Since Mabel's second round was scheduled to take place on the same day, I decided to join Amu and Yifa in the audience.

Thanks for your help. Yifa, you're back. Seika, I'm back!
Well congratulations, Seika.

　Yifa blurts out as she looks down.
　Uh..........

Yifa. See, I made it back in one piece.　I wasn't even hurt.
Yes.
'Shit but I'm surprised you found us in this crowd. I only said the place was so sketchy.
I've been looking for you a long time.

　From the sky.

I didn't know you could do wind magic. I wasn't even in class.
Well, yeah.
You scored a victory against a golem with an attribute resistance and that was pretty easy. Your matches are really not that exciting.

　Then Amu says, as if remembering.

''Speaking of which........do you plan to join the Kingsguard if you win, do you have any plans to join the Kingsguard?''
What, no?　I'm not interested. I'll go back to the school after the tournament.
Hmmm. Well that's good.
What?
'Hey, it's nothing!　You just have to pray that they'll let you turn it down honestly. I'm sure they have their own members.
I'm sure that's okay.

　In fact, they wouldn't want a sorcerer in their midst.
　It's a good thing that they're on the other side.

It's a good thing you only have to take the first prize. At worst, I might be forced to turn that one down too.
I mean, you're assuming that I'm going to win, but it's not going to be that easy.

　I'm not thinking of winning at any cost.
　At my words, Amu has a blank expression on her face.

"For some reason, I can't imagine you losing at all...don't you think so too, Yifa?
I don't know.

　Yifa said that and turned her face down.
　Ah.........

　I knew you were worried about me all the time.
　It's not necessary at all, but I felt awkward laughing it off before I got angry at you for worrying about me.

　I walk over to Yifa and look into her orange eyes and say, "Yifa....

Yifa ... it's going to be okay. Even if you lose, you won't die.
Really?
"True.

　In fact, for me, it's like playing with a puppy.
　And, by the way, I'm totally capable of dying ten more times.

...for goodness sake!

　Almost at the same time as Yifa's voice, which was still anxious.
　The MC's loud voice echoed throughout the arena.

''Thank you for waiting!　Second round, followed by a fight!'

'Come on, don't keep flirting. The freshman game is about to start.

　I looked down at the stage at Amu's words, and both players were already out.

　Mabel was still carrying a two-handed sword on her back. But this time, she also has two fine swords at her waist, and on her thighs she has a holder for her throwing swords.
　I nodded my head. What are you going to do with all those weapons?

　As for the other player, he seemed to be a sorcerer since he was holding a staff in his hand.

''Haulo is a highly skilled earth attribute magician!　Mabel, a first year Magical Academy student, overwhelmed the orthodox knight in the first round with her uncanny ability and body language, but how will she fare against the same sorcerer?　Let the game begin!

　The sound of a whistle rang out.
　It was the other sorcerer who moved first. A large staff is pointed at Mabel.

''Rigid rock bullet (rock blast)!

　With the announcement of the name of the technique, a number of rocks as large as a whole are released to Mabel.
　If you don't have an amulet, you could die, a medium-grade magic of the earth attribute.

　However, Mabel's handling of the situation was calm.
　The two fine swords that had already been drawn out. I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm going to do.

　I couldn't help but furrow my brow.
　Mabel's slender sword was clearly designed for stabbing. It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to get your hands on it.

　But----The rock shells exploded the moment they touched the thin sword barrel.

　The other sorcerer fires a series of magic with an astonished expression. However, the rock that is released is all smashed and dispelled by the thin sword wielded as it dances with both hands.

　It was clearly an unnatural scene.
　The way the slender sword wielded by the petite Mabel shattered the huge boulders that had gained momentum, one after another, can only be described as bizarre.
　No matter how rigid the wielder is, that would normally break the sword or cause it to pop due to lack of weight to carry.

　While being bathed in earthen magic, Mabel was slowly closing the distance between her and the other player.
　The sorcerer with an impatient look on his face retreated significantly at that moment.

