Shinka no Mi

Even then, the special training of Agnos and the others continued.

Leon was also constantly watching everyone's hard work on things that he wouldn't participate in a confrontation with.

- And on the day of the on-campus confrontation.

I haven't used it lately, but the venue seems to be the first to do it in a simulated arena, and the original audience had many students from each class not attending the game this time, as well as their parents, coming to watch it.

As far as I'm concerned, there's Brood, and most importantly, I wanted to have a glimpse of the king of the Kaisel Empire who summoned the godless seniors, but he wasn't here for this game.... I'm a king, and I wonder if you're busy, but I feel like you're not more interested in children than that. Maybe it's because I only have a bad impression of the Kaisel Empire myself.

In the meantime, when the students from the participating classes gathered at the center of the arena, Mr. Berna, whom I don't think I've seen in a long time, rose to the stage.

"Gentlemen. Today, I think we can come to this on-campus rivalry in good weather. Guys, give each one its full strength. Hey, good luck!

Mr. Berna's words echo simultaneously from the audience.

After all, I guess that's all this event is about high expectations and high profile monuments.

'Well, let's leave the foreground at this. Let's announce the order of the matches that everyone cares about. Not this!'

When Mr. Berna raises his hand, the footage is shown in the air.

It would be the same technology as the Wang Du Cup, which took place in Terbeil.

Anyway, that's our opponent I care about...

"... Ha. I'm lucky, I'm bad..."

Oh, my God, my first opponent was - S-Class.

Unexpectedly grinning, I got a nasty grin, class S teacher came.

"I didn't think you'd hit it in the first fight."

"Right."

"Hmm?... Oh, hey, can't class F even match the number of participants satisfactorily?

"Originally because of the small number of people"

"Hahahahahaha! I'm sad. If you're weak, you can't even be satisfied with one game... well, it's hard to be excused for losing because you're undernumbered, so let's also allow you to join along the way. There 'll still be one boy in your class, won't there? If that guy has the guts to go to the game, you can join him on the way. Well, I guess I can't do that!?"

Check on Leon on the side, but it will still be hard for Leon to get into the game.

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"Scratch your feet at best. At least not to the extent that it serves as a magic experiment bench for my students! Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

What, the way you laugh like that cheap villain?

Unexpectedly distracted, Mr. Beatrice spoke in an uneasy manner.

"Um... are you sure you're okay? If anything happens to a student..."

"Mr. Beatrice. This is what the Agnos decided. Then we'll have to get Agnos and the others to do their best."

"That's right! Don't forget to stand up!

"Don't worry. I have no mercy for them."

"Shall Lurne have some more peace of mind?"

This isn't dead, is it? The atmosphere in Lune is on a level that seems to kill people lightly. I believe you.

"Well, even though the first fight is a S-class, it's the other classes that fight first. Let's get out of the arena."

The on-campus rivalry takes place in full use of the arena, one by one, so we quickly left the arena.

Then, check the other students' matches in a seat where only the participants can sit.

'Come on, we've done it, on-campus rivalry! MC, me! Lily from the Broadcasting Department will send you! And today, to the commentator, we are looking for Michael!

Hi, it's Michael.

Who!? I have no idea who the commentary is!? And it's a good voice for nothing!

When I was surprised, Mr. Beatrice shrugged.

"... who would it be"

Don't we all know!?

Looking around, they were all twisting their necks.

You really don't know anyone! Why did you call such a person?!? Damn, I just don't know, you wondered if he was amazing! Oh, I'm tilting my neck to Mr. Barna!

The MC progresses, too, with a great deal of courtesy in his heart.

'Here's the first class to compete!

The MC's voice echoed across the guest seat, and above it, it was labeled Class C vs. Class A.

'Come on, what game will it be unfolding! Michael in the commentary!

'Right. Something like this... makes it awesome'

'I see! That's a very interesting discussion!

I see, hey!? What are you so convinced of?

Interesting or nothing, only thinness!?

I'm really okay with this!?

'Well, that's such a Class C and Class A battle, but personally, I'm focusing on a Class A Zionis player'

"Well, why?

"Zionis is Roberto's younger brother and the second prince of the Kingdom of Wimbledon, who has also been named S-Class Representative, but magic does not extend one step to his older brother, Roberto, who means Class A, which is equivalent to S-Class if viewed solely by his overall combat skills"

"I see, I didn't know"

Descriptor............! You don't know, do you!?

Still, the second prince of the Wimbledon kingdom means Mr. Lanze's son... your brother's in S-class, and he seems to be one of the delegates fighting us, but what kind of person is he?

'Now, it looks like the players are ready, so let's move on to the game! Bob in Class C vs. Terry in Class A...... Game one, start!

With the MC's voice, this is how the on-campus rivalry began.