We're five minutes away from the tournament.

We're in a square in Warha, Wang capital, waiting for the arena to open.

The main battle is divided into eight blocks, in the form of a block-by-block winner going straight into the top eight.

Thirty-two pairs participate in one block, and five total wins will clear us up and we can participate in tomorrow's battle.

Assuming the player has a vacancy, the NPC will fill the hole.

Therefore, there is no undefeated battle, but it is made clear by the operation that the NPC is strong enough to not make a difference between the opponent of the next battle and the amount of information.

If only one side is undefeated, it means that the footage will remain very unfavourable in setting up maneuvers and countermeasures for the next battle... He says.

Battles can be watched directly in the venue, but tournament games can be played later by any player.

That's why it doesn't seem like the NPC will come all the way over the tournament.

Still, I honestly wonder what kind of NPC will be joining the fight.

It is made clear by the Queen that she will not leave the desert, so it will mean someone from the rest of the country.

Liz looks back at the tournament synopsis as she fixes the hat position in her spare time and talks to me boggling.

"Speaking of which group are Mr. Hynd and the others?

"Uh, group H. Final group"

Mr. Serene, the two Lizzies are thankfully coming to the venue to support us directly.

The journey takes place at the "gate" opened by the magicians of each city.

From there, you can warp to each arena for each desired group.

The same is true for the audience, but with a limited number of people, the venue is expected to be full in a short time with the combined mercenary Alberto Filia, the winner's most prominent candidate.

The Imperial Enchantress, who is still in front of us, stands there still, surrounded by numerous players waiting to open.

"You've seen a lot more players in the desert this way, Se... Se?

"I can't, Liz. Mr. Serene, I haven't spoken a word to make sure you don't stand out."

Then you try to shield me, and then you shrink and hide out of the sight of the players around you.

She's been in this condition for a reason...

"Oh, there he really is! It's brave, it's real!

"What's my fake? On the contrary, I'd like to see you."

"I'll definitely be there for you at the game! Good luck as a representative of the desert!

"Umm, thanks! Good luck!"

"Please shake my hand!

"No, it's okay."

"- Thank you! Oh, good to be here Sarah!

The Humil you're with stands out because you didn't line up in front of the Enchantress first... should I say celebrities who even build a dedicated slate?

Until before, there were not many players in the desert, so it was a mistake in the first place to come here feeling the same as qualifying.

If you're aware, there's a line of players behind us waiting to open.

It was also not good to have arrived a little early.

Besides, Yumil usually answers the voices around him, so that's unnecessarily overheating.

In this case, it's amazing how half the voices you hear have a male to female ratio.

Even if it's popular, I think it's usually something that seems biased towards one side or the other.

"Comrades gathered in the desert, we will surely win! I'll wait in anticipation!

"" "Ooh!

I even got the aura out for the dialogue, and it's a no-line.

Even more exciting is the merit of that speech.

Still, I'm only Yumil's omelet. I'm naturally thru, and I think it's better to be grand, especially Mr. Serene, who doesn't know his face around.

Because you're clinging to me, or rejection has become conspicuous.

Even once you get away from here and rearrange it, it's also difficult now that people's walls are thick.

Can we just have a little more patience......

"Liz!

"Liz, turn around!

……

Liz, on the other hand, ignores the majority of the wild voices that can be directed.

There are many people who only look at overly persistently annoying players like they see garbage, but thereby leave satisfied with a relaxed face for some reason. I don't understand.

――

and the Wizard began to cast a spell without any foretaste.

When the menu is opened and confirmed, the time points to exactly the time of the event.

The surroundings are noisy and unnoticed, but holes appear in the space directly beside the magician and gradually expand in size.

It looks like a different kind of magic from what I used in the qualifying round.

Even if the Mage completes the chant, it is stable and the darkness is fixed there with its mouth wide open.

When the players who were making noise with Yumil noticed that too, they began to bother in a different way this time.

"... there is no way for you to go?

When I thought the Mage had told me something, I was suddenly asked a philosophical question.

I looked at this one in the front row and said something, so I don't think I'm the one who's asking.

Uhm...... should I answer this?

"at the venue of Group H"

"I understand."

Oh, that's fine... I want you to ask me normally because it's hard to understand.

When the Wizard raises his hand, the color of the Dark Gate changes slightly, but he is prompted to enter.

I approached the gate with Liz and Mr. Serene, calling out to Yumil, who was still standing on the other players and turning their backs.

"Let's go first, Yumil"

"- Hmm? Oh, when did that happen! Wait, I'm coming with you! Don't leave me!

"Oh, hey, don't push it! Ahhhhh!

"Huh? Huh?

Out of balance on the rampage of the Yumil, I fell into the gate, involving Mr. Serene, who remained stuck.

Unlike the qualifying items, Warp was an instant event to see if numerous players had received requests for improvement.

Example, the unique disgust associated with the move is gone.

A body reconstituted by transferring the place was thrown over a cold, hard stone floor.

I couldn't prevent him from falling, but he did somehow fall while sheltering Mr. Serene.

Unlike in real life, when you are unblessed, your protective gear works to protect your back from impact.

Good... I don't have to breathe like that again.

HP is down, but that's a trivial problem.

When I tried to get Mr. Serene up out of the way, the light came out at the end of my gaze...

"What!"

"Abrasion!?

Then Yumil fell from the inside, so he hurriedly jumped away with Mr. Serene in his arms.

The weight of the armor is added, or the earth and dust strike the surrounding area while making a flashy noise.

"Ugh... why don't you take it, Heindo... it's terrible..."

"Don't be impotent! Like I said before, be aware of the weight of your armor!

If I take it, my back will be crushed.

There's no fine dust in the damage anyway, so there's no need for it.

In the first place, who's to blame for thinking you've metastasized in this state?

"Oh, you know, Mr. Hynd... it's time for that... uhh..."

"Hmm? Oh, excuse me!

Returning to me in a reluctant voice, I realize that I was in the shape of a thoughtful embrace of a soft body.

Did my breath hurt when I rushed away, Mr. Serene's face was bright red to his ears.

"What are you doing... at all"

Unlike us, Liz's gaze hurts when she lands quietly.

Looking around to delude, it was in a large, rinse-bottle-shaped arena that resembled the Colosseum well.