Autumn has completely arrived.
Autumn is the usual magic measure.
It seems like the type that can measure up to two hundred this time.
Not this time either, if you think all the nobles are two hundred.
First of all, Pascal, you three, but Pascal and Ernesto are two hundred, but Yvonne is about a hundred and fifty.
Francoise's faction also gave out two hundred, about half, and she herself was about one hundred and eighty.
By the way, all five of us are two hundred.
I guess we all get more tricks and magic every day.
Françoise looks at me like she said something, but I wish I could. Same crew, huh? I don't need to hesitate.
But I wouldn't dare point the water at it either.
And it's been three or six months.
It was roughly half past graduation.
It's early.
Speaking of which, they've had magic tournaments and swordsmanship tournaments since three years before winter.
You think you're going to decide on a representative from three, four, five years, and then you're going to decide on a school representative for those three?
And it seems that school representatives will decide on the seats of the other city representatives and the best students on the border.
Apparently this greatly affects my reputation when I go on to school.
Brother Urien wasn't worried about his reputation because he had won the sword club. Even though it's the best on the border, they couldn't beat Umer.
Sister Elizabeth became a school delegate in the Magic Department, but she couldn't win.
Brother Odie hasn't participated in the first place.
I'm not willing to participate either.
The venue for the finals is handy, and this time it looks like the capital. I'm confident I'll be chosen, but I don't want to go by carriage.
There are three divisions.
Sword art
-Magic
· Academics
Start by deciding on a pair or two to third-year delegates.
Participation is free.
Steed, you are swordsmanship.
Sandra is magical and academic.
Alex entered magically.
Me and Serge, you're not in.
Let's just take it easy and be supportive.