And the next day. Finally, the final day of the primary qualifying came.
Well... you're in trouble. Vio and Dawson really think I'm coming out, what a deliberate wait for this one in the guild lobby.
I'm sorry, honestly, I wasn't even going to go to the venue today because no one I know is going to show up.
"Morning, brother. How's the condition? You think you can win?
"Hi Kai. Thanks for yesterday. Daughter-in-law, I was delighted to learn so much about it."
"Morning, both of you. Actually, I was snorting..."
Now it's time to spin, my golden brain! Give me an excuse, mislead me!
... Oh, yeah.
"Dawson, actually, you weren't the best guy yesterday."
"Hmm? What a sudden..."
"Why was I in a place like that... you know what I mean?
Athletes cannot be taught how many qualifying passes they have made.
They judge it by the surrounding reports and the sights they see.
I mean......
"No way, Mr. Kai, you..."
"No way."
"Huh? What, what's this about?
Oh, because I haven't said anything yet. He just took the liberty of making a mistake.
"I mean, Kai... he's broken through the qualifying round yesterday."
"Huh? I was in the venue yesterday, too, but I thought Dawson was number one, didn't I?
"No, by the time Dawson got out of the labyrinth, I'd already passed the qualifying round."
However, the day before that, on the first day.
I take the dog out of my nostalgia, a sign of a qualifying breakthrough, and show it to both of us.
Then, from a preconceived point of view, he believed that I was really the # 1 passer yesterday.
No, well, it's okay if I'm the guy in that armor, too?
But you're fooling me because of it, so it's obviously funnier to keep it that way.
"It's really passing... how the hell..."
"Secrets. That's why I'm not going to the venue today!
"Well, if your brother's not answering, I honestly don't have to go either."
I deceived you for a second, so that's it.
Okay, so what am I gonna do?
"So I'm gonna go back up because I'm gonna have company, huh? Honestly, it was a funeral mood because Kai was on the same day."
"Ha, then tell him I'm not leaving anymore."
"Ouch. This will boost your chances of passing the qualifying round."
Saying so, he quickly headed outside the guild.
Um, excuse me, Dawson. I'll make it up to you when it's all over!
"Brother, brother"
"Hmm?"
"You're hiding something, aren't you? It's okay, but don't break the rules and cancel your appearance or anything, okay? I'm looking forward to revenge in the main battle."
"Ha ha, you're no match for me after all"
"You can never steal my eyes and pass the qualifying round. Probably the first day... you had a brother in there."
She affirms so with absolute confidence.
Her strength, I think, has slipped through some of the athletes in this tournament.
That's obvious from the ranking of the training compartment.
Lue and Reis rose, and indeed her rank dropped.
But still, her ranking is in the top 10.
Not to mention, she only possesses the means of infighting, that is, approaching the target and attacking them directly.
Naturally, if you have more enemies, you'll have a lot of trouble defeating them.
"Really, you'd be surprised."
"Huh, well."
Strength that ranks even in areas you don't like.
history that he was recognised for his activities in Sardis and was allowed to use the training facilities.
You're a big daughter, and so are you.
"Well, I'll follow the bra appropriately, see ya."
"Oh, see you, Vio."
And time flies quickly.
Even after the primary qualifying round and two days of intervals pinched, few humans want to sing that holiday, and somehow the tingling air covers the city.
That was no exception, and until the tournament table for the second qualifying round was announced, I somehow began to dive into this bed in an eight-win mood.
He said, 'I'm anxious. So you should be able to spoil me a little bit' or something.
Please don't. My reason will die.
Well, it was like half a joke, the next morning I'm moving on to Lue's bed instead of firmly my bed......
"Well, I'm glad I never bumped into you in the second qualifying round."
And today, the final day of the secondary qualifying tournament.
The announced tournament table was sprinkled with friends and acquaintances in good condition, resulting in a combination of what I would say but not at all interesting.
Naturally, I won the tournament, and it ended like a competition progressor clapping out.
Hey... I never thought all the players who had been assigned to the same tournament would abstain just because they won World War I and World War II.
Because of that, the top three of each tournament are supposed to pass the qualifying round, and I'm the only one who's had the madness to go into the main game.
But thanks to that, I'm glad.
"Look, Kai-kun! It's Reis, Reis! Come on, Raysoo! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Yes, I was able to come and see Reis' second qualifying finals.
After all, it will be a one-on-one battle from the second qualifying round, so there will be an extraordinary increase in the number of spectators, as well as in the number of people coming to see it.
And me and Lue were able to watch our sister brave in the front row of that audience.
"Mr. Leue, or Reis is shy - I'll give you more support"
"All right! Rai-soo! Kai-kun and I are rooting for you! I'm watching you! You can bust your opponent with everything you can!
Oh, I finally leaned down.
Now, Mr. Leue, who made a grand declaration to kick his ass, let's see what happens to the player who will be his opponent.
A special venue, a stone stage measuring about 30 meters in diameter.
We refrained from each other under the stage, but the players on the other side are already totally leaning down just like Reis on whether it's funeral mood or not.
Hmm, let's just say I saw him as the one who knew Reis at the training facility.
She carries her bow wrapped around with cloth during the league of the second qualifying round because she hides her hands until the main game.
