"We begin Game Five of the First World War! The first one is ah! Elizabeth de Martin! What a living thing! There were rumors running around that the Dark Alliance Demon Scorpion's fierce blade, was killed by dramatic poison! He's alive for some reason!
The second one is ah! Cicilia Corsicano! Not interested in Urien! I just want to kill Elizabeth! I will avenge my sister! Avenger Sicilian! Luckily the match came true in the first round! It's a featured fight! Both sides! '
"Begin!"
'There's a battle... unfortunately... it's instant death...'
"You Elizabeth... you don't have to do that..."
"But the Sicilian kills, more than he said, is a natural consequence. Instead, I'm probably glad I didn't suffer in an instant.
You're gonna have to crack your neck in the first three seconds. I thought it was just a wind slaughter. It was a shock-piercing version. Instead of shock, do we penetrate the slaughter... Sicilian players seemed to have prepared a sturdy shield because his sister was his opponent, but that was pointless.
'By the way, Sicilian players seemed to have been prevented, but how could they have been decapitated?
'I'm here to give a description, but I can't tell you. It just didn't work for Antares in the Kingdom-I militant. There's a tip there. Maybe.
"Rather, even though Antares had taken precise measures, the Sicilian player seemed to have failed to combat glare in his vengeance. Then it makes sense that you can't win.
You're stronger than you were in Antares, aren't you? I wonder if there are any fantasies that would make me stronger if I came back from dying.
"We're starting Game Six! The first one is ah! Delphine de Roland! Young Grand Duke's eldest daughter! After the royal family, you will inherit blood.
The second one is ah! Migita Pascoli! I became an adventurer to buy a picture of Master Urien! Most of the money goes to painting, and life is a flaming carriage! Still won this far without giving up! The difference in strength is obvious! I can't keep an eye on how to override that! Both sides! '
"Begin!"
Is Delphine a blonde vertical roll or so-called drill roll? It's a hairstyle commonly found in the lower ranks of senior aristocrats, but it's rare to do that in the Grand Duke. I wonder how restrained you are.
Delphine won the battle without highlighting it. The levels are too different. Will this man hit with his sister in World War II?
'Again, the strength difference could not be broken. For this minute, it's going to be a fierce fight from World War II.
'Right. It is also a facade that prevented me from participating in the Kingdom-I militancy. I know what you think.
"Dear Titaniana and Delphine. I am also looking forward to a match between those with the same bloodline, but whether it will be fulfilled or not...... '
Seeds lost the seventh game. Why is that guy here...
And the last game begins.
"This is the last game of World War I! The first one is ah! Henriette de Zematis! Finally, the corner of the winning candidate! Whole floral mess! Men's number one favorite at the School of Magic! Does she get magical nobility or something?
The second one is ah! Alexandrine de Alexandre! Kingdoms One militant semi-finalist! I'll never forget that spectacular final! But is it okay? Are you telling me to switch from Demon King Curse to Master Urien!? Or are you going to get it both ways!? If you win, you'll be forgiven for that too! This is the last battle of the first round! Both sides! '
"Begin!"
I've been waiting! Is it finally Alec's turn? But, Henriette, your sister seems strong. Come on, Alec!
"Ice Bullet"
"Ice Scatter"
Windballs.
"Wind Slash"
Suddenly Alec's awesome magic is unleashed. Your sister is shooting it off.
But it still goes on.
"Fireball."
"Whirlwind."
"Fire of the Plains"
"Oops! Alexandrine's furious attack early on! Henriette defends it carefully! I feel spare!
"I guess Alexandrine has something to aim for. Because you can't beat Henriette with just a force push.
"That's the one with the name of Zematis. Polite magic control without waste. You have an apprenticeship to learn.
That's your sister. Seems to be preventing Alec from attacking with the least amount of magic necessary. Can't you push it?
"Fire of the Plains"
Another fire in the plains. On the martial stage it is a flaming hell. Your sister's fleeing into the air, but where did Alec go? I can't see it in the fire.
"Frozen Glacier"
Oh! Your sister's advanced magic! All that fire went out and the martial arts stage was covered in decomposed ice! Is Alec okay!? No!? Where!?
"Ohhhhh! Alexandrine's gone! Where the hell have you been? -!?
'The concealed shape is polished. It seems to be well mastered in conjunction with various methods such as dirt and trees.
