We, the Ardenfeld delegates, continued to win, pulled by our dependable seniors.
After defeating a series of difficult enemies, he finally made it to the final round of the qualifiers, where he claimed the right to compete in the main battle.
Ideal development as expected.
But I'm going to hit the tallest wall here.
Three athletes representing the magic kingdom.
One of them and I ended up winning the final qualifier.
In the last Games, Ardenfeld's strongest opponent from the west of the continent was defeated by nothing.
I wonder if that little girl's fast onslaught is that far too.
I was there for you, though.
"My representative is too strict."
The voices of the world that you hear.
I was originally treated like a lowly rated opponent with no interest in civilian origin, so I guess everyone thought it was natural to lose.
But I have a reason not to lose.
"In this final qualifier, I am severely punished by the lack of opponents with both hands." Definitely win. Let them break through as generals. Defeat is unacceptable. "
The mission imposed on seniors is to break through the final qualifiers together.
To protect senpai who does a good job, we must definitely win here.
"Noel's opponent is Rubens Mengelberg." The number two powerhouse of the miracle nation. The Unyielding Magician was even more powerful when she was over sixty years old. It was said to be the strongest in the western continent in protracted warfare using abnormal state magic. I used my hand to thoroughly erase the goodness of the opponent and then sealed it completely. It's going to be a difficult match for Noel-san. "
Not only is it strong, but it is also a difficult type of opponent.
I asked Leticia to help me out with the measures and preparations.
"Look, we're a team." We're going to win and all three of us are going to make it through this qualifier. "
Ryan senpai is a brave man.
Before the match, the three of us formed a circle, and Luke, who was cold, was able to get in.
Best of all, it was that guy who got me excited about the last match.
Fourteen seconds.
A one-sided winning match that doesn't make any difference.
In the midst of great cheers, I noticed the pale eyes that were pointed at me.
Can you follow me?
Don't say that, it's a provocative gaze.
I think it's superb.
I will never leave you.
Everything possible has come to pass.
All we have to do is do what we have to do.
I didn't notice the gaze from the audience seat at all.
I can only see the opponent in front of me.
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(You have good eyes.)
Rubens Mengelberg thought against the relative little wizard.
For him, who had not lost his passion for magic beyond the age of sixty, the female wizard appeared as a preferred presence.
(With this youth, magic power and magic accuracy up to this point. How much training have you gotten? At the same age, you can't beat me.
I look back on my youth and smile bitterly.
(However, nothing is wrong with the current situation.)
An abnormal state magic that I am most good at.
Immediately after the match, Rubens, who had activated the magic ceremony, smiled at the little wizard's reaction.
I'll be ready in ten minutes.
It must be accompanied by a good staff officer.
After analyzing Rubens' range of magic effects, he maintained a safe place to fight.
Even if he served as a staff officer, he would have tried the same approach.
But that's why the old wizard had a trap there.
(I wanted to keep it down if possible, but if I can't save it and win here, it doesn't mean anything. I'm sorry, but you're going to be the first victim.)
I activated the back hand I had prepared for this country-to-country match.
Heart of Darkness
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At that moment, black filled my sight.
It was a complete, deep darkness with no faintness.
I can't see anything.
Like a lit basement, everything is in the dark.
Perhaps I was struck by some kind of state anomaly magic.
I have read examples of magical studies that inhibit vision in books.
I've never heard of any practical examples of magic battles, but if you're a wizard who has dedicated your life to abnormal magic, it's no wonder you've been there.
The next thing that attacked me was a state of abnormal magic that weighed down my body - perhaps poison.
The feeling of numbness and inability to move is paralysed. It must be a magic of oblivion that some magic can't remember.
Full course of abnormal state magic.
It seems that the goal is to seal my movements, erase my strengths, and definitely crush them.
I honestly thought it was amazing.
I didn't expect to be able to use state anomaly magic with such high accuracy against an alert opponent in battle.
This man has been passionate about magic for decades and has been sharpening his arms.
The extremes that have reached the end of the long road.
That's why I feel something hot in my chest.
Even if I like magic, I feel the same way.
Definitely.
This guy is real, too.
Strong enemies who want to challenge with all their might.
Let me borrow your chest, and I close my eyes.
If you can't see it anyway, you don't have to.
I see it with the eyes of my heart.
I feel it.
Let's go, my favorite--
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(Not upset, are you?)
The backhand I had prepared for you.
Magic that crushes the target's sight.
In contrast, the small wizard in front of her was calm.
There is no confusion or cynicism.
Praiseworthy strength of heart.
Resistance to adversity.
(It is not just a person after all. Four years from now, I might have lost.
However, at the moment, this is still the case.
She does not have the power to overturn the absolute superiority that has been built.
Ice Spear Rain (Icicle Lance)
Attack magic when sight is blocked.
An icy spear rushing in like a heavy rain.
A bursting onslaught.
(Couldn't you deploy defensive magic? It's not unreasonable)
But the next moment, what was in his eyes was a sight he hadn't anticipated.
(Stupid, that blow...!?)
She dodged a series of incoming Ice Spear attacks in a visible step.
I guess I escaped from the abnormal state magic.
No, there's no magician in the world who can get out of that magic ceremony in a fraction of the time.
(Then how can I do it......)
Observing a small wizard, Rubens eventually came to a conclusion.
(No way, by using wind magic to grasp the space...)
I don't see it.
I was dodging an attack with my line of sight blocked.
Close your eyes and rely solely on the flow of air to deal with attacks.
In an instant, the old wizard shrugged at the magic blade of the wind that shrugged his shoulder.
(This movement is sealed off......)
It conveys something cold around the neck.
You're a monster, this guy.