Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku
Seven Kingdoms Magic Goodwill Games - Opening Meeting
A vast arena.
It boasts a wide area with curved arcs. There is a martial arts stage there - not so splendid, but a place covered with anti-magic protective walls - which reminds me of the College's training ground, but its size is beyond comparison. I hear that you can definitely not see the face of the person on the other side and go straight ahead and have 200 m.
The spectators cover the perimeter. And there are even more spectator seats on the fan-shaped, step-by-step seats. I mean, it's upstairs. In the meantime, the intervals were raised so that the majestic room protruded.
There are four competitive compartments. This will be the four-block game progression.
Alice is the first of the first game. I can't tell you to change the order table now because it was already delivered by Ferrinella to HQ. I can't dispute it originally... because it's due to my own personal feelings.
"Huh, why the first one?"
Arrive at the first block with a wrapped AWR. I also felt my stomach was clear because of extreme tension.
He said it wouldn't change the first or last time.
"Tell me that."
Tesphere is feeling equally nervous again, but it would be better not least because she has more bee Alice next door than herself. It may have been soothed by empathy and relief like finding a fellow as much as I found out it wasn't just me.
"I got a new AWR, so give it a try!
After a pranky grin, "Get your attention too" also hangs up the chase.
I don't even have to think about what that refers to. That gold in addition to the non-commercial AWR.
Complaining is a mistake, but Alice laughs a little bitterly.
"Fia's the second game, right?
"Damn! So I can't see Alice's game, but let's win the first fight!
It's not an intent, it's not a certainty, but Tesfir's words still fall into Ston and Alice. I don't have the pressure to win, and I even feel light-hearted at some point. I know it's a trick, so I just said it like a self-implication.
"When the results of his training are tested. If you lose, I'll complain to you!
Oh, you mean that. The nasty idea of blaming others for losing is obvious, because of course it makes you look nickally bad that you don't mean it.
"If you say that, they'll pull you back."
I flaunted my shoulder like a wasp, but Tesfir's bad face wouldn't break.
Alice reckons.
(But... what I've been doing is helping me...)
So I tried to believe it. I was determined to do what I could.
Then turn to Tesfir and point your will at your best friend, whose efforts so far have fed and only become a little stronger.
"So is Fia. Not to say winning one, winning and aiming is the main battle!
If men go out with each other at times like this, will they let their fists go out? Shortly after Alice shook her head that she couldn't be that embarrassed.
――――
Instead of a fist gently protruding in front of his chest, Tesfir's sword was lifted.
Alice turns a bewildered eye without knowing what that means.
"See, Alice too..."
Alice is told but obeys as she leaves the question as to what ritual it is. Tesfir's face, however, was slightly reddish, facing in an unawares direction.
And each other's knives and spears - around the pattern - make a cock noise and bump into each other.
"but good luck!
"Yes?"
It was hard to hear what that was, so I'm going to throw a change ball. Maybe because Tesfir's mother was a soldier, she'd go into the AWR before her assignment?
"Some kind of bluff?
"Oh, yeah."
"Heh - I knew there was such a thing. Like a decision by the troops?
"Er... I'll introduce you to my unit sooner or later"
"Hmm.................. Could it be fia"
"Yes! Now, I just thought about it!
Alice couldn't stand the ridiculousness of the suspicious eye shooting through the Tesphere and staring back at the punching too much... and laughed as she put her hand on her mouth but exhaled a puffy, relaxing tension.
"That's good! I thought it wasn't bad, but laugh? Normal."
"Because you're not a boy"
In tears, Alice soaked her thin eyes in Shizuku with her finger belly.
Pook turned to bruise that Tesfir was grumpy and swollen cheeks childish.
Such a best friend makes me loving and grateful.
Alice immediately moves into action thinking about how she can pass it on. Fastest and simplest.
"Thanks! Fia"
Alice hugging Ba from behind doesn't even care about the eyes.
Tesfir puts his arm around his neck into his sight shamefully.
"I'm fine."
Alice flaunts herself on the shoulder.
The players around him watching it - especially the boys - stopped his legs and saw it as chilling. I guess that means they're one man in front of the players too. What are the emotions that have escaped self-control? It's useless to just think about it because such an idea can only be looked at in the long run after all.
Let's just say I'm restraining myself just not mistaken for a temporary desire.
