Different Worlds Finance - The Thing That If a Cass Teacher Who Doesn't Want To Work Starts Lending Gold In Different Worlds, He's Gonna Be Unique

Nice wake up. Yesterday's tiredness is gone like a lie. I'm sure it's because Alec massaged his whole body thoroughly last night. On top of that, my knee pillow until I fall asleep... what a thank you for competing myself.

And get breakfast and take the carriage to the venue. Alec will be joining us today, so Koh keeps it with her sister Charlotte. Surprisingly, I seem to miss you, too. "Puypuy."

Okay, arrival. You have a lot of gatherings today.

"Then Curse, because I'm like that way. Let's work together, shall we?

"Yeah. You want to play in the finals if you can. See you at lunch.

"I wish you both a good fight. Well, Curse doesn't even seem to need that.

"Puy, puy!"

Ko's got your back, too. By the way, Alec's number is four hundred and ninety-six, the complete number... the number Alec deserves. Am I three hundred forty-three? It's still quite different to accept at the same time.

From what I've heard before, there are more or less a thousand participants in the department under fifteen. When it splits in half with no magic. In fact, it looks like a thousand people participated yesterday and today. That's more all at once. Is it also for any reason?

"Oh, hey, he..."

"That outfit..."

"of yesterday's semi-finals..."

Oh, is that about me? It's the same equipment as yesterday. It's no surprise that those who watched yesterday noticed.

"Shit, you just won by asking for equipment."

"Magic department. Then it won't work."

"There's no magic in swordsmanship. It's just a personal protection technique."

You're saying whatever you want. If you guys see Dr. Fernando's sword moves, you're gonna lose your hips, right?

"Be silent! From now on His Majesty the King will come in. Please stand up and wait with your hat off.

"His Majesty King Glenwood Crimson Roland of the Kingdom of Roland, descend!

I thought I was on the dragon again today, and all of a sudden an oversized lightning strike falls onto the martial stage and raises white smoke. There was a king there when the smoke cleared. Do you like flashy?

Our participants kneel in haste.

'Take it easy. I thought there would be no art in the same appearance as yesterday. I changed my taste a little bit. Well, it's a magic division today. It would be subpoena magic if it could be used, but I don't care what it is. As I said yesterday, do your best. Don't give up until the end. I look forward to your struggle.

Even though it was a brief greeting, the venue was still applauded. Charisma. You look and feel like you're over forty, but how old are you actually?

'Thank you, Your Majesty.

"Saaah! I, Belinda Mackenlord, the # 1 Receptionist of the Wang Du Adventurers Guild, will be responsible for the MC procession and the reality today!

"And the commentary goes to these two, first of all the first, yesterday followed by the fourth star, Master Velveta de Ichabre."

'Thank you, gentlemen. Velveta de Ichabre. I look forward to the magical part because it will be flashy.

"The second one! Oh, my God! Master Antonius de Zematis, the demonic aristocrat. Ah! What a reason you agreed to be happy this time, even though you refused to perform last time and last time! Because I have grandchildren! Is that so? The royal magic guide! Certainly the Zematis are forbidden to participate, so when it comes to grandchildren, there shouldn't be that many! Who the hell is that?!

"It is Antonius de Zematis. My grandson is the strongest. I want my grandson to do his best.

"Rumor has it, my grandson is a fool! Shouldn't you retire quickly and replace Master Gregorius?!?

Will Grandpa give a commentary? You usually said no. Positively that would be normal......

You took it because me and Alec are leaving?

'Well, then we will have a first round. If you are from the first to the twentieth number tag, go to the most martial stage. If you are from 21 to 40, please move to Wu Stage 2............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Same around here as yesterday.

We've been waiting a long time, so let's find Alec.

That's hard...

Usually, Alec in a magic school dorm is extraordinarily more magical than he is around. So even magic exploration is easy to identify. But there are nearly a thousand people in this venue, and people with more magic than Alec. You can't use the magic of transmission.

"No, semi-finalist."

"What's wrong with you, you're in the magic department?

"Even we, Wang Du, are strangers."

"Oh, look at him. He's a charlatan. He's gonna want to crush you."

"If you don't want to die, why don't you just go home?

"We're the Dragon Bomber Party, right?

"Let's just go home or I'll kill Omei and get three pieces of white gold, okay?

"You can't have it, can you? You want to put a prize on a guy like that? Whatever it is, it's haphazard!

"That's right! Gahhhhh!"

I thought so. Anything. If you're an ant, isn't off-site brawling an ant too?

You're an ant, "Water Whip."

Around me, about fifty mails radius, I'll swing a whip of water and try to bust it. While most were blown away like boring pins, others avoided, prevented, and fought back. Again, the highly magical ones are different.

That kicked in, and brawls started everywhere. There's all sorts of magic flying around. Aren't you glad this happened from the beginning? All right, I'm gonna strain you!

If that's what you think...

Thunder fell not only on the martial arts stage, but on all the scenes where our participants were rampaging. It's too broad a range for a 'lightning strike', so is it a 'thunderbolt to blast'? The power seems to be curtailed.

"Quiet. Drop an oversized lightning strike on those who have now moved after this moment.

A king. I don't mind a lightning strike, but it's not a good idea to break your mood.

"Ooh - Your Majesty's thunder has literally fallen! Are the participants okay?!?

"The power seems to be curtailed. Let's not have a problem.

"Was the beginning around there in the first place? It was like water magic... '

Oh, they find out... I don't like disqualification...

"It would be incompetent for me to say the rest. Would it be a reminder that off-site brawls have determined the winner? So now let's begin the Second World War by winning out those who stand in the venue. Good? '

'Your Majesty, thank you for dealing with this in a pure way. Now, any off-site brawls, matches outside the martial arts arena, etc. after this will be disqualified! We're moving on to World War II, so we'll redo the draw! Line up!

Don't blame me. Good. Anything is ants, so you deserve it. That's a lot less. Is there about a hundred people left?

"If I cars, you've already broken out. It's early.

"No, because they got tangled up by stupid people. Then I busted the neighborhood. Well, glad you waited less, didn't you?

Alec was still safe. Naturally.

"By the way, what number was Curse? I'm ninety-seven.

"You look alike. Seventy-nine. Is this a pattern where the numbers next to each other compete?

"The best to eighth players on the number tag should assemble on the martial stage.

Apparently so. Then I guess I'm still not going to compete with Alec. So my opponent in WWII is the number 80 player. Can we wait a little longer? Let's wait and flirt with Alec.