Waiting is an act, but it is also a state of mind.

Pain, longing, anxiety, and even ...... A touch of happiness.

But now, the middle-aged man sitting in a mink chair carried by eight younger brothers has experienced the first three emotions, but the fourth one is completely absent, and of course, he doesn't want to experience it.

Because, today he just came to watch the play, to watch a good show of trapped beasts.

The blazing light, slowly shifting, moved to the middle of the sky.

The surrounding air gradually began to be irritable, and the surrounding audience was densely packed with people.

The sound of spitting, complaining, and invective, after a while, finally began to sound chaotically, like a flock of noisy crows.

"Why hasn't that kid come yet?"

Raising his hand slightly, he gently pushed down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the middle-aged man turned his head impatiently to the little brother standing next to him and asked.

The colorful hedgehog heads, as if bathed in a rainbow, dyed all the colors that could be named, one by one, straight outward.

"I must have been frightened by the wise and martial posture and extraordinary bearing of the regiment commander, so I just abstained."

The little brother on the side, just about to speak, was suddenly squeezed out of the way by a guy with a thief's eyebrows drilled out of somewhere.

"Who called you majestic and magnificent, as soon as you appeared, you were shocked by the group of boys opposite, where did those little cubs dare to come out to compete when they saw you?"

A pair of eyes the size of mung beans flashed on the lewd face, and the sound of saliva and obscene voices complemented each other perfectly.

"Moreover, this time we have hostages in our hands, forgive them and don't dare to mess around, when the time comes, take back Area 11 is like playing."

The middle-aged man known as the "head of the regiment" pulled the corners of his mouth twice without smiling, and the horizontal flesh of his face shook slightly, and he didn't know if these sycophants were really useful, but he turned his head back and said lightly.

"Well, although your eldest brother has good combat effectiveness, in terms of alertness, you are better than him. Follow me in the future, and I won't treat you badly. ”

The lewd man looked happy, said yes again and again, and hurriedly ran behind the middle-aged man and began to knead it on his shoulder.

One of them was sloppy and comfortable, but the boys and girls of the future knights on the other side looked worried and anxious.

"Why hasn't the head of the regiment come yet......"

"Yes, yes, the deputy head of the regiment also seems to have run away...... Don't they want us anymore...... Boom"

The two girls, holding each other's hands, sat next to each other's seats, with the word "pessimistic" written on their faces.

"Shut up, two fools, Kaede just went to the head of the regiment."

The girl with black-rimmed glasses turned around, frowned dissatisfiedly, and scolded the two girls behind her.

"yes, yes, I've been going for so long, and I should be there soon......"

A young man who looked a little stupid on the side smiled and said, it seemed that it was the "stupid fish" who was beaten by the red and green hedgehog head in the alley.

"But...... That one...... It's almost time for the game......"

The crisp voice, with the petite body, the girl's dark eyes, looked apprehensively at the timer suspended in the middle of the arena, the crimson numbers, jumping and jumping, particularly dazzling.

Then, as if it had finally come to an end, the crimson numbers suddenly began to flicker violently, along with the entire huge giant screen.

"Get started...... The countdown is ......"

Sitting next to the petite girl, a slightly burly teenager stared at the screen in the air, his eyes flickering.

There were two positions beside him, quietly empty, out of place compared to the entire arena, which was already full.

Waiting, indeed, is a wonderful act, even if you wait until you are almost hopeless, you will still continue to wait with small hopes.

On the other hand, this small hope occasionally creates dazzling miracles, but more often than not, it is a cold reality.

"Drip ——!"

The red light, with a momentary boiling noise, exploded.

The young narrator slowly walked up to his stage in the middle of the arena and slowly cleared his throat.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and now, I announce that the first round of the group stage of the 11 regional competition has officially begun!"

"Wow!"

There was another piercing roar, and the entire auditorium suddenly let out a violent tremble.

In the roar, only the voice of the narrator sounded unhurriedly.

