"Hahaha! What a disaster! That's what you're going to do because you don't support me."

　a restaurant in a long‐standing empty house There, Luzzi tells her in a good humor that Ray has been attacked by an assassin today.
　Ruzzi's good temper is probably because he won today's game.
　I heard from Rodos that it was a rather fierce battle, but even the wounds sustained in the battle have already recovered from the stage.

"Luzzi is in a good mood, isn't she? -- oh!"

　It's worst to breathe a melancholy sigh.
　Ruzzi was the only one to play today, but there's a game for the most part tomorrow.
　Furthermore, his opponent was Vague, a former knight of the Vestian Empire and a master of orthodox swords.
　It's a very incompatible match for the wizard, Most.

"Well, don't you worry so much?" You've been trained by Ray, haven't you?"
"Yes, that's true, though." ...but I was trained by Ray, who could be called the Great Wizard, but the only thing that improved was the use of the dagger, not the magic. -- don't you think, as a wizard, that something is wrong?"

　a sigh of complaint
　As for Most, he probably wanted Ray to train his magic skills just because he heard about crimson.

"But you were able to actually use the dagger, weren't you?"

　Morst nods somewhat unconvincedly at Rodos' words.
　In fact, he knew best that he would not have won the preliminary round if he had been a little worse at using the dagger.
　I couldn't complain because of that, but it was somewhat irritating to say thank you.
　With a complex expression on his face, Ray opens his mouth as he packs skewered meat and salad into a piece of bread in his hand.

"I think I've told you before that I'm not a pure wizard. It's no use expecting that. If you really want to know about it, you had better ask the other wizard to teach you."
"... yes, it is." But without Ray's instruction, it's true that I would have lost the preliminary round... what should I do in the finals tomorrow?"

　For the most part, he's a one-on-one knight, and he's good at close combat, even if he's his opponent. Naturally, it was easy to predict that he had a number of tools to deal with the wizard.

"I could have entrusted the avant-garde at least if I could have used the sort of juggernaut."
"No, no. I don't have any demons, and I can't use summoning magic."

　Ray complains about the rules of the competition, and Morst tells him that if permitted, it doesn't make sense to him.
　As is the case with Most, what Ning Ray was unhappy about would be that he could not fight with Seto.
　If you're an ordinary person, it's very important to see if you can use Seto's power when dealing with an adventurer called Noise.

(Well, it's not perfect considering we have to restrict the use of skills anyway.)

　While thinking so, Ray can overcome or destroy the noise barrier that would stand in front of him, so long as he can do so, he can demonstrate his ability to the fullest in front of a large crowd. That's how I was thinking.

"Anyway, I'll try my best at tomorrow's game. There's a trick in the back, just in case."

　Despite his calm expression, there is definitely something of confidence in his expression.

"Well, then, shall we go and see the game of the Most to-
"Well, Mr. Ray has taken care of me in many ways, and if you don't mind, go ahead."

　We had such a conversation over dinner.





　The next day, as promised, Ray was in the arena.
　Although fed up with the number of people as usual, the reason why they sit in the public seats is that they are still looked at hostilely by the aristocrats of the Westian Empire.
　I reported to Dusker about the attack the day before, but that doesn't mean I can do anything.
　In the first place, Ray is now completely independent of Dusker's bodyguards in public.
　Of course, the fact that Dusker is close to Ray remains the same, but there is no way that Dusker can do anything about it in public.
　The adventurer's actions are self‐responsible.
　Ray was originally commissioned by Theoreum and Vihela to stand out, but he is already more prominent today.
　In fact, if you sometimes make a day that doesn't stand out, the person you're aiming for may show his tail. That's what I did with that's what I thought.
　It's no doubt that he was interested in the innermost tricks of the worst.

"What do you think will happen to you in the next match?"

　It's probably because I'm wearing a hood. One of the spectators who thinks Ray is just an audience asks.
　They must be excited to see how many games have been played. His face was blushing and he was speaking not only to Ray but also to the other spectators around him.

"Well... I think wizards are at a disadvantage after all." You know, I'll be nearly defenseless while I'm chanting magic. But I wonder what will happen to him, since he used his dagger in his preliminary rounds. ...and if there's a trump card or something you didn't show in the preliminary round, there might be a turnaround."
"Do you think so, too? For pure wizards, the rules of a competition are a disadvantage. Personally, I'd like to see flashy magic. Look, the magic that crimson showed in the preliminary round."
"...yes,"

　I didn't think I was going to come out of the blue, so I paused for a moment, but I managed to get back the words of agreement.
　He tilted his head as if he had felt unnatural about Ray's appearance, but he must have been too excited. go on as if it were irrelevant
　Ray, too, could not bring himself to disrespect anyone who had no particular dislike for the name crimson, and enjoyed the conversation with the spectators around him until the game began.





"Strong,"

　Mumbling on the stage, looking at his opponent, Vague.
　In fact, just standing in front of you makes you feel pressured.
　be too different from oneself in ability I had no choice but to judge so.
　After watching the whole qualifying round, Morst also sees Vague winning the qualifying round, right in front of him.
　As far as the situation goes, one might manage with one's trump card. I thought so, but when we face each other like this, we realize what a reckless idea it was.