Alice, who broke up with Tesfir, tells the attendant standing in front of the match venue the name of the player, the college, and then enters after checking.
The screen listed above the center shows the battle, but the match start time is displayed until the start. There is already no nervousness in the momentary and imminent game, nothing to feel in the diminishing time.
On the refrain bench Alice took the cloth and took out the AWR. This time, I don't even need a belt-shaped sheath, so I try to stay out of it.
It's just breathing out even if you take a big, deep breath. Everything that already weighs the movement had been removed by Tesfir - leaving the tension as good as it gets.
The actual match venue is covered by 40 m squares.
Alice took a deep, deep breath when she confirmed the time remaining, and she also helped her hand holding the AWR.
"Athletes must enter," the clerk urged, heading to the entrance.
Doors to approach and slide.
I can see you're exposed to countless gazes the moment you get in. Is it an exclamation, I can hear the twirl gushing in the distance? It's probably because of the protective wall, but it pushes the clutter out of consciousness that can also be taken as stunning.
The golden AWR, definitely this, Alice glanced, feeling the weight of the metal in her hand. Even Alice breathes in the appearance of being even mysterious. A spear used by God that comes out of fairy tales and stories like Oga, I'm not sure I realized it was a false statement. It's unlikely as a fact, but there was a brilliance that made me wonder if it wasn't.
It was the Sixth Magic Academy uniform that came in from across the street at about the same time. That would mean a magician belonging to Hydrange.
Walked towards the center of the starting position, keeping an eye on the gear.
Ars may or may not have been able to discern the aptitude lineage from the magic formula of AWR when he approached it. It's not even possible because it's not a smart head. A double-edged sword from his body, but with no boneless impression, Alice frowned. The patterned buttocks have large red gems, sheaths deliberately decorated hanging on their hips, even though they are appearing in striptease.
Front hair with medium middle meat and clean and flushed hair. Though a face with a sense of character, I caught a glimpse of childhood everywhere. Rather than being graceful, foot carriage is ruined.
(Is it noble?
The other person naturally looks at himself, but the color of his eyes and his mocking mouth. Obviously it is clear that it is looking down to the bottom.
But when I approach Alice's AWR, I get wolfish. Did it hurt my self-esteem too? The ridiculed face changed, distorted all the time saying it was disproportionate.
Get to the designated position, time runs out. Alice moved on to a battlefield position, dropping her hips and putting up a spear. The starting buzzer should ring, but I can't wait for a few seconds of silence.
Shortly after you think it's strange, the red letter appears on the center screen as "Warning". Then he said, "Sixth Magic Academy, I'll take the warning as one. Immediately untie the magic and prepare for the start" It is the opponent's man who was surprised by the mechanical and monotonous voice.
If you look at it, it was magic flowing to AWR. I guess it's unconscious from the way it panics.
Alice pulls out her strained shoulder. I thought I knew what you meant when you said before that you could also measure the power of your opponent with a magic grant, as Ars said.
I know because I trained in magic manipulation and can do a little bit of it. It means it is immature enough to spill out unconsciously.
Well, the release of magic is not uncommon by the augury of emotions, but it would be nothing but immature on this occasion.
What he did is flying, so to speak. Until the buzzer of initiation sounds, release of magic in the starting position, exercise of magic. Equivalent acts are prohibited and penalties imposed. This is not what happens in one go, but as it was an announcement, these warning penalties lead to the disadvantage of the college, not the individual.
Opponents who breathe heavily and deeply just to re-compartmentalize.
On the contrary, Alice was settling down. No insults, calmly. Thoughts spin normally.
And a little later than the other blocks, the gong of the start of the game rings.
Alice swings her spear vertically and horizontally at high speeds, as she also calls it a prep movement. More than usual rotational speeds caused dust and dust on the grip that sucked into my hands.
Exactly. The opponent seems to have found it highly skilled in poor spears. I watched the way out as I stood.
The spear pointed the blade down, stopping the movement in a pitch. Alice, who looks to her enemies, rushes at a high speed.
"I'm going!
A moment of amazement. Is that relative to Alice's speed? The opponent exercises magic in a hurry. The magical ceremony engraved on his body glowed pale, and a fireball was created on his head with an empty hand raised, not from the tip of the blade.
It goes without saying that the blade tip is by nature the shortest. I don't have a problem with that being the hand if I can even specify magic coordinates, but it obviously leads to time loss.
