered.

Not only that, everyone is surprised by the audience filling their seats, but also by the operational side that is helping them run this one.

"The rules are simple, those who fought for the four of us and stood to the end won. Mm-hmm. ♪ Maybe there's a time when only one person will be targeted ♪

Silfeus, laughing mischievously and putting his hand on his mouth, looks at Emily.

Emili's body is the smallest of the participants, but it was Emili who arrived the most in the previous trials.

Now the other three understood that the closest thing to witches was Emily.

"Well, you're gonna be fine. Emily, you're strong."

That's Hal's word. Hal, in this situation, does not doubt Emily's victory.

"Yes! Mr. Emili is strong!

Lunaria, who made a fist all the way through her chest, also synchronizes to the word.

To the two words, the other participants are biting their teeth off with gibberish.

That word, which I am not trying to incite, but which I am saying from the bottom of my heart, was irritating three other witch candidates even more.

"Yeah, yeah, okay. Then the battle is in an hour! There's been a rule change, so you'll need to get ready for a lot of things, and you just need to have that much time, right? Yes, so the clergy will guide the athletes!

Each team is guided by a cleric along with a bright Silfeus hanging voice -.