They only use it in a position that no one can see during the primary qualifying round.
"I wonder how Reis will fight this time? Looking forward to it."
"You're not interested in winning or losing, you're interested in how to fight."
"'Cause it's not like Reyce's gonna lose."
What are you talking about? That's what they give me back with the look I just said, and I accidentally shut up.
... Mr. Oink, from now on, those with more than a certain strength should have a qualifying exemption or a seed frame or something like that.
It was catastrophic for all of us to abstain because of that.
"Oh, here we go."
And it looks like the game started at some point.
There is no such thing as purposefully daunting names, introductions, or signals of initiation in relation to many games a day and also multiple simultaneous events.
It was the rule here that referees just give signals so athletes can hear each other.
Rather than a game, I get the impression of a managed field game, but this is only a qualifying round.
As a real tournament, Oink says it's Oink's policy to let them win if they want to be treated as they deserve on the honorable stage.
So even now, the rest of us are still contending to decide who wins each tournament on the other stages of the special one.
Honestly, if the top three tournaments can compete, I don't think this battle is meaningless.
It also doesn't seem to be a problem if we let those who lost in the semifinals fight each other and have three passers, including that winner, as qualifying passers.
But the final still sounds good, the audience seems out of step, and a full thank you that all the audience seats will be filled today.
And by paying for a good seat, there's a ton of money in the guild...
I'm a capitalist pig.
"The opponent... is a magician"
"Yeah, you're a flaming mage from what I've seen. Are you good at releasing and contracting? The activator is a basic type of rod, but it's been used a lot. Sounds like a lot of magic penetration."
"... you're too pathetic to be naked that far with a glance"
You look really amazing, Mr. Leue. Aren't you a sorcerer killer already?
As its description suggests, the sorcerer's man began to sprinkle his compressed balls of flame from the tip of his wand, like a small ball, like a machine gun.
There are not many burnt marks left on the stone stage to destroy.
Perhaps he sacrificed his power instead of his continuous fire.
But if it's a human hit, that's fine.
No matter how much physical damage you're covered in a field, make that barrage stop people's feet easily.
"Rayce, look, don't put your foot down! We need to get closer and hit him!
"Uh, I see. Because they think Reis is a fighter."
I guess it's an operation that kills power but builds barrages and keeps them from getting any closer.
When that happens, Reis says he's won almost exclusively by melee fights so far.
Beyond sealing her bow, she too has limited means of ranged attack to witchcraft......
"Mm, Reis started collecting magic too"
"Oh?"
That being said and watching, it just seems from my eyes that she keeps scratching the barrage.
Hmmm... but I know one thing.
The opponent uses magic from the beginning, but naturally the stage will be full of its remnants.
And... Reis is a regenerator.
Not a fighter, regenerator. In a way, it's like a rear guard magician, just like a magician.
I mean...
"Kai-kun, ear blocking!
"Huh?"
Boom. Vision dyed white.
An enormous amount of air and sound running down my throat to such a magnitude.
The shock of tingling and shivering skin and the more painful you breathe, the more pressure you feel.
I can't tame my eyes. Close your eyelids hard and keep trying to restore your eyesight.
Then, finally, from the silence of his ear, he begins to let the sound of Keane and Tinnitus arrive, picking up the surrounding sound, little by little.
"Kun...... Kai-kun? You okay? You hear me?
"Ah... uh, yeah. It's okay. I recovered."
"Reis, were you really upset? It was full of magic. It absorbed and released all at once."
haha...... even so.
Looking around, all the people who had bought front-row seats, just like us, opened and closed their mouths, just like me, and looked like a pond carp.
If you look at the stage, even the other players who were playing the game held hands and stared at Reis.
And the other player...
"Get into the audience."
"Wow, my flaming magic doesn't make an explosion that far."
The referee was also flipping under the stage.
Uh, this is probably the referee fainting, too. Shit.
No one signals the end of the game, and Reis is one person going right and left.
You didn't think your attack would do you any damage so far, or you look a little cute at that look around you looking uncomfortable.
Then another referee rushes up to see if the other stage of the game is over and tells Reis something as it is.
Then he finally gave her a breathtaking look and she slowly stepped off the stage, too.
"Congratulations, Rayce! Happy main battle!
Speak up to her.
"Raysoo! That was amazing!
Her next door girlfriend also gives Rayce a round of applause.
Then the audience, finally recovering from the shock, began to cheer for Reis together.
You never thought you'd see moves on a scale so far in the qualifying round, they all honor her with excitement.
Stand up not only from the surrounding audience, but also from the seats away, giving cheers at all costs.
Then she lowered her head gracefully to respond to her cheers and slowly returned to the holding room.
"Uhm...... the impact is so great it feels like I took it all. But right now, Dawson, Vio, Len, you were in the middle of the finals."
"Oh, Vio and Ren, you would have already finished. It's just, Dawson, I was so surprised at the sound you just made."
"Ha, sounds like him. So let's pick up the winner."
The qualifying round ends today. That means... that it's finally time for me and Lue to show up.
EXHIBITION MATCH. The first battle is between her next door and Aruba.
The result is visible. But still, what game development will it be, and what tactics will our daughter use?
With that in mind, he was going to turn to our sister, who was probably unusual.
"... you should prepare meat"
"Hehe, you're right!