The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

The next day, the Twelve Knights Selection Competition and the opening of the Final League.

Circular Arena on the fifth island of the floating island of Apolito. It's as majestic as a Roman Colosseum. The venue, packed by more than 10,000 spectators, was engulfed with enthusiasm.

Her Majesty the Empress, the Grand Duke of Targia and other leaders also watch the match from a dedicated box seat.... and recalls the Martial Arts Games of the Kingdom of Verilardo. An imperial operative was after the king's life back then, but this time, that's not true...?

From here, the incumbent twelve knights will also participate. If you defeat him, you'll be approaching the seat of the Twelve Knights, and the nose of the challengers who won the qualifying round is rough.

Eight qualifying passers aspiring to the Twelve Knights. And six incumbent twelve knights, or a total of fourteen, who want to defend their position, win the total.

The rules are the same as yesterday's qualifying round. The top nine winners are the Twelve Knights.

... I mean, there are five people who fall in this mentz. It means you have a high chance of becoming a Knight of the Twelve, even if it's five minutes and five minutes.

Now, is there someone strong enough for Emperor Diggrattle? I see the incumbent twelve knights - all aligned and putting together black based gear.

As a greeting to the event, the Grand Duke of Targia is encouraged to join the warriors. The knights who guard the glorious Apolito - if you will.

No greetings from Her Majesty the Empress. Like figurines, they make you watch from the dedicated box seats.

Beside it, Gonos Goldin, the head of the Twelve Knights, also refrained. He's a tough looking, tough guy. A power type knight that doesn't resemble you at all, but resembles Mr. Vaud, the S-rank adventurer?

... I watched someone sell a fight later, and the Grand Duke's speech was over. Highly cheered at the moment, it took and the final league began.

My opponent in the first battle is twelve knights number six, Kaffer. Skinny spears.

"You're the rumorer. He's strong, but he can't give the runners the seat of the Twelve Knights!

Early in the game, Kaffer's magic spear shines.

"Meteor rain! Can you beat this barrage?

An overwhelming majority of spears, their tips flew in. It's not something that had a range or a crap. First sight, inevitable -!

"!? Disappeared, he said!?

Numerous spears without even the gaps that people avoid. I dodge on a short-range transfer and show up right behind the kaffer.

"Uh-huh!?"

It was Kaffer who noticed me, but a twitch that put together magic hit his side of the head directly. To a blow amplified by magic, the spearman's body flew as he spun, and he lingered out as he did.

Win first. To the instantaneous transition, the audience couldn't stop twitching. Slightly loud......

"That's great, Master Jin"

The obedient knight Kurf has spoken.

"Yeah, well, good luck to you, too"

"Yes!"

Let us hope for his struggle, a knight of obedience and at the same time a student. I'm going down to the rest stop.

Though a breakthrough in the first war, that's the corner of the Twelve Knights. If I hadn't asked in advance what I was good at and how to fight, I might have taken the back. That multiple attack of spears, I must say, is brilliant.

I wonder who would have won if the Willidis forces had fought that...... Mr. Bell can't shake the win, but he says it's the other Ments... I wonder if he's here.

Watch other participants' matches on the rest stop monitor. My game is being watched the same way, so the more guys I hit in the second half, the more countermeasures I'll take here. The ones who got tired so often, they'd use small work, well, they'd read each other.

Well, Kruff won dangerously, and Leos picked up a win over his lower opponent of the Twelve Knights as well. What worries me is the wear and tear. Whatever, it's only the first fight. There is still a long way to go.

"Well, that's included, I guess it's a selection"

You must be knightly or physically fit. In terms of qualities, it is desirable to have a style for long walks rather than short walks.

Game one progresses smoothly. About forty minutes in a circle?

Followed by WWII. The opponent is a Qualifying Group Breaker. It's also a knight who lost the first round when he hit the Kruff. I'll fight you with my sword too...

Game begins. Shield up front, knight in view. When I walk over slowly, the magic of lifting only part of the floor breaks my opponent's foot. The opponent stomping to strike a balance, but don't miss the gap you made there, knock in the sword and hit KO.... I guess thirteen seconds.

Only my game will be over in no time. It wasn't the Twelve Knights this time.

Return to the rest stop and rest again for about forty minutes. Kruff lost to the Twelve Knights, and Leos won. With a meeting beating from the front, the customer is happy, but will he fulfill and have strength to the end, he said.

The opponent in the third round was Kruff.

Under me, he teaches magic mainly. He is a duplicitous knight, with a lot of manners, but by analogy, balanced.

That's what came here and stretched the magic, so its strength was jumping quite a bit. What do you care? In the qualifying group, he won as much as I did.

With accelerating magic, he enters projecting magic with chanting with a sword in his hands as he rushes around me.

I cast magic bouncing magic on my sword and cleverly bounce off the released ice bullets, flame bullets, and electric shock bullets.

"Exactly, Master Jin"

At that moment, my foot lifted up and swayed with grali. Where his posture had collapsed, Kruff jumped in.

That's what I did in World War II. - Yeah, you, what I do, I was trying to copy it right away and take it in. I don't mind your enthusiasm, but it's a breeze, Mr. Kruff.

Jumped in, Kruff.

"You're putting up barriers, aren't you? But the way it's broken is neutralized by the barrier."

Too bad. It's not a barrier.

Gravity magic, activated. Kruff is usually suddenly loaded several times more than gravity and pulled to the floor!

"I ask you one more time, if I'd avoided it with metastatic magic, what would you have done next?

Put a sword on Kruff's head and defeat him with that shock.... Sorry, this is a battle too.

He loses streak. And I won three in a row.

On the way back to the rest stop, Kurf just arrived.

"I lost. You still don't know the bottom."

He has a very refreshing tone. To some extent, did you expect to lose? The loss preceded us, but it's not as serious.

"The direct confrontation is over.... Dear Ginn, if you don't mind, can you give us some advice on your future opponent's offense?

"You're neat."

I'm just the first person to fight.

"Ultimately, we need to be in the top nine."

Kurf sees a game of monitors.

"If we win from here, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Right."

Again, direct confrontation is done, and it would be nice to teach as a teacher about tips. Instead, I might ask you some questions about them, too.

"No... it could be hard to win it all"

Kruff narrowed his eyes.

"Whatever, there's 'he'."