Next Life

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now hosting the Demonic Festival!

When a live rep using the magic item Mike declares, a loud cheer comes from a large audience stuffed into the venue.

The audience was full at about 50,000.

The Demon Show Festival is a good spectacle for ordinary people.

(Sounds like a football stadium to me)

Marius ran his gaze all over the place hiding his face in the hood, and had that impression.

They gathered in the venue's competitive space and waited.

"I'll take the facts, Weiss, and the commentary will be delivered by Mr. Felix of Elves"

"It's Felix, nice to meet you"

Cheers again.

'I hate futile stories, so let's go. First, I will explain the requirements of this tournament.'

There are three events taking place.

Points were awarded in order of grades and the person who had the most points at the end of the three events was the winner of the personal division.

In addition, the total points of the participants will be national points and the country with the highest total points will be the winner.

The first and second competitions take place in the morning and the third competition starts in the afternoon with a lunch break.

The use of healing items between the first and second competitions is prohibited and, if discovered, disqualified on the spot.

"Rest assured that you are allowed to take it during lunch break"

"We also need to think about allocating magic."

Competitive events and contents shall be announced each time.

'It keeps going, first the first competition, the radiation. Look over the sky first.'

When they all looked up into the sky, a black disc stretched out of the pillars and installed five.

And before and after the disc were five pieces of junction stretched out.

'The black disc is a magic item that measures magical power. Please go for it and hit the order magic. It is a simple competition where the person with the highest measurement points wins. There is no irregularity in breaking the junction or disc, but I would appreciate it if you could not break it, the host country has commented'

More and more laughter comes from the audience.

It only sounded like a joke from the audience's senses, such as breaking a quadrupled junction.

Even for Weiss, I'm not seriously worried.

"The points awarded to the winner are twenty-five points, the second place is twenty points, the third place is eighteen points, the fourth place is sixteen points, the fifth place is fifteen points… the bottom line is one point and it goes on '

"I guess it feels subtly advantageous to be in third place"

"Well, this time, they're going to change the point allocation to make it interesting."

The audience applauds.

Humanity was the last thing I wanted to enjoy because I paid for an inexpensive entrance.

"Then first and foremost, the winning candidate Serraeno's Hemrut, please"

Weiss calls me and Hemrut leaves a step forward.

"A wind that blows constantly, chopping up the existence of my angry blade.

[Windslash] "

The blade of the storm is blown and slammed on a black disc.

The central disc showed five thousand and the front, rear, left and right discs showed four thousand and five hundred.

"Hemrut, 23,000 points! I wonder about this, Mr. Felix in the commentary. '

"Uncomplained high score, I think it's an awesome number"

"Suddenly high score! That's the winning candidate!

As Hemrut gently raises his hand to match Weiss's voice, a loud international cheer arises from the venue.

Hemrut is one of the most popular contenders in a row for many games.

"That's just Hemrut."

"It's a secure hem route."

Serraeno's face was also satisfying.

"Followed by Berganda, Ares"

Ares had 10,000 points.

'No, I think it's splendid. You still have a strong Hemrut player.'

I don't care what you think. Marius thought, but he kept quiet.

"Followed by Gallius, Kyle"

Nine thousand and five hundred points, which puts him in third place tentatively.

Except for Hemrut, it seemed lower than Nilsson's.

Mithra's Alex is nine thousand and three hundred, and Balshark's Jasper is twelve thousand points.

"Followed by the winning candidate, Philip, the former champion of the tournament!

When Philip came out, the loudest cheer ever arose.

It even seemed to be ringing ground, and Marius snuck up on the soundproofing magic.

"That's the former champion of the tournament, it's incredibly popular!

"There are a lot of first-time players in the tournament right now, but they must still be leading players."

Only Marius and Serraeno officials knew that the most powerful was Hemrut.

Maybe I don't even know Serraeno's people.

Philip went into the chant.

"The mourning of the earth, the fire of wrath, the hammer of the judgment of the melting gods, and crush all beings [Ravaflow]"

Five lava bullets appear and slap the black disc hard.

The total point indicated is twenty-seven thousand two hundred.

"Ko, this is amazing! Third level magic popped up. Ah!

'That's a high score, too. That's the king, I guess it feels like I said otherwise.'

"Exactly the overwhelming strength! Philip is in first place!

Philip waves and answers to the loudest cheer ever.

"Apparently, you've won the streak."

"I want you to decide on a one-to-one finish with Princess Barra."

Lanreo's face is also good at it, and he applauds as he wins quickly and proudly.

This was followed by Catalina of the Kingdom of Vester for seven thousand points.

"And now Holdia, Annette."

The venue, which was thriving, quieted back with Sin.

