For Albio, the white magnetic sorcerer who accompanied the Ardenfeld Kingdom delegation, Ryan, who served as the third on the team, was above the clouds.
Gained experience as a mentor to Gawain Stark, he is now the most elite team in the Royal Palace Magic Division, and the most important magician.
Hey, Albio, is your soul on fire?
Although there were parts that were too hot, they were honestly worthy of respect for their warm appearance.
Yes! It's burning!
"That's good. I'm glad I did my job today." I'm looking forward to your growth. "
Best of all, I'm glad you're looking after yourself.
While being an Adamantite class sorcerer, he also watches the growth of the lowest ranking white porcelain sorcerer.
Among the royal magic division, which is one of the most favorable environments in the kingdom, seniors with juniors' thoughts are unusual.
(There are some strange things, but you are a very good senpai. Maybe I'm the only one who knows how good he is.)
A big stage where such seniors serve as generals.
The performance of the Ardenfeld Kingdom representative team was remarkable.
Senpai Ryan had an exceptional sense of stability. Enter the second round of the main battle by building an advantage over the elite of other countries in a calm battle.
The fastest-running genius - Luke Waltstein wins with absolutely no enemies.
Noel Springfield, a non-standard monster newcomer, has won an unprecedented battle by knocking his opponent out with a headlash.
(Today is the day when the next opponent is drawn. May the three of you be blessed with...... and most importantly, an easy opponent.)
(Did you hit an opponent you didn't want to hit?)
That night, Ryan Archibald exhaled deeply in his own room.
The opponent was an elf wizard who poured her magic training for thousands of years.
Estelle Blue Forest.
He is the second most powerful person in the Empire after the Spirit Queen, and is one of the top ranked players in the Western continent recognized by everyone who won the last tournament.
(Definitely superior when it comes to strength alone. One mistake leads to instant defeat. how they fought)
Look for a chance to win, but I can't find the answer.
The more calmly I thought about it, the more I could see the difference as a desperate race.
The difference in time spent pouring into the magic created by a long lifetime.
Created Forest Fairy (Elf) Magic - Spirit Magic.
And the amount of magic power far exceeds that of humans.
Overthrowing all of them requires talents and qualities beyond the realm of ordinary people.
I wish you hadn't been born.
A curse from the past that floats in my head.
I couldn't do what my brother could do, so I was crying with my knee on.
That's why I wanted to be gentle.
I was denied by all the people around me, and I could save myself back then.
(That's right, I can't screw around in this place. Supporting and guiding the two juniors is their role as seniors. In that sense, I can say that it was not the two of us that hit him. Shows unbreakable figure on back. so that the two of them can only think about themselves and fight)
I think that the adjustment before the match was satisfactory.
I know you've been working hard! I can do it! I'm absolutely fine!
That's what Little Ryan said in his heart.
"Hmph. You're as gentle as ever, Little Ryan in my heart."
It was Luke who stared at Ryan with white eyes as he smiled unstoppably.
"Are you an imaginary friend?" That's terrible, senpai. "
"Oh, you're jealous of Little Ryan, Waltstein." But you can rest assured. Little Ryan is only a support group. Different categories make it impossible for you to compete with your soul friends. You're the only soul friend I have. "
I'm not jealous, and I'm not a soul friend.
Ryan was intimately in favor of interacting with juniors like cats who didn't like being bothered.
From the time of joining the group, there was no reliance on anyone, and sometimes the junior who was frightened by the surroundings and continued to make overwhelming achievements.
Because I always wanted to let go of that way of life like a strung thread.
(Damn, he's a junior caretaker.)
Perhaps he thinks of himself as a tough seniors.
That's fine.
I don't support myself to be liked. Do everything you can to make their lives better, even if they don't like you.
That's true solidarity.
(I'm just going my own way!)
It's like a routine to throw up before a match.
I don't think I can lose that much. It's evidence that we're taking it seriously.
(Everything is a good sign. It's all about cheering for me. The wind is blowing on me)
"Senpai, the trick of punching is footwork!" I'm going to interlock my lower body and hit you! "
Luke says to Noel, who demonstrates the punch in his waist.
No, I don't use punches in regular magic competitions.
