After all, it hurts that you couldn't prepare a red monster.

Marcello grumbled as he watched the battles taking place all over the city.

There were a lot of red monsters in Paris Stall.

But this time, I couldn't prepare it.

The reason is simple and simple.

Marcello is no longer a maniac.

I hated Ante.

It's just aggregated into one point.

I didn't want to add as many elements as I could that would distract Rin, Mura, and Remia.

Because Ante was making those remarks.

She never said to Marcello, "Don't let the red monster out."

After blaming her for it, Ante would just be pushed to say, "I'm not telling you to stop."

"In fact, I had no choice but to drink it..."

That's right, his words are true.

Sure enough, if I could prepare a red monster, my winning eyes would be pretty good.

But...

Yes, but...

When Ante's motivation is reduced, it hurts dozens of times more than if you couldn't get a red monster.

I already told myself that I had an octopus in my ear, but Marcello's greatest strength was Ante.

The best chance of winning is if she goes to battle in a good mood.

Then, let Rin, Mura, and Remia fully demonstrate their abilities, and then let Ante feel good about winning.

That's what Marcello did.

It's not a strategy, it's something brainy people can listen to, but I thought this was the most reliable, so I had no choice.

Besides,

”If I could fight well and win, you promised me that you would be able to put on the balls all at once.”

There was an in-law ante.

Marcello's desperate desire to fulfill her request was quite high.

The only element of anxiety is undoubtedly anxiety.

Yes, Taichi.

I was worried that the summoner wasn't coming out of Donago Volcano, but I couldn't help thinking about it anymore.

Aside from being a negligible opponent in his hand, it was a strategy that he didn't consider at all.

If you come down, you lose.

It doesn't matter what you do.

It's good that you can catch a glimpse of that boy before he's gone.

Win or lose.

Battle is the best of luck.

Marcello did everything he could.

There is no doubt that it could not be done perfectly.

But there was no regrets.

Everything has to be done with the cards in hand.

"Read, win or be pushed away."

Many monsters prepared by Marcello.

And the subordinates who lead it locally.

Ante gave me permission not to get distracted from the beginning of the fight.

What will happen?

Are you going to proceed as expected?

Are you going to miss your expectations?

Will something unexpected happen?

Or is everything going wrong?

Marcello doesn't know.

When power is not forthcoming, let us be spoiled by incompetence.

"Come on, please, Ante-san."

Marcello entrusted everything to Ante, who was fighting fierce battles outside the city.

After all, the best thing to expect was Ante.