I was investigating the interior of the Circular Arena Colosseum by myself. At first, you shouldn't be uncomfortable because you have a steering committee armband wrapped around your arm. Besides, just in case, I want to give Senior Serra a look around.
The reason for this is policing, but listening... Senior Serra said this.
"Weird gaze?
"Yes. I thought it was a little suspicious. Perhaps you've overthought it."
"Hmmm......"
"Unbelievable?
"No, actually, every year... there's a lot going on in this tournament"
"A lot, you say?
"Certainly a few years ago, I was gambling a student's victory... and to adjust that winner, I hurt his opponent's players and aim for an undefeated... or something. It was handled right behind the boulder, but it's also a high-profile tournament worldwide, so hey. Well, the sorcery club sent me to the boulder, and I've already sent someone to do that... but I'll talk to you upstairs."
"Yes, thank you"
"So, what's Ray gonna do?
"I thought I'd look around a little bit more."
"I don't mind. Run when you're in danger, okay? Mages who specialize properly in combat are seconded, so leave the havoc to them. He's wearing an armband, so you'll find out soon enough."
"Got it. Thank you for your advice."
"Yeah. Well, be careful"
That's what I reported to Senior Sella, and I will now. Of course, I don't have anything else to do as far as I'm concerned because I'm getting the conversation through upstairs... just in case, I wanted to do everything I could.
This tournament is full of everyone's thoughts.
Senior Rebecca, Albert, Ariane, and... for Amelia, the intentions for this tournament are considerable. But that would be true, too. Only thirty-two people are selected from the world's highest school of magic to fight. In getting a lot of attention for that too.
It is also a battle to prove one's strength.
I'm sure some of you may find something in this fight.
That's why I'll do everything I can to bring this tournament to a successful conclusion. Nothing. I'm not so tired today. Time is also now near twenty o'clock and the sun is completely twilight, but the activity itself is still spare.
"... go back"
Yes, I squeal softly.
I'm in the middle of going down the aisle trying to get from a warehouse on the first basement floor to a modem on the first floor of the circular arena. The lights on the left and right illuminate this darkness only slightly. But at this hour there was a slightly creepy atmosphere, though there were lights.
Today's game has also been successfully concluded, and now the Steering Committee people will be confirming the dates for tomorrow.
I'm sure both Senior Serra and the General Manager are involved in that task as Steering Committee members. So at the end of the day I say hello to the seniors and try to go back to the dormitory as usual... but I felt the killing from behind at that moment.
"─ Huh!
[]/(v5s, vi) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) to
The attack flashed with a short knife. But there is a drop of purple liquid on its tip. It is self-evident for sure that it is poison.
The opponent's appearance weaves something like a black robe all over his body, and his face is almost completely hidden by a mask as well. You can only see the other person's face to the extent that the eye area is slightly visible. On the left and right of the bright white mask, there was a red and black pattern running, which was strangely creepy.
Also, a poisoned knife is firmly gripped in both hands. Probably from the paralytic system. But there is also the possibility of a direct connection to death. This time I realized I needed to keep a good sense of distance.
It is also possible to think of a case where splashed liquid adheres when a short knife is wielded to it. I don't think that touching the boulder will lead to death, but the alertness is maximized.
"... Omae, Tuyoina?
……
The voice was mechanical. No, I know it's actually a human voice, but it's also activated by magic so that it can't be deliberately recognized.
Due to the power of the opponent, quite a bit of hand working and grasping. Besides, I'll have to free up my abilities, too, than I have poison.
That's how I run the cord all at once.
Prima Material-Encoding-Supply Materials Code
Material Code = Decoding
Material Code = Processing = Fixed Lock = Release
Embodiment = Phenomenon
"─ Physical clock fixed" Chronoslock ", Limited release"
For a moment, the area around me freezes... but it fits right in. Instead, there was only one ice sword in my right hand, Hikan.
It does not completely release the clock fixed "Chronoslock" in the body. I have now reserved it for the Limited Release, including how things are going. This is literally a limited release of some of your abilities. Now, only 'deceleration' and 'fixation' were partially released to produce an ice sword.
My body doesn't know what's gonna happen again. Since the time had not passed since it was fully opened, a limited release was chosen this time.
……
The other guy also couldn't have missed this gap. When the enemy starts running all at once, it changes its direction of travel from ground to wall. But he never comes down to the ground. With it perpendicular to the wall, it's coming at me.
─ ─ Gravity control. Besides, are you moving the coordinates of the relative position as appropriate? The clever one. The processing power of the code, and the capacity "Capa" is quite...?
First analyze the opponent's abilities. What can they do and can't do? Grasping it is of paramount importance.
And when he kicks the wall all at once, he swings the knife around my neck. Flashing into its empty torso as it quickly succumbs to it.
I waved relentlessly the ice sword I was holding. Of course, I couldn't cut the torso, so I shallowed it... but I didn't respond completely.
"... Omae, Tsuyoi. Imaha, Bugawalui......"
He disappeared completely into the darkness. You must have immediately understood that you were at a disadvantage in your fight against me. I'd like to compliment you for being quick and making a good decision... but the truth is, this one was a pain in the ass.
"... have you escaped"
Probably a magic trick of the illusion system. Again, I decide it's impossible to chase you out of here and restore your abilities.
That hand man has fought during the Far East battle, but is above all highly viable. Fighting is also top notch, but above all, it demonstrates incredible ability when thoroughly fled.
Probably... belongs to some assassination unit... but I don't know.
And I feel signs from behind again when I'm alone in my thoughts... but that was a well looked face.
"Are you..."
"Ray, it looks like you did it."
"Yes......"
Yes. It was the chief there.
But were they watching...?
Though in battle, I would have noticed if I had my gaze. Magic of the General Manager...... I wonder. And that skill is to be admired. Sometimes I'm in battle now, and my senses are pretty sharp.
Even so, I had no idea. Considering that it had been seen, the sense of distance would not be so far apart.
What should we do? Explain it? But it would also be difficult to deceive. Besides, I'm using an ice sword. Whatever you say now, I realize you can't delude me.
Now, thinking about how to talk... What a master it was to come from further behind. Behind it, of course, was Carla pushing the wheelchair.
"And, Master...? And Miss Carla? What the hell is this..."
Further emerged from that darkness were two familiar people. But why are the two of you coming from behind the general manager...
This is how I get to know what's going on in this tournament.