'Uhm. Running away and hiding is not noble, well done among some who detract from it as a method of warfare for the weak.
From the looks of your sister, you really don't seem to know where Alec is. I'm on clear alert for all directions.
"Fireball."
"Fireball."
"Fireball."
Oh, I'm carefully melting the ice from the edge of the martial arts stage by making it look like an indiscriminate attack. Did you decide that there was an Alec somewhere?
Eventually, about half the ice melted. But Alec still doesn't show up.
"Fire of the Plains"
Did your sister get into trouble or did she cover the other half with fire? If you don't show up, you mean burn to death.
But still, Alec doesn't come out. Patience comparison?
Your sister lands on those not covered in fire and walks around on the martial stage with a cane. Seems pretty alert.
"Saaah - Alexandrine has completely disappeared! Do you actually lose your mind somewhere!?
'That's not true. Sure, I don't feel magic, but it's because Henriette hasn't loosened her guard.
'Uhm. I guess there's something only athletes on the martial arts stage feel. I'm tempted to kill for opportunities.
And where the hell is Alec?
"Yikes!
Suddenly your sister's voice echoed the venue. This time, Grandpa's magic is allowing him to hear his voice on the martial arts stage.
'Oh, my God! There's a blade growing from the back of Henriette's foot! No way, Alexandrine! Were you lurking under the martial arts stage?!?
"Fireball."
Your sister attacks her feet, but there's just a stone floor there. There is no Alec.
Sister jumps up in the air again with her injured leg.
"Water Polo"
"Water Polo"
"Water Polo"
Now it's a water attack. You still mean you're somewhere on the martial arts stage?
"Geho, haha......"
There he is! Right! Were you hiding in a hole in the martial arts stage with the magic of a pit? Did you hide the hole itself with flames? It would have been hot...
Besides, there's a lot of holes in the stone. It's pretty magical.
"Ice Bullet"
"Iceball."
"Water Polo"
Henriette, it's your sister's furious attack. Alec also tries to defend himself but is not breathing properly. I can barely seem to use my magic...
"Fireball."
"Whirlwind."
"Wind Slash"
What a jerk...
The magic of the flaming whirlwind that you are no longer familiar with, plus the wind slaughter to chop it up while baking...
You were right not to bother. From the rest of Alec's magic, it would be as far as it could still be prevented. So your sister's assault still going on?
"Alexandrine caught in a whirling flame! Are you sure you're okay? Are you alive?
"It's not dangerous. From what I've seen, Alexandrine doesn't use defensive magic on Locke. It could be dangerous.
'Survival is at stake unless it's even so high gear... today's outfit was a magic school uniform...'
"The flames have subsided! Will Alexandrine be safe!?
'Ho, don't you do it?
"What about that white coat?
That's Alec. Is he intact in all that flame? Glad you used my coat.
"What a Alexandrine! It's intact! I don't even have a scorch on my coat!
"You forgot to adjust your gear review. Well, it's not a games game.
'Hehe, that coat is too irregular. Isn't that dragon-like?
Alec's counterattack begins immediately. I shot my sister in the air from the bottom.
But it doesn't hit. Could that be it?
"Although the onslaught of Alexandrine, who was alive, strikes Henriette again! I can't hit it at all! Looks like it's hitting here though!?
'I haven't hit it. My grandson is brilliant. Still sweet, but well done.
"What the hell is that? Doesn't look like you're avoiding it, though?
Magic temptation... you mean the Zematis can do it because your mother can do it?
'I didn't think they'd use this. That's right, Alex.
"Your sister is the one... is it a magic temptation... you saw it..."
"Oh, you knew? So you're Elizabeth? So she's ready to use it, too.
And as Alec's attack stops, so does your sister's attack. Alec uses his coat of Southern Domizucci to prevent it. This... is going to be a thousand hands? Because it doesn't strike either.
"Alex. Maybe a little too much reliance on gear? You can't do that, can you?
"Blowing Storm"
A storm blows over the martial arts stage. I wonder if I can roll my coat, and it blows up every coat. Straight-line off-site with a cone like a leaf of tree flowing in turbidity as it is. Alec desperately puts his dagger up against the martial arts stage to endure, but lacks grip. I lost off-site as it was.
But as a sister, didn't I struggle harder than I expected? How will this affect WWII and beyond? Seed players almost won in the end. There's no point in qualifying!