The image of a breaking and entering invasion had not fully recovered, and no one had been able to react aggressively with the first participant.

"Water, help me to penetrate my enemies [Water Barrett]"

Annette had nine hundred and thirty points.

'Um, Mr. Felix, what about this?

"If I could say one thing, I'd be sorry if I blamed Annette."

The venue is surrounded by subtle air.

"I still feel sorry for Annette in these places."

"Annette because the host country is Boltner.... assuming it doesn't hurt where it came off."

Ignato smudged and crushed, while Asteria smiled.

'Restore your mind, next up is the winning candidate, Lucas!

A big cheer happens again.

"Big vortex, crush it [Mailstrom]"

A large whirlpool taps a measuring magic item.

Six thousand in the center and five thousand in the other four.

"I'm out, 26,000! I put it in second place!

"That's great."

The audience was boiling and Bernhardt III and the others were satisfied.

"I can't help losing to Philip."

"There is also Lord Marius... and with that said, how much will Lord Marius give out?

"You're going to give me about 50,000 points."

Hahahahaha and laughs furiously.

"Come on next, Georges, the host country Boltner."

Georges had two thousand and four hundred points.

A bitter laugh arose from within the venue.

"Boltner's not traditionally good at magic, is he?"

"If you say you have no choice, you have no choice."

Philip is in first place, Lucas is in second place, Murut is in third place and so far has been ranked according to the results of the previous tournament.

"Is the wall of the winning candidates still thick, Mr. Felix?"

"There's still an unknown number of first-time players, and there's Warren, fourth in the previous tournament."

"Right, next time, while participating for the first time, the mighty Serraeno stands out, Agash."

Knock out 19,000 points in "Windslash".

'This scored high again!

'That's representative Serraeno. You took fourth place. "

"After all, Seraeno is strong."

Tom of Berganda had four thousand and Paul of Gallius had eight thousand points.

"Come on, then one of the highlights, Burra of Lanreo"

"I know you're strong enough for Lanreo to serve, but you were surprised with the princess"

Barra leaves in front in her dress in a curiosity rounded glance.

"The mourning of the earth, the fire of wrath, the hammer of the judgment of the melting gods, and crush all beings [Ravaflow]"

Five lava bullets slammed disc-shaped measuring items, all giving out 6,000 numbers.

"Oh, my God, 30,000 is out! We pulled out Philip and Barra jumped to the top!

"No, you had a hell of a hidden ball."

"Su, wow"

"And cute!

The loudest cheer ever arose.

Has Barra forgotten her discretion as a princess or is waving at the audience and skipping a throwing kiss?

The audience's fondness for its adorability soared, but Henry IV, the father, sighed deeply at his lack of majesty as a royalty.

(That's why I didn't want to put it out... forget my position)

Although she became more powerful than Philip, her daughter was a "magical lunatic" beyond anyone's control.

I could imagine what would happen if the atmosphere of the venue were to hit me, and there could be even more troublesome developments.

Still, when a wizard named Marius emerged from Filato in addition to the two contestants, he had to send them to defend the name of the magical power. I sighed deeper when I saw a person in my own country who was simply delighted.

Balshark's mark was seven thousand points, Vester's Stacey five thousand and five hundred, and Boltner's Gregor one thousand and four hundred.

"Continuing, Mithra's Warren! This time I'm off my winning candidate, but I'm still a leading player. '

"Thunder, be my spear and wipe out all obstacles [Thunderstorm]"

Twenty bunches of lightning tapped the measuring item, recording a total of 18,000.

"That's Warren! Good results!

"You put it in a bad position."

Warren.

Warren came in fifth in yellow cheer.

"Come on, two more, can you save Annette's share, Mireille of Holdia?"

"I can't tell you what criteria were chosen."

The venue is quiet again.

Mireille entered the chant without moving one complexion.

"Black star, bring rest to a decaying soul out of the demonic world [Disaster]"

Five black spheres appeared, speared and landed on a magic item.

Display six thousand in the center and five thousand and five hundred in the other four.

"Dark System Level III Magic! I knocked out 28,000! I'm ranked second out of Philip!

'This is amazing again... is it because of the nobles who never answered before?

"Isn't that woman amazing?

"To Holdia's habits..."

A twitch was also happening from the audience.

"I heard Princess Burra could do it, but I didn't expect it to surpass Mireille"

That was the miscalculation for Asteria.

"Saai is fine, the last one, Marius of Filato!

"You're looking forward to being a national magician instead of Lucas."

Marius stepped forward listening to the audience say, "Who it is" and "Strong?"

It would be troublesome if they told me to break the magic item and make amends, but I decided that if I was to use lower magic, it would also have the effect of the junction and not be a problem.

