The next day, S-Class and D-Class matches were played.
Linary knocked out nine athletes by himself, and set a record for the most knockouts in a single game at the academy.
Moreover, I didn't use an "electromagnetic gun".
That's why I haven't been serious yet, so I really have to admire its strength.
Meanwhile, I was working hard to prepare for the upcoming C-Class game.
Despite defeating A class, C class is also a strong enemy.
If you do not prepare well, you will have to struggle.
"The C-class general is Wilber Strawberry, a user of water-based magic. He's a good performer and is rumored to be in the B-class next year. It's central. I'm liable to be licked by lower-ranking opponents.
"... Why is Leon in our class?"
I was almost taken for granted, so I was going through for a moment.
It's a secret F-class base here. I'm in a secret strategy meeting.
"Because I won't be troubled if the F class wins over the C class. And this class seems to be interesting now."
"Will you cooperate, Mr. Leon!"
"Yeah, as far as I can."
"This is encouraging! It's a hundred people!"
Exciting F-class boys.
"I saw it now! I was looking at Leon and Leon!"
"precious"
"Save your best with your heart's shutter! Save!"
The girls seemed to be excited.
Leon is cooperating, it's a reassuring thing. Yeah, I understand.
"Okay, let's go with this strategy this time."
I will explain the strategy by placing magnets on the blackboard that indicates the enemies and allies on the exercise area map.
Thus, after careful preparation, we headed to the battlefield.
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side: C-class general, Wilber Strawberry
For Wilber Strawberry, the news of the F-Class victory was nothing but the gospel.
The powerful A-class was defeated, and the C-class advance to the final was virtually decided.
"Emeri's Favorite", which defeated "Grandvaria's Storm", seems to have some power, but it is still an F class.
The feat to advance to the finals in C-class history is in a position where you can reach without having to reach anymore.
(That Leon Fiordert wasn't too big, losing to that inferior sweep.)
It's harder to lose those who can't win without using vulgar means to get pitfalls.
(But I don't relax my hand! The lion will do everything to beat the rabbit.)
The position where the F-Class sets the trap was completely knocked into my head. I know the position and strategy of the formation.
(I'm different from a fool with a head like an A class. Not only magic but also a brain is genius. Oh, my talent is terrible.)
And the day of the decisive battle.
Wilber laughs when he sees a trap in exactly the same position as he did in advance.
(As expected. If you take A class, I think we'll take it too. That's sweet. We're smarter than A class.)
"Be careful, there's a trap here."
"Hah! I didn't notice.
"Huh. Of course. I'm a genius."
Brush up my hair, Wilbell says.
"Let's go along the edge of the road, so you can get past the pitfalls."
C-class students go through a space with no trap at the border with the forest.
That was when the voice resonated.
"It's an enemy attack! The enemy is in the forest! In the forest!"
"What was that!?"
In unexpected situations, C-class students became severely confused.
"Retreat! Retreat and rebuild!"
"But, Wilbel! There are pitfalls there."
C-class students whose scaffolds collapse and their bodies are entangled with sticky objects behind the pits.
The students who noticed and did not retreat are also pushed one by one and one by one into the pitfall by the attack of F class.
"Fuhahahahaha saw the power of our F-class!"
"It's a surprise attack over the pitfalls! Are you shameful, F-Class!"
“Shame?
"Thank you guys!
A C-class student fighting back.
However, the angry offense prepares meticulously and won't work for a united F-class.
"Well, what will you do, Willbell-sama?"
Wilbell sighed, confirming that all C-class students had fallen into the pit.
"The enemy was much stronger than we thought."
"Such ..."
"Don't be afraid. Focus on the enemy general. All you need to do is leave a little gap. I'll do the rest."
Wilbell looked up at the F-class students through the pitfalls.
The clean eyes are not yet dead at all.
That fact inspires C-class students who yearn for her.
"Everyone! Focus on the enemy general! We will make a path to Wilbell!"
"""Roger that!!"""
Although less magically class C than class A, its unity was real.
All do their best for one of the most powerful Wilbers.
But the desperate terrain differences steadily hunted down C-class students.
C class students who are dropping off with one person.
(That F-Class is so strong ...)
I thought the A class was just off guard.
If they were C-class, they would have no trouble winning.
However, it is noticed when they actually face each other.
Traces of pre-practice that can be seen from sophisticated movements. They must have been better prepared to win this match.
(Even the weak can make an effective strategy, make the right preparations, and fight with the breath to beat the strong?)
The last companion who was fighting next is destroyed.
This leaves you alone.
Wilber exhales deeply below the immovable sticky pit, looking up at a well-organized F-class student.
"It's wonderful. Please rejoice. I will praise you."
Shortly after, Wilbell was destroyed and the battle was settled.