Match venue.

After talking to us after the warm-up, it was a boy with glasses.

"Okay, this is this. Are you at the Royal Academy of Magic of Granvaria? Thank you very much the other day.

The school badge on the uniform is engraved with the magical letter Lausanne.

"Thank you today. Well, our victory is as determined as we can see from the data."

He lifts his glasses and drops his gaze at the portable magic terminal at hand.

"Attack C Defense B Cooperation S Individual ability C Tactical understanding S-Not a bad team, but I have to say that it is not enough for a rank A team. Above all, attack power and individual power are too low. `` Traditionally, they have a strong understanding of tactics and cooperation, but if they are so low it will be difficult to cover. ''

Then I continued like adding.

"Is it unavoidable to be in the thirteenth place in the paper's strength analysis.

"Thirteenth place ...?"

"Such ..."

"Is it so weak, we ..."

Rising senior students.

Oh, I've been trying to hide it, but this person does something extra.

"Okay. Everyone doesn't care. It's just about winning."

Senior Fiona tells his teammate and then gives his right hand to the boy in glasses.

"Thank you today"

I was honestly impressed that he was a human being.

Even if such things are said, it is possible for adults to respond so much.

Since then, Fiona has always been following around.

"I'm scared ... if I miss and lose because of me ..."

Two years senior who is nervous and shaking can not stop,

"It's okay. I can make a mistake. I'll follow along. Let's cover the mistake and win together.

And encouraged me.

"What if I lose? I can't walk out to lose once. I have no choice but to die ..."

And to the tears

"I can definitely win, it's okay. I've done my best. God is watching."

I gently hit my shoulder.

It was a convincing sight that seniors liked. Good person.

...... I mean, aren't the seniors mentally ill?

I'll lose. I have been cornered before fighting.

Maybe only Fiona-senpai can rely on this feeling.

What I was thinking, Senior Fiona was filling her face in the washroom farthest from the waiting room.

Fiona was spitting.

"Are you okay, senior?"

To me who was surprised,

"... Did you see it? You're a bad senior."

Senior Fiona holds her temples in the way that he has done it.

"I'm sorry. Could this be said to everyone else?"

"Of course I'm going to do that."

The seniors are now afraid of the first round defeat in the A-rank school, and are just standing.

It's no wonder that Fiona, who is somehow supporting her, falls down and finally collapses.

"Are you vomiting well?"

"why?"

"It looks like I'm used to it. It's the washroom that's the longest from the waiting room here.

I happened to come across it.

It was a national tournament, and I was wandering around in various ways, but it would have been unexpected for some of the juniors to take such actions before the game.

"Awesome, you are a great detective."

Seniors smile bitterly.

"I wouldn't have missed anyone, but that's right, always before the match. I didn't do this until last year. Being captain, I didn't get any results.

"Isn't it better to say that. It seems that you are being cornered more because of hiding."

"No, if I collapse, this team will collapse now."

That was also true.

In order to support the team on the verge of breaking down under pressure, Fiona may have endured while being tattered.

"It's okay. I'm strong in performance. I'm going to do it. I'll lead the team to victory. Don't worry."

"You don't have to be strong. I'm already seeing my seniors are weak. I can say anything even if it's weak. I won't tell anyone."

Senior Fiona shook her eyes in a surprise.

I will continue.

"And this team will make us win a year."

I can't afford to lose to get a bonus from Dr. Emery.

Ellis! I make a lot of money for my brother! Please wait!

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side: Al, a boy living in the royal capital

Al was running desperately toward the venue.

The first round of the national magic tournament promised to go see with friends. Nevertheless, he had an unexpected sleep.

The cause was that I was too excited and couldn't sleep at all.

Anyway, if you are an avid fan of the game, you will definitely want to see one of the best cards in the first game.

Royal Grand Varia vs. Lausanne included.

(Why a sleepover ... a sleepover ... !!!)

Regret is still spinning around in my head.

One hour before the match, I was going to the venue to watch the practice before the match and the announcement of the starting members.

(Damn ... it's already started)

Al stares at the breaking news of the mobile magic terminal.

Lausanne is attached as usual. A member with a complete set of monsters that has survived a fierce battle up to the three armies.

(I see, you used Lebron, which had a good index in the qualifying. It seems to be Lausanne, who emphasizes data.)

Turn the page, nodding in my heart.

"e?"

On the other hand, the starting members of the Royal Granvaria were completely meaningless to Al.

(Five people a year! Why?)

It is well known among fans that the Royal Granvaria abandoned this weak generation and chose to represent the nine of the year.

Al knows, of course.

However, no way five people use it from the starting member.

At the national magic tournament, 15 players can compete. One third is one year.

(After all, did you throw it away this year?)

If so, Al thinks unfortunate.

Called the weakest, this year's Grand Varia Royale, he was one of the few fans of the struggling team.

The trigger was a spring tournament.

Despite being inferior in individual power, they fight together and do not give up until the end.

Al, who happened to watch a muddy team that didn't seem to be a mighty man, came to like him.

When you say that, you always say this.

"What's good, such a team"

"It's just because Fiona Riet is cute"

I strongly protest that there is no such thing.

...... Sure, Fiona is cute.

My teammate's thoughts are that they take a trivial action during the game, and they don't seem to like it.

That's why I really wanted to watch this game.

Even if the reputation of the Grand Royale is bad, the chances of winning if everyone fights together should not be zero.

...... Well, it may be a very low possibility.

Cheers are heard far away.

Little by little you can see the big venue.

(I wish it was still early)

Show the ticket, enter the venue, and run up the stairs.

Since Al has come many times, he knows the structure like his own house.

The reserved seat of the ticket you have. Get through the nearest doorway without hesitation.

At the moment, what sounded was a frenzy like the rumbling of the earth.

Everyone is staring at the field and the giant monitor, shouting their fists and shouting.

(What the hell happened ...?)

Al hastily looks around.

It was his friend Oliver who promised to call him.

"Al yabaizou! It's going to be hard!"

"What happened?"

Oliver turned over and said,

"The year of Gran Varia is amazing! It's incredible!"