On the final day, we met Emery on the way to the venue.
"I came here as expected. Thank you."
Emery squints and says.
"Thanks, I can contact the six wise men without anyone knowing."
"Speaking of that, that was the purpose. I was so absorbed in the tournament that I forgot."
Emery laughs at her.
"I thought you would be. If you knew the situation where Fiona REIT was, you would have to be compelled to win."
"With that outlook,"
"Yeah, you're kind."
It looked like he rolled it on his palm.
Jeez. I can't beat this person.
"I think there is probably a demon king among the six sages, called The One."
Emery says.
"I don't have time to watch the match because I want to get a sense of who is the king this day. Sorry. But I believe you will win."
"Yes, I intend to do that."
"That? Unusually motivated."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, it's always cooler, but I'll jump right away in a wad."
I really want to protest that it's not too much.
I guess I should be a more intelligent, cool and cool character.
“I want to win for everyone who works hard.
I said after a while.
"If you win, you can cure Ellis's eyes. Then you must win."
"Good. Very good."
Emery raises her corner.
"I'll be expecting"
The venue is a bit off the royal capital, in the thirteenth district.
Get together at the nearest station and walk along side by side.
The breathtaking silver-colored perimeter wall between the buildings inspired me to breathe.
Round like a giant Colosseum, it is Wembley Field, the sacred place of magic in the iolite kingdom.
This is where Fiona wants to stand even if he bets on player life.
"Thank you for letting my seniors come this far"
In practice before the match, Chloe said with a crying face.
"It's still before the game."
"I can't help it! This is the last time I can fight with my seniors ..."
Chloe wipes his tears with his back.
"Because it is the last, I will play the best so that I will not regret. So please, please win, Arvis-kun"
"I know, senior."
This is the last match of this team.
I have to make a good match.
I want to retire seniors with a smile.
Despite standing in the land he longed for, Fiona did not smile.
He was serious and focused on his preparation.
It is good to be pleased or floated after the game.
Now we can get the best performance in the game.
I think that's why I govern myself.
At a pre-match meeting, Senior Fiona said.
"I've always dreamed of this day since I started doing magic. My opponent is Feuerbach. It's going to be a tough fight. I think everyone who saw their videos knows."
Indeed, it was a shocking image.
In the semifinals, Bradford, an A-ranked school that was ranked third in the strength analysis.
Feuerbach, on the other hand, won without the best of his team, Owen Kingsbury, releasing any magic.
One-sided trespass.
A one-sided game that just shows off the difference.
"But I don't know what will happen in a magical battle. There is a chance. Yes, Arvis-kun."
"Yes. I can affirm it. "
Senior Dennis nods, who will be leaving.
Whether he was confident in the game against Amstellitz, his seniors, who had been waiting for a while, were just as good players as others.
However, I think that one-on-one is still the weakest in the team.
However, no other person can rely on magic to make this work.
"Everyone in the venue is convinced of Feuerbach's victory. We believe he will achieve ten consecutive victories. Indeed, his team is clearly ahead. Maybe. "
Senior Fiona looks around and says,
"But we'll put here the best we can do so that if we lose, we can finish the tournament as the best loser."
Then he continued with certain determination.
"Let's win. Let's do miracles."
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side: Al-boy, Al
"Well, this is Wembley ..."
Al looked into the field from the audience seats and gasped.
It is difficult to get a ticket to the sacred place Wembley, and it is the first time that avid fan Al has set foot.
In the audience seats formed along the outer perimeter of the field, there is a field that resembles an archeological site that is divided into circles.
The complex, maze-like stone ruins were a characteristic of Wembley, as if drawing a pattern.
"I've seen it!"
"I was three years old, you never remember that."
"Yes, I remember it!"
With two friends in front of him, Al glances out and looks at the Royal Granvarian player who has appeared on the field.
The mainstay, Fiona Riet.
Over the course of a year, Princess Linaly Iolite and Yves Wallenstein have shown their success in high school magic.
