The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

Party final.

School vs 5th Branch.

Its opening was as quiet as it struck the water.

I know the audience.

That both schools have won the tournament with tremendous strength.

The school was overwhelmed by Iolada, the descendant of the brave man, and the "Gemstone Man" canal, with the strength of the previous reputation street.

One or fifth branch would be a dark hose presence.

Russell Singh Stark has tried to activate advanced magic in six ways.

At the age of eleven, Sheila Singh Stark started top magic.

The Stark brothers and sisters, while hiding the potential of the party, also prevailed.

I've been sweeping the tournament.

The two schools finally bump into each other.

It's quiet to look at, but inside the audience's chest was screaming, "Hurry up".

I was in the tent doing the final confirmation of the operation.

"- So. No problem, guys."

"No objection"

As usual, Rowan strikes the armor.

"Yes, fine. So it's our turn."

Cecil on the side nodded satisfactorily as well.

"Fine. I think we can win this"

Sarasa, who was starting [Future View], also pushes her heartbeat.

I turned to my sister.

"Sheila may be a little overburdened..."

"No problem, brother. I'll make sure you win."

A strong response returns.

I nodded.

Eventually it takes an announcement.

Circle formation, Cecil took the head, as usual.

"I will win!!

Whoa!!

Leaving the tent.

The moment the students showed up, the audience cheered.

It's a warm applause that includes respect, vision, and both of those emotions.

There is a lot of cheer just locally.

But we haven't even lost our school during the 22nd straight win.

When he showed up, he was greeted with great cheer.

Eventually the two line up in front of a circular arena.

The parties at both schools scattered upon receiving a rule-based explanation that became a decision and complaint.

"Introduction!!

It was me and Sheila who took the lead.

Suddenly it pops up.

He ran straight to the side of the school.

The school side eats the surface.

I guess I didn't think the two of us would come forward all of a sudden.

But it doesn't upset me greatly.

The canal grabs the gem immediately.

When I put in the magic, I threw it at him.

There are four.

Half, but I needed to throw instantly.

I guess I reduced my time to work out my magic.

Two per person.

[Tracking] The demon jewel granted to us is approaching.

But...

Parlyn!!

The Devil's Gem was knocked down.

Cover the back.

The canal's water-colored eyes showed Sarasa pulling the bow.

My eyes are glowing.

Kirinko of the Devil's Jewelry World bit his back teeth slightly emotionally.

"[Futuristic]..."

How [tracking] and [floating] are granted and demonic gems that can fly around freely is also irrelevant to Sarasa, who sees the future orbit.

It was big enough to keep her [futuristic vision] warm so far.

The canal can magic into the second demon gem.

But before that, there was a change.

Me and Sheila stopped suddenly.

We work out our magic together.

It was Sheila who started it first.

[Intense fog]

The bright white fog spreads explosively.

In an instant I covered up all within the boundaries.

Take away the sound and appearance.

"No way! I can't believe you used the same method as the semifinals"

"Io!!

I barely heard the canal scream.

Iolada activates magic.

[Heavy iron riding]

This magic is magic that vibrates magic fast.

Therefore, even something like water vapor can be played.

The effect was.

As soon as [Heavy Iron Ride] is activated, a bright white fog is paid off.

My vision cleared up and I saw my buddy's face.

Everyone's safe.

Iolada strokes her breasts down in a ho.

But there's nowhere to feel safe on the battlefield.

Oh man......

That's Bo.

Gogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogo...!

The ground sounds.

The next moment, the ground protruded.

I showed up. It's a giant rock wall.

It rises to divide the circular arena.

"This is the [Earth Spirit Guard Wall] of the [Wizard] …"

"What a size..."

Iolada and the canal all raise their voices.

Advanced Defensive Magic for [Wizard].

Magic that produces walls made of earth and rock.

The wall appears in the arena like it cuts a cross.

Iolada gets stiff.

They can't read my moves.

Young man.

I don't seem to have enough experience yet.

Even so, he's older than me right now.

"Io! Careful! I don't have one!

The canal seems calmer.

Look around.

So for the first time, Iolada realized.

"Russell Singh Stark is not here!!

At that time, it would be the semifinals of the fourth and fifth branches that passed behind Iolada's brain.

Looking back.

Things had already happened the moment I tried to instruct my buddies to activate [Detection].

"Ca!"

"Ooh!

"What!"

The three men who were holding back disappeared.

Neglect......

"Io!"

I can hear the canal.

Ha, looking back, the canal was about to disappear.

(Be careful...!

When you move only your mouth, it disappears again.

Moving thick brows like samurai, the youth narrowed their eyes.

"[Transfer] or..."

Looking back.

Arena divided by huge walls.

In a somewhat narrower space, Iolada is left alone.

No, you're not.

One more.

The young man, the descendant of the brave, was feeling another sign.

"I guess he's here. Russell Singh Stark......"

"Hmm...... You got it."

I cancel the [consumer].

He showed up.

"No way...... I didn't expect to imitate the whole strategy of that 'strategist' Fambro Guiller Marcal."

"I don't really want to compliment him, but he's certainly good as a 'strategist'. I just mispacked. That's all."

"That's spicy. You say you're not...?

"I don't want to hint at someone else's strategy. In the first place…"

If I'm going to do it, even one of me is enough...

"- Huh!!

Iolada's face is distorted.

I felt like I finally showed some humane emotion in Bo's face that was pale somewhere.

Yes. Enough.

There is so much difference in power between the Ioladas and me.

But Iolada and me would be good fights.

That's what I decided.

"With my people, you won't be able to be serious. Descendants of the Brave"

I raise my mouth.

Iolada was always on the defensive side in party fights.

Fight behind your people and protect them.

That would be a fine tactic.

I don't even understand fine dust...

Maybe that's the temperament of the brave.

Conversely, the temperament had strangled Iolada.

Overwhelming difference in strength with your peers.

Desperate to bury it, I haven't been able to draw my strength well......

At least it seemed that way to me.

Apparently the guess was right.

Iolada's eyes glow.

A fierce glance pierced me.

"Where did you [transfer] my people?

"Don't worry. He's alive. There is also no off-site loss. I just invited him across the wall. You'll be escorted by my people by now."

"Right."

Move all the way to your shoulders and exhale.

"Better not lick my people."

Pull the sword out of the sheath that was lowering it to your hips for the first time.

He pointed his cut at me.

Oh......

The more I laugh, the more brave temperament I seem to have at my root.

He worried about his people and got serious, not about being poked at the heart of himself.

Let's admit it.

You're a brave man.

But......

I'm no match for a brave man...