''Poof!　Pulsating, roaring, blasting, cracking is yellow!　A precipice, a steep, precipitous, rugged mountain...

　Spell chanting.
　Has he decided that medium-level magic won't be enough to lash out? The sorcerer raises his voice as he moves away from Mabel, perhaps to unleash a higher level of earth magic.

　The timing is perfect, allowing for an opening, but not enough to close the distance.
　Mabel must have decided that she couldn't make it in time. She discards both fine swords and quickly reaches for the throwing sword in the storage device (holder).

　However, the sorcerer's reaction was also quick.
　He immediately interrupted his chanting and pointed his staff at the ground. Then, in an instant, the rock bulwark rose up.
　It seemed excessive for a throwing sword, but it was probably to stall for time. Sure enough, the sorcerer starts chanting again.

　Mabel, on the other hand.
　Regardless of that, he released a projectile sword.

　It is a small blade that splits open the sky and flies through the air, and is unlikely to be able to compete with a rock wall.

　But the blade smashed the defensive wall with a roaring sound.

　The sorcerer stopped chanting in a panic. He piled up the rock defensive wall in a state of utter confusion.
　However, Mabel's throwing sword is not that much of a stretch.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. The magic of the defensive wall no longer made much sense.

　The throwing sword itself was no more than the size of a small knife, and its speed could only be tracked by the eye.
　It's obvious that it's strange to penetrate a thick rock wall without a care in the world.

　Amu muttered in a daze.

''What the hell was that?''
"...maybe it's gravity magic. Mabel must have majored in Darkness, so...

　Amu looks at me.

I did a little in class, but isn't that just magic to make things heavier and lighter?　Can you do that?
'Heavy things are sturdy, and if you throw them at them, they're more powerful, right?　As long as you make your fine sword or throwing sword many times heavier than a rock, you can do that sort of thing.

　Actually, that kind of weight and the weight of things being pulled by the stars are two different things, but in the end the two are the same thing because they work together.

　There's probably no doubt that Mabel is a gravity user.
　If you make your weapon lighter or heavier yourself, you can handle it at will, no matter how heavy it is.
　On the contrary, by making the weapon itself heavier, it can also increase its strength and power.

''But........''

　Amu mutters.

'Isn't that pretty hard to do?　You can't swing it if it's still heavy, so if it's a fine sword, you're using magic at the moment you hit it, and if it's a thrown sword, you're using magic at the moment it leaves your hand or doesn't leave your hand.　Such subtlety without chanting...

　I'm certainly concerned about that too.

　Returning my attention back to the stage, I saw that the sorcerer had just lost the pressure of the throwing sword and jumped out of the barrier.
　Before the wand could be pointed at him again, Mabel's two-handed sword, which was in time, was swung.
　With a single swing, the staff was cut off in both directions.
　The returned cut was then thrust against the sorcerer's neck.

　After a few moments of silence, a whistle sounds.

'Here's the decision from the judge!　'The winner, Mabel Crain!

　Mabel lowers her sword and walks off the stage with a blank expression on her face, as if she didn't hear the cheers around her.

　It's not just the magical skills, but the swordsmanship she uses.
　I've had a bit of a bite at it in my past life, so I understand, but it's not something you can learn overnight.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the future.
　How did a child who would be adopted by a nobleman acquire this skill?

'Was it a support magic (buff) or something else?　Mabel, a tremendous show of power!　The red-haired brave man's stiff sword will never stop!''

　I furrow my brow slightly.
　Again.

　Even at the end of the first round, the MC had compared Mabel to a hero. I heard that here and there in the audience and on the street.
　At first I thought it was a common expression, but there was no sign of other players being called that.

"........Why is it that only Mabel is called a hero?

　I couldn't help but say so.
　Yifa and Amu both turned their faces in wonderment together.

''Why........Seika-kun, don't you know?''
'Mabel is the same name as the second brave. It's not an unusual name, but I think you're looking at it because you use a sword.

　Then.
　I felt a connection in my head.

　I see.
　So that's what it was all about.