I wonder if Alice has any aim.
But it was the common fireball Burst that was unleashed.
They are produced one shot after the other just because they are chosen by an athlete.
Alice relentlessly [Reflects "Reflection"] reflects when she deduces it's just that. They want to curb the wasted magic consumption if possible, but they need to check it out in this game even if it's not as big as testing the performance of the AWR.
――――
It wasn't until Alice felt uncomfortable that she reflected the fireball about three shots. There is no problem with the reflection and the reflexion can be exercised accurately. But obviously the feeling of passing on excessive consumption of magic in my hands was complaining. More importantly, the reflexion not only shows the extent of interference, but also traces the light to leave the remnants behind.
(I can't believe you have such a surplus with the same magic consumption you've had before!
If you do poorly, the assumption collapses that the magic required for the reflexion is more than the magic that reflects. Even though there is no way to overconsume against magic that just doesn't add up to judgment of opponent or size and power, if the same level, no, the difference isn't that much, it might be as good as less consumption than the executor.
Alice was losing control of Dawn's emotions. I'm so overconfident in AWR that I'm illusioned that I've gotten stronger even though I know it's a fool's business to be proud of.
Nerves and so on are the other side of memory. I can't even get the cheer that springs up.
The opponent gave a stunned look at being bounced off and flew straight away.
Alice hangs on to the chase as it is, cutting it all at once and swinging the spear down from the upper section.
The sound of metal rings like a scream. Whether the opponent's overdecorated sword is better.
I would say that there is a huge difference between just magic manipulation. The expression of the opponent, whose sharpness, which cannot be resisted by his arm alone, caused the sword to break into the flow line, was telling the story. Her face stains red in agony holding her down with both hands.
The collision was momentary, but even then, Alice weighed the power difference with her opponent and gave the analysis that she could win without even being alarmed. I don't feel like losing in close proximity, and magic can push through with just reflexes.
I haven't figured out all of their magic yet, but seeing magic manipulation makes it possible to deal with it.
As it is, the spear strikes from vertical and horizontal.
How many times does the battle go on without even fighting back on the easily coming on the feint, and the blade sweeps away the man's body one by one.
Alice has no taste for enemies.
So one end backwards.
The opponent's face has a strong sense of defeat. I see a swing that there is no eye for contempt and that we must fight with all our might. It came from an estimate of what the odds of winning were.
Alice, on the other hand, made a huge jump and landed...... and dropped her gaze straight down as she was surprised.
I was honestly ashamed of the match clothes the college prepared for me. The sticky clothes seemed to accentuate a part of her and were shamed. It's also because of the dirty gaze.
There are some jackets, but I had to take them off more than try the game, it's just a performance to override such depression.
Sometimes I thought it was out of the way. I also feel bloated every time I lay on the moon. It's Alice's earnest wish that she doesn't need any more - uniforms paid for in the military are designed to make it easier for women to move, but she has no reason to know.
I feel like I can just tighten it a little bit, but I'm still stunned that my chest, like it's fixed, is easy to move.
It is a luxurious concern that only one can understand, but it is important to Alice that it has been resolved.
But this bites my satisfaction that I shouldn't share it with my best friend.
Seeing Alice make such a feeling of leeway, the opponent's man made his teeth snap. No, was it the hand holding the AWR that sounded? The tip of the sword was looking down, with a glance that made me feel wary.
But there's no sign he's attacking you right away.
It was seeping through irritability, but there was no sign of movement, and on the contrary, it wasn't a glimpse of Alice's way out.
For a short time, Alice sets her spear on guard. What are you going to do?
Boneless magic flowing into AWR. I feel like there's a lot of magic in something that lacks precision.
I raised my gaze from the bottom as I watched, and the man's mouth angle slightly increased.
……
Alice returns her gaze to AWR.
And the man turns against the sword, who was showing only one side when he said it was a seed. There was a red glowing magic ceremony there.
I couldn't help but think that there was a similar fear, alarm, but a detour to the war.
(dodging, no, what are you still going to do......!!
I felt a heat wave at my feet, the red-dyed ground lifted slightly to spit something out.
"It's late!! Flame Pillar" Burn Pillar "!!
Spit it out extra that the man won. The tip of the sword conveyed the ground and set the coordinates directly beneath Alice in the ground.