"Do you understand the strength of the opponent?" He is quite talented at that age."

　When the Knight heard Most muttering, he muttered with a smile at his lips.
　Like a former knight, he wears a metal half plate armour, not leather, and his weapon is a long sword.
　I'm more than ten years older than Most in my mid-30s.
　In terms of experience in battle, Morst is overwhelmingly inferior.
　In addition, Morst is an adventurer. They fight against people, but their real job is to fight against monsters.

(Still, as a member of the Furyu's tusks, I can't fight a terrible battle!)

　Put your heart into it, and concentrate your attention on the other person with a cane in your right hand.

"The game begins!"

　Spin a spell as the referee's words echo through the stage.

"I have the protection of magic in my body and become a shield. a strong wall, a great magic, that figure...'

　With a few seconds to spare, the spell would have been in play. But facing Morst is a former knight. Unlike adventurers, men who have trained to fight with people are naturally indispensable in fighting wizards...In other words, he knew the principle of preventing magic from being used by obstructing the recitation of spells.Therefore, with the signal of the start of the game, he narrows his distance to Morst and wields a long sword.
　The sword, which was slashed sideways at the torso, managed to cope with the morst, which was used to handling daggers in its own dagger.
　However, it is not possible to do anything about it while reciting spells.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　Morst, who instantly accepts it with a drawn dagger, cannot take the knight's blow because of the wizard's muscle strength, or is not good enough to handle it, is blown right beside him.
　Still, it would be commendable that he landed on the stage with a cane, balancing himself in the air, and didn't fall.
　The knight also opens his eyes slightly, perhaps because of the unexpectedly.
　He looks as if he didn't think the wizard could prevent his blow.
　The lack of chase demonstrated the magnitude of the surprise.
　And... that's the moment that Morst was aiming for.
　put magic into one's trump card as originally intended

"Yes, yes, yes!"

　The action taken by Most, who kicked the earth screaming, was not to distance himself from the knight like a wizard... but to shorten his distance from the knight.
　Furthermore, the speed of approaching the knight is so fast that it is hard to believe that a wizard can do it.
　The figure of Most appeared before him almost instantaneously, and the Knight stretched his eyes wide open and his grip on the long sword.

"Slow!"

　Wielding his cane wide in Vague's face.
　There's a raw sound around.

　Of course, the blow is not enough. Here's the only chance I've ever had to win.
　The explosion of Most's physical abilities was not due to the release of his own power in crisis, but to the effects of the most treasured magic items.
　It is a magic item that temporarily strengthens your body as much as a warrior, but it has a fatal flaw that it breaks down once and never uses it again. 　
　This was therefore the first and last chance of victory, when the effects of this strengthening were being demonstrated effect.

"Hi, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　a stick, stick, stick that is wielded
　beat, bounce, and beat Vague on the head in his helmet
　Each time Vague's head swings heavily, his body never crumbles.
　for several tens of seconds Morst's physical strength is rapidly decreasing.
　The effect of strengthening the body with magic items has expired.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

　As soon as the movement completely returns to normal, something falls on the stage from the wrist of the right hand holding the cane with a clink.
　It's a bracelet. It's also a magic item that strengthens your body.

"…I see, did you use magic items to make up for what you lacked?" But it was still not enough."

　Most noticed that Vague was bleeding faintly from his lips, but that was all the damage he had done.

"Well..."
"Even if my physical abilities were strengthened, it would have been fatal for me to remain a wizard."

　mutter, and without waiting for Most to say anything, Vague kicks the earth and shrinks his distance... hammering his long sword to Most's torso.
　It must have been mercy for Vague to strike him with his sword's belly instead of the blade, knowing he had no more power to resist the already puffed-out Most.
　The blown-off Maast bounces several times over the stage and slides... eventually he's thrown off the stage.

"That's it! Winner Vague!"

　The referee's voice echoes around and the fight ends on the spot.
　Wag raises his hand to the cheers of the audience on the stage.
　Seeing Vague like that, Morst stands up.
　It was a crack-in-the-rib sword blow, but fortunately the injury had already disappeared from the stage.
　Still, I feel the blow, so I reach out to my side.

"It hurt me... Wasn't it an uncontrollable match for me as a wizard?" I even used a trump card...."

　Beyond Most's gaze is the remains of a bracelet on the stage.
　It's a very expensive magic item, and at the same time, it's quite rare, and it's been very difficult to get from the perspective of Most.

"But I was able to compete to a certain extent... I didn't kill him because it was a competition, so shall I say it's all right?"
"Well, I'm surprised at your physical ability. ...but the downside was that I didn't realize I was killing the shock when I was being beaten with a cane. Or not only the body but also the head."

　When I turned my eyes to the voice, I saw Vague.
　Since I've already left the stage, the cut lip wounds have already disappeared beautifully.

"What do you want me to do with my metal armour?"
"It's not really a full-plate mail, so it's aimed at the rest of the space."
"Don't be silly. I'm just a wizard, not an avant-garde."
"That's the case, too. Anyway, it was a good game."
"Yes, I was able to study it myself."

　Shake hands with each other and head back towards the door where each of them came out.
　Thus, it was the Wizard's Most who was the first to drop out of the main game with the fangs of a wind dragon.