"[Fire]"

Marius unleashed magic for the first time in earnest.

The white raging light covered his sight, and the tedious roar filled the venue, and the audience rushed to close their eyes and block their ears.

"Hey, what's this? Huh! Ki, are you cursed?!? '

Weiss screams in a vegetarian tone without much consternation.

'Yes, no. Fire... it's just fire.'

Felix explained it with his guts as his eyes glared and his senses were shaken by the roar.

Five, ten seconds and time pass, and gradually calm down and the venue wanders out.

"Yes, what is it now...?

"But maybe curse him?

"No, the commentary said it was just a fire."

"Yes!?"

Marius was satisfied with the audience's reaction and the display of the measuring instrument, but noticed that five pieces were torn within the junction and that there was a crack in the measuring instrument, which made him sweat a little cold.

'Yay, it just seemed awesome for a fire... oh, hey, the junction! Five pieces of junction are torn! And all five are out unmeasurable! Ahhh! If you look closely, the measuring instrument cracks me up!

Weiss was still confused and the stiffness in the venue became stronger because of it.

The guests of each country keep their eyes and mouths wide open, turning them into stone statues.

The only exception was Asteria, who wondered, "What, don't you use advanced magic?"

Neither Filato's officials nor even Rovisa, who beat Marius, can follow the events that have taken place in front of them.

"I broke it! Marius! I just broke it with fire! How did it break, Mr. Ferrick in the commentary?

'I guess you couldn't stand the magic of Marius. The world is broken, and using advanced magic would be catastrophic.'

The two men who manage to regain their sanity and perform their duties should have been described as heavenly and sunny professional guts.

'Um, in this case, what should I do? If I re-measure it, it's going to be completely destroyed this time...'

"That measuring instrument has to eat more than 50,000 shocks, it won't break, so I guess a quarter of a million is fine. Which one of us is definitive."

A messenger from the organizer ran under the two continuing conversations to deliver the paper.

'Oops, there's been an award from the Games management. Marius! I'll assume you put out 250,000 points! Marius will take first place!

Marius stood in the absence of a seat, horrified.

Because of this, I repaired the measuring magic item with "regain" and rebuilt it with "recover".

'Oh, Marius has magically fixed the line with magic items! Marius, I appreciate it, but by the rules, you're not allowed to use magic restoration items by the next competition, are you? Are you all right, sir?

Marius answered the question from Weiss with a question.

"Uh, it's not a problem for you to recover on your own, is it?

'Yes, because otherwise all contestants could be disqualified'

"Then you have no problem."

'Oh, really...'

Weiss' voice and face caught on, but I thought everyone had no choice.

The stiffness from inside the venue has also disappeared.

Restoration of the kingdom cannot be done by magic alone.

Not to mention five boundaries on a scale that dozens of people can do over the years, in an instant.

"Ha, it's clear. It's a vanity. It's decided to use too much magic."

It was the Lanreo officials who squeezed out the squeaky voices, but no one tried to blame them.

I wanted to believe that everyone, except the Fillatans and Asteria, wanted it to be.

Surprisingly, the air that tried to glorify Marius was gone.

"Lord Marius, isn't it too much...?

"My concubine wanted me to do that... but it could have been shallow"

Rowesa regretted that even her own development had become a donkey.

Even though I thought it might be "the strongest class ever," I never dreamed it was "the strongest ever."

The ranking and points earned were twenty-five points in first place Marius, twenty points in second place Burra, eighteen points in third place Mireille, sixteen points in fourth place Philip, fifteen points in fifth place Lucas, fourteen points in sixth place Hemrut, thirteen points in seventh place Warren...... and one point in lowest place Annette.

By country, the first place is forty points in Filato, the second place is thirty-six points in Lanreo, and the third place is twenty-six points in Serraeno.

Personal fights aside, by country, the three powerful nations were in the top line after all.

"It's big that Marius took first place,"

'There are still two competitions, so I don't know what will happen. Besides, there are many athletes who have eaten at the top of the list for the first time, and you know there are still strong players on this continent.'

The venue is also quiet for live and narrative audio.

Though the little talk is awake, the cheer does not.

Even Lucas had a very harsh look on his face, except for even the representative athlete, Barra.

"Hmm... I didn't expect to do it in an instant until the restoration of the junction..."

Even the smile disappeared from Asteria, and the cold sweat flowed.

It's doubtful that even Melinda Guilford can repair five pieces of junction in an instant.

Asteria rated Marius as "melinda-like," but did not envisage the possibility that she was overtaking it.

She had unconsciously trumpeted the possibility that Marius, like Rovisa, was the strongest in history.

Thus the first competition ended with insanity claw marks engraved into the brains of all humans in the venue.