Huh? Really?
Backed by junior cheers, Ryan Archibald stands on the field.
Turn everything into power and face a monster beyond wisdom.
Squeaky pale hair.
A grim standing figure and a magic power that was about to be crushed.
The most elite team in the Ardenfeld Royal Palace Magic Division - Ryan was the third in line.
The female Forest Fairy (Elf) in front of her is superior.
Pure power does not reach us.
On the other hand, Ryan set up an ambush.
I didn't look at the situation, but smashed my best magic with all my might.
Flame Spear Region
It embodied a larger spear of fire than its own body.
It changes its shape swiftly like a multi-knot root, and it winds a bulldozer behind him like a dragon.
Field floor stones that start to evaporate.
Thermal air.
Fluttering yang inflammation.
(It is not equivalent from the end. Immediately after the start of the match, if there is a chance to win. I can put everything I've ever done in this minute)
A flaming spear sprang up.
However, it was a devastating flash as it evaporated everything like the rush of a flying dragon species.
In contrast, Esther, the heir to the Spirit Queen, did nothing.
(I don't use magic...!?)
A bursting flaming spear.
Unexpected situation.
But Ryan was quick in his judgment.
I don't know why I didn't use magic.
But this is a great opportunity.
Flame Dragon Charge
A massive spear of fire like a dragon in a series of attacks.
Never give it a gap to be rebuilt.
Fifty-seven rushes in eleven seconds.
Lactic acid builds up throughout the body.
The instinct to breathe is suppressed by the soul.
It was all I had been brushing up on in a series of blows.
Since I was very young, when I was told that it was impossible, I have accumulated a tremendous number.
Why can't I do as well as my brothers?
Back then, I was throwing up like every day.
Even though I'm practicing desperately, it's not uncommon for me to lose to a child who hasn't practiced.
I learned that the world is not equal.
Talent Difference.
Even if I do it seriously, as I was taught, I won't reach the crowd.
But that's why I was desperate to figure out a way to make it work.
Learn how to handle yourself if you lack talent.
I searched the mountains for what I could not do best.
Maybe we can do it this way. I accumulated such awareness.
What you can't do is your personality.
The clumsy one is his own weapon.
It is because there are only a few things that I am good at, that I can put more love and passion into the person.
Stretch your strengths until you can't see them, instead of reinforcing the areas you don't like.
You don't have to.
I don't care if I'm not good at it.
I don't care if I lose everything else.
But this magic alone can't beat anyone.
Floor stones in the field evaporate.
The smell of minerals melts and hot air is likely to burn.
A series of deadly blows.
No one could even speak out.
The venue was quiet as if time had stood still.
Eventually, it was the cold and clear voice that resounded from the soaring dust.
"It was brilliant magic. A beautiful magic formula that adds sophistication and refinement. You've put so much time and passion into your magic. I sincerely admire your magic as someone who follows the same path."
Esther Blue Forest says.
“But I've spent more than a thousand years pouring my magic into it.”
(Moga......)
Ryan's eyes widened as he appeared.
What was there was Esther standing without a single scratch.
There was no sign of a magic barrier.
The attack was definitely hit.
And yet, I can't give you a scratch.
No, it's not.
It's too different.
"I will do my best to draw the curtain for you to thank you for showing me the good things."
A sign of explosively increasing magic power.
I can't breathe well.
It's best to stand.
It's not easy to live.
No matter how hard I tried, there was an opponent I couldn't defeat.
Hang in there! Hang in there!
Still, I activated the magic formula with all my might.
A flaming spear.
Breath of the Water Spirit
A flood covering the looming sky.
The difference in power is obvious.
The leaking audience's exhale.
Everyone has already realized his defeat.
But what was there was a sight that people didn't expect.
(Ah, that attack)
(It's overwhelming)
Balance.
The only magic ceremony that Ryan kept polishing.
The magic that I created with all my life in front of frustration and pain,
Indeed, those few seconds had arrived in Esther's millennium.
"Wow."
Esther says in a quiet voice.
"It was beautiful."
In the blink of an eye, a raging torrent swallowed Ryan.
A flaming spear that flickers.
The battle was settled quietly.