The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

'Yes! I haven't done it in months. It's a sequence fight!

Moment after moment, a great cheer echoed the training ground.

But......, what is it, you deja vu?

I remember a huge militant meeting...... well, speaking of differences, the size of the stage would be a small thing. Well, still big enough.

- But I had more to worry about than that.

"It's been a long series of fights for fifth and sixth graders! This is the first series of fights for a fourth grader! The commentary is familiar and about me, commonly referred to as" the host "and...... ', who also presided over the militancy in the Grands Empire.

'Ha ha! You're familiar with this again, Dean Grace!!

─ ─ Yes, I don't care about Grace, MC, it's been a while.

At the end of my gaze, the host sister I once saw on the Empire Land is shown on the screen, sitting in a live seat in the same way as then.

That guy, why are you here?

Besides, I know the royal family of the empire and the king of the kingdom. Ha ha, and Grace and I both know each other. If you want me to introduce you to someone for now, wouldn't that solve it if you let that guy mediate?

And that's what I've been thinking for a while.

"Oh, my God! This will start the first series of fights of the year!!

Fireworks that could be bounced over the sky along with the words cut and dropped the curtain of our debut.

"Bube huh!?

My opponent blows up about a meter after being beaten by Nuaza's divine arm.

─ ─ Well, I guess this is what my current physical abilities are, even though I hit him with Nuaza's divine arm.

"One shot, kay, ooh!!! I also let you watch the videos mentioned on the smartphone bulletin board, but it feels like you're getting stronger overall, somehow pretty!

"That's right. Initially, it was a really cluttered fish, but I've been doing kitschy training every day for months since I started school, so now I can see it wrong. '

'I see! Just because you're physically incapacitated, you mean you look down at the executor and the more Hush-hearted people are, the sooner they're pulled out!

Even though I said the current offense - and I just matched it up on the counter where it hit me - I'd like to look at it and ask the other way around what I found out, but more than that, explain my game as well as the rest.

And, well, that's how right now, I was in a sequence fight.

Originally, sequential battles are staged individually with one-on-one battles, well, if you think it feels like a Kendo or Judo tournament qualifier.

A total of 360 people are available to participate.

Of these, 180 losing in Game 1 were certified as C-rank, 90 losing in Game 2 as B-rank, and 45 losing in Game 3 as A-rank, so a total of 45 remaining to fight for rank and sharpen their wings.

─ ─ Well, if I had bothered to put a sequence on everyone, it would be quite a hassle, well, I think it's a reasonable format.

By the way, what I have just defeated is a World War II opponent. Needless to say, the battle against the opponent in the first round is now and always one shot - I didn't aim at her face because she was a woman.

That's how I put my foot behind the stage and turned to the seats reserved for the students.

─ ─ But behind my legs moving forward, my gaze was toward a certain male student who was now fighting in a progressive fashion.

The student was my familiar royal family, with a faint grin on her face, puffed with watery hair, and felt so intimidated that she could not compare to the first prince I usually talk to.

"First Prince of Hermes Kingdom...... Gilbert"

If he puts his right hand around it, the current magic will soon disappear and the sword will lose its power.

With your left hand on the other hand, the magic and slashing that should have disappeared earlier will look back one after the other.

- That bastard pretended to be weak in front of me?

I still couldn't help but think of a rather tense host. [M]

"Overwhelming!! Magic School City - No, the most powerful ability this continent has," Robbery and Gifts "! Sequence # 1 (...), Dear Gilbert von Hermes Ahhh!!!

─ ─ Even though the royal family is ridiculously strong, I was wondering what the escort meant.

There are 45 of us on the stage right now.

Well, I, Olivia, and Max would never lose, and Gilbert would never lose, and somehow the days of brunettes would remain, and in a few dozen minutes there would be all the people to be sequenced.

Though.

"Hey, that pussy is going to look at me so fucked up. What is he, that way?

"Over there!? Which system is that, Mr. Ginn?!?

Oh, shut up. Shut up. Why is Anna still alive? Let it rot and fall.

Around me, Olivia and Max, who looked frightened, and Anna, who casually appeared behind me. And then there was this pussy staring at me... like a mezzama. Although two of us could have fallen apart.