And the first grader of a monster who can shatter nine players of St. Aires alone and still see the bottom of ability-Arvis.
"Oh! Arvis! Arvis is out!"
Al sighs at a friend who says excitedly.
"You've always said that the Grand Varia Royale was just a fluke."
"No, but I'm terrified of that Arvice! It's been an ace in a year and I'm using untrodden sorcery. After the tournament, I heard that a university research institution would invite me to decipher what kind of technique it was. It seems like there is something. ''
"... Well, it seems to be a topic."
As we progress, the number of supporters of the Royal Granvaria grows, and now it looks like one of the most popular teams, but it's a complicated thought.
(I was cheering before it became popular)
"But you're alright."
"e?"
"Nobody expected the Royal Grandvaria to win. He was thirteenth in the newspaper's strength analysis. You only saw it, right?"
I only saw you.
The words struck Al's heart.
"Well, it's like this for me."
Al was in a good mood.
Unlike you who can only follow you, I saw through from the beginning, but like!
"But I can't beat Feuerbach. I'm in nine consecutive wins. This year's team seems to be unbeaten."
Mmmm ...
That being said, I can't help but refute.
"I don't know! The magician is the one who doesn't know what will happen until the general is killed.
"I'm out! Owen Kingsbury!"
Standing in front of a friend's gaze, the emperor of Feuerbach is seen.
Owen, who is the best player of last year's tournament and reigns as an absolute champion this year, is so popular that much more cheers fly from the audience than the Royal Grand Varia.
Al sits down in a chair, watching two friends hopping to burn their eyes.
That's it.
I believe that the Royal Grandvaria can win.
Sighing out, Al gave a little resistance to the exuberant.
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side :? ? ?
"Is the plan going well?"
"Yes. It seems that the six sages also arrived at Wembleyfield, the venue for the game, as planned."
"Great"
In the dark, it eerily fishes the corner.
"No one stupid person would have noticed. No way, today is the last day of my life."
"At the same time, it will be a memorable day in the world of magic. If all the six wise men in the center die, the magic of this country will only decline."
"Indeed, it's a plan for 'The One.' Not only does it take the place of one of the six sages, but it also erases its existence."
It nods and then laughs loudly.
"After the final match, Wembley is stained with blood."
"I'm looking forward to seeing many people terrifying, despairing and dying."
In the darkness, ridicule crosses.
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side: black institution
"What do you do today's activity, 001 (first)"
"It's decided! It's the big stage of Mr. Avis! With all the troops, go for support!"
"But the tickets are already sold out ..."
"No problem. We have power."
"No way, 001 (first) ..."
"Would anyone be able to enter the venue with the finished combat suit without anyone realizing it?"
In Doran's words, 006 (Six) shakes his voice.
"Indeed, 001 (first). No way to use the power of that kind of dignity for private interests."
"Sometimes, we have to do it even if we break the norms of society. My thoughts on Mr. Avis are not bound by rules."
"Wonderful, 001 (first). Just being able to talk about selfish behavior as if it were justice."
"I do not choose the means for the purpose. That is what I learned from 000 (zero)."
"I guess Mr. Avis never thought he could use his ideas for this silly reason."
"Okay, everyone! Today's activity is to see Mr. Arvis's success!"
In the words of Dolan, cheers from the F-class students all come together.
"Mr. Irvis! Mr. Arvis!"
"000 (zero)! 000 (zero)!"
"Finally, the coupling between Owen Kingsbury and Arvis!"
"Thin books will be thicker!"
After smiling at everyone's reaction, Doran said.
"Once before, let's say it's a 000 (zero) escort mission. Make sure you're ready to excuse yourself by equipping your army with all the equipment you need."
"Can I bring the new equipment for the devil that arrived this morning?"
"Good, good, because it's an escort mission. At best, let's go with rock-solid equipment. You won't have the chance to use it, but you'll also bring a special high-performance special 000 (zero) suit! Excuse me, everyone! "
"""Oh!!"""
Thus, the black institution heads for the sacred place Wembley.
Things are going on secretly.