Alice immediately determines that she is intact and has no means of evading.
(Reflections are also directly below!
So this behavior was not the result of thought, but a reaction rubbed in by daily training.
He kicks gently on the ground and rises gently into the hollow. Half-rotated to hit harder, Alice looked directly underneath and waved the spear to the ground with all her might.
"" Shirlace "!!
The clashes between the magic powers at close range diffused explosive noises and rocked the ground.
Light slashing breaks the erupted firepillar. In the meantime, he wore the ground deep as the slaughter emitted an ear-busting sound.
Pretty forceful force moves, but with so much difference in magical power, it's imperative to be overwhelmed. The momentum of the flames is weakened, and the broken columns on the left and right look. See. Shrink.
The ground was broken deep, flashing as blown out rather than quenched. That's exactly the sight of a blown up or literally slashed.
"- Become!"
The landed Alice is more stunned than satisfied. Take a serious peek at a blinding opponent in the ass for nail marks.
(I did do everything I could...)
As far as I can tell, the bottom is dark. Whatever you think, it's not shallow, maybe Alice's height would be deep if she did poorly. I felt a little more dangerous than joy in the power that was too strong.
The opponent who switched his mind and saw Alice attack has not recovered as relieved. Was it because the magic that was absolutely confident was broken?
He was easily defeated in a confident melee when Alice said, "Oh, I had something similar at first," and I thought of someone who didn't even have the right reflexes to say Zului in an interpersonal match.
Cold sweat tells me that even though I think so, that was really dangerous right now.
(I'm sure Al said it was better to get it over with sooner, also because this is what happens. I wish you'd say it right!
I guess everyone has their magic ready, which should also be called a special attack. I can also expect a single reversal.
Not letting it come out also means strategy. Pushing into a situation of biting a cramped cat would not be a good idea. It is all the more so because there is no difference in my strength.
"Then I'll do everything I can."
Face of tension. I still think we should rethink that using this is the real thing, but if we think about the future, it would be better to use it and remember what it feels like.
The clasp on the patterned buttocks was removed and the three circular rings were released into the hollow.
I remember what Ars told me.
(I do parallelize all coordinates, not fine coordinates at first... remember sensibly in relative position with myself... fixed)
The looped circle stalls in the hollow due to rough coordinates. When approaching the perimeter at a constant interval due to relative position correction with Alice, the ring of the circle is directed at the target, perfectly stopped.
The rings fixed above the head and to the left and right turn in conjunction with Alice's movements. This circular ring small AWR, up to this point, exhibits a harmonic reaction due to the nature of the metheometal and the special magnetic field.
This was also managed by Alice's training in coordinate recognition, which she did in training. The problem is next......
Alice stuck out her empty hand for ease of consciousness.
The three circle rings are distorted and the circle expands. However, it is immediately restored to its original shape. Like rubber, which is an elastomer. It was originally made of elastic material by passing magic. Whether the part of the spear is machined to maintain strength, the circular ring is used as is.
"I can't keep my shape..."
I looked at them with a remorseful look. The lack of power is due to the fact that we cannot overcome the current situation.
Alice puts magic through the spear. A blurry, but powerful, glowing magical formula. That also links to circular rings. When magic passes through all the AWRs, he drops his hips and pulls the spear downward.
The opponent staring at Alice's circle in awe of what was happening noticed late even though it was hostile towards him.
A fireball flies slightly on my frightened face.
I don't even need to use reflexes anymore. Alice tells her magical name as it is, as she says, completely out of sight and not in her eyes.
"Shirlace.................. Cartel"
A giant slash from the blade cleaves the air, fogging and thrusting the fireball. Around it is a small slaughter about a turn. Born from a circle of rings, [Shirlace] follows and walks together around the slash like dancing.
This is why Ars tells us that the circle is also AWR. Alice smiled.
You gave up on a fireball that fogged easily, the opponent covers his face with his arms. Shortly afterwards - all bullets attacked the other player.
Shortly after he was distressed, the man fell back as he was, and...
"Unable to Fight - Winner's Second School of Magic. Alice Tilake '
Alice Side's cheer was discontinued and only the announcement announcing the winner echoed.
One beat after the announcement, a round of applause is showered. Alice, who gets such attention all by herself, left early enough in a shameful, overly leaning mood. Would it be like chocolate chocolate if it were to have sound effects?
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