─ ─ No, is there anyone else who should have fallen for me?

"Well, apparently you guys survived..."

"Be prepared, executor! The price of betrayal then, I'll let you put it on in this sequence!

"Ha ha, Astrand, you were still dragging that......"

In order from the top, the cloud, the gray brown hair, and our Dean, who the hell is Dean Astrand?

However, I never forgot that there was a little more than one miscellaneous fish among them who was always busy staring at me.

Transfer your gaze to the front seat of the guest seat.

There she is, the blonde twintail in love with Dean. Miss Elizabeth is biting her handkerchief with remorse and staring at this one - - Okay, let's laugh with her nose as exaggerated as we can see at this distance.

"Muckyyyyy!! What the hell! What the heck!! I'll definitely kick your ass someday!! I thought I heard a murder notice, but unfortunately I still don't have plans to die. If you want to kill me, carry that feeling with you into the next life.

And, thinking about it, he heard footsteps from behind me, and he also heard a disgusting voice in the cloud called "whoops".

─ ─ Well, I only know two guys who don't like the cloud.

"Oh, isn't that Master Ginn! Again, stay this far. Come on, I, am very happy to know!!

I look back when I hear a delightful voice that feels kind of softened and I think, 'Oh, I've been peeking at the timing of this guy talking'.

There, as expected, Mr. Smeragi stood softly, and even though he should have fought the three before, one scratch was not attached to one dust clothing.

Well, I just said the boulder is fourth in sequence, and I honestly said I'm going for first in sequence or something, but I'm not going to beat this guy right now. Well, that's how strong it is.

"Hello, Mr. Smeragi. Feels like I can afford to see it, but how's it going?

"It was normal until earlier, but I just talked to Master Ginn and he's in excellent shape! I feel like I could win now!

─ ─ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

But, well, let me try to argue a little with the current language, even for me.

"Unfortunately, I'm going to get the winner. You're second-place at best, Ouka (...)"

Moment after moment, her expression, smiling until earlier, hardened.

When I call Smeragi Ouka Mr. Smeragi, it's a normal time to talk... and when I call him Ouka, it's a time I can never give in.

I'm sure she knows that, and she knows that's impossible because of my strength right now.

─ ─ But that's why I declare that.

"There are times when a man can't give in. There are times when you want to win, even if you know you can't win."

That's why I declare it in my mouth.

─ ─ Never let yourself break.

"So I can't beat you, Ouka"

So, speaking of the Ouca that I proclaimed.

"Or, hey, cool...... heh!!

For some reason he turned red and fled somewhere.

─ ─ ─ Hey, what the hell am I supposed to do with this subtle air?

I was now standing on one of the four stages.

For convenience, the game from here will be called 'Main Battle', but from this main battle it seems to rank in full.

Let the finals and third-place decision-makers play even the lowest decision-makers just to clearly determine the ranking, and if you stay this far, the rest is only waiting for the hell of a series of fights that follow the streak. They say the teachers fix it with magic and magic aids for restorative magic and equipment damage, but unfortunately not until mental fatigue.

─ ─ In other words, it's also a psychological battle about how much you can fight and win from here on out while keeping depletion under control.

"But well, as far as I'm concerned, as long as it's easy and pretty easy to hit with the target......"

I shrugged and cut the words once.

─ ─ Turn your gaze forward.

There stands one male student, and it is a little fear and a lot of hatred that comes to its face. And only a shard of justice.

The earliest 'righteous ally' or what I call a 'righteous man' would not be appropriate.

I am so sincerely convinced that I am arrogant, that everything will be as I wish, that I will eliminate anything that stands in my way, and that my happiness is the happiness of others.

"I ask you, why are you here..."

"Shut up, you evil bastard. The evil that stands in my way, I'll bury you with this hand."

Ha....... apparently, you didn't take my advice.

When I sighed at the mix, I warped my face and said:

─ ─ ─ I distorted my face in disgust and said this with a contemptuous look.

"Go to hell, you heavenly theoretical bastard"

Again, I seem to be the worst fit for this race. [M]