The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

The imperial capital, the castle of Beoland, has a beautiful garden, beyond which lies a lake called Lake Ruher.

On a sunny day, Lake Luher mirrors the landscape, and she says if you sit and look at a small resting place built across the lake, you can admire two Beorant castles facing up and down.

Having taught me such bean knowledge, Mr. Lulu left me a while ago, earing something at Mr. Bozler, before heading to the side of Emperor Verhazard's throne seat.

The audience has already hissed to fill the left and right of the arena, and I'm overwhelmed by more attention than I thought.

Produced beside the lake, the special arena feels like, simply put, two square scaffolds floated on something that enlarged the school pool.

Is it about twenty meters wide and about thirty meters long, more or less about the size of a gym?

There was a scaffold floating about five meters in all directions, about fifteen meters between each other's scaffoldings.

The entire arena is stretched with water about a metre deep, and apparently this water flows directly into it from Lake Ruher, which borders the arena.

From what I hear, it was with Mr. Magcalo who created this arena. You're surprisingly clever, that stylish Jen Wang statue.

By the way, Beolant Castle is on the rear of the scaffold on my side, and Lake Ruher is on the rear of Mr. Bozler's side.

... it's not like you didn't want me to shoot you in the direction of the castle because you don't trust my magic...?

"Well done. That's what you came for without escaping!!

Mr. Gozzler, who is moving to the scaffolding of the arena as early as possible, is all wet and loud all over his body.

... You went out of your way to walk that far because it's a meter deep...?

"Come on, come on up to the arena! If you're afraid, you can run back!!

Left and right audience seats - even though there are just chairs installed on rock made steps - are packed with a lot of audiences.

Is Mr. Gozler's somewhat high tension due to his excitement in a crowd-friendly situation? Or maybe it's a spirit of service to cheer up your previous game.

I decided to think a little bit about how to get to the scaffolding before showing a little spirit of service.

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Integer Control Magic "Cold Leg Water" ╞ No Value Received

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"" Cold-legged water (ice carpet) ""

Specify spatial coordinates using the center of my head as an absolute point.

Further using its spatial coordinates as a basis, create a space on the cube.

and perform magical numerical manipulations throughout that space.

This is one of the new ways I have acquired in my training with Mr Lulu, 'Absolute Realm Separation'.

As I thought, a 'road' was created, frozen in bright white, as if it were even to be carpeted in a straight line to water that was filling the arena.

I don't like getting wet or swimming on purpose. Let the water freeze this way and let you walk slowly over it.

To my magic, from the audience, I said, "Whoa!! Cheers and twists like" spreads.

"Such a baby really does magic......!" or "make all that magic easy without a spell......!?" Or, "Oh, that's the executioner of blood..." I also heard voices like that.

Hey, the last guy come to me later. Because I'm not angry.

Because of my getting a little attention, Mr. Wet Bozzler said, "Grrr......!" I stare at this one with a face like that.

I wish I could have flown with wind magic myself, if I had so much to look at.

Well, maybe I wanted to save some magic for the game.

As soon as I finish walking down the ice path and reach the scaffolding, I magically melt the ice (and) and then turn back to Mr. Bozler.

"Soften up, please."

"... I can't guarantee that."

Where did the earlier performance-minded attitude go, and Mr. Bozler can be seen quietly burning his fighting spirit behind his eyes.

If you saw my magic right now and the feeling of alarm or insult blew up, would it have been a bit of a failure?

... This could be a fierce battle.

I think it's the first time I've fought in a calm situation.

Rather than that, even previous fights were just one-man games to unilaterally attack, so it's also suspicious if they can be called fights.

Even more so now, I'm getting a little nervous...... so I was wondering if you were okay.

I'm asking my mother, my brother, and Mr. Nervia not to come to see the game, so I wouldn't mind if I played a somewhat unusual fight.

As I was beginning to get caught up in negative thoughts, His Majesty the Emperor, looking down this way from the Heavenly Seat, raised a powerful voice that stretched the spine of those who listened.

"Sephilia. Bozzler. each other, are you ready"

To His Majesty's enquiry, Mr. Bozler said in a manner that was temperamental, "Yes!!" I replied well.

I was feeling a little passive about the fight, so "yes," I replied slightly less energetic though.

When His Majesty heard our reply he nodded one mysteriously and raised his right hand softly high in heaven.

"Now let's play the game between Sephilia and Bozler Tronster."

The audience seats, which were deliberately noisy until earlier, will also quiet down and only the sound of the wind will dominate the area.

And His Majesty's arms lifted down in momentum.

"Begin!!