"Let's invite players from both sides to enter."

The burly young man, Huo Ran got up and slowly stepped out.

"Flash?!"

Behind him, there was a hesitant call.

"I'll go and block one game first, although Kaede and Big Brother haven't come yet, but even if they come, they can't let them play five games."

Turning his head, he smiled softly at the girl with black-rimmed glasses, and the eyes of the young man called "Flash" suddenly lit up.

Then, extinguish.

"I'll go!"

The cold voice, with the same cold eyes as if there was no trace of emotion, the long fiery red hair, like a blazing flame, was a little amazing.

Just like the Tianshan Mountains, the snow that does not melt all year round is beautiful, but it is cold to the bone.

"Dreams?!"

In a low exclamation, the red-haired girl in red clothes quickly swept out and fell straight from the audience.

Like a fiery meteor, with the color of flames, it fell straight into the arena.

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"Wind Crack!"

"Flameburst!"

"Flameburst!"

"Wind Crack!"

As if he was constantly practicing the skills he had just learned, Kazama was chanting the elegant, yet difficult, magic spells almost incessantly.

Although the spell itself is still relatively beautiful, when this beauty echoes in his throat hundreds of times, the aesthetic cells finally begin to strike with exhaustion.

Instead, there is a mechanical repetition, with a streamlining that increases with the times.

"Flameburst!"

Gently two words, with a fiery breath, gushing out from the fingertips.

"Boom!"

A huge popping sound slowly resounded in the ears, accompanied by a red firelight.

The slender and crunchy spikes broke in an instant, and a hedgehog with its whole body roasted into charcoal, rolled into a round ball, rolled out with a "bone", and hit the hard rock wall with a "bump".

"Whew-"

With a long sigh of relief, Kazama didn't even glance at the charred black mass on the ground, but continued to run forward listlessly, following the lights that appeared from time to time.

Already...... It's the one hundred and ninety-one, isn't it...... This damn cave is a hedgehog cave......

Kazama grabbed his scalp fiercely, and his right hand gently poked out.

The green tornado suddenly rose.

I originally wanted to catch a lone unlucky guy and ask about the situation, but now it seems that in addition to the pair of living treasure brothers at the beginning, in addition to the hedgehog, it is a hedgehog here......

Moreover, it is still the kind of crazy hedgehog that bites people when he sees them......

Across the mountain, at his feet, above his head, on his side, these madman-like hedgehogs were like guerrillas, quietly burrowing out of a small hole in the middle of nowhere, and then pounced on them with precision and speed before Kazama could see them.

So, after successfully being bitten several times, Kazama has become accustomed to chanting the previous spell in ventriloquism, and then quickly shouting the last two words to release magic at the moment when the black shadow flickers.

However, Kazama has always been a lazy child, so lazy that the voice of the ventriloquist is getting smaller and smaller, and the rhythm is getting faster and faster, and in the end, it is almost just a matter of repeating the spell in his heart, and then the moment the red or cyan light rises, he directly calls out.

Perhaps this is the essential skill of the legendary melee mage - "Quick Chanting"?

Kazama thought so, but his steps didn't stop at all.

In front of him, a face that captivated the country and the city slowly emerged.

Then, suddenly, it turned into a black shadow.

"Flameburst!"

I broke off with a drink.

A head-sized ball of blazing fire, shot out from the palm of his hand at the last moment.

Then, with a bang.

"Boom!"

The blazing waves of fire, with the force of leaping backwards, pushed Kazama Yangyu far away, and took a few steps back before he stood firmly.

The waves of fire gradually subsided, turning into a puff of black and white smoke, gradually drifting away.

In the smoke and dust, a burly figure slowly revealed.

A pair of long rabbit ears, "poof" a few beats, with a five-colored hedgehog head, looks, quite cute.

"It's you?!"

"It's you?!"

In unison, from the beginning of astonishment, all the way, to the end of anger.

Blankly, looking at the nine-foot man dragging a black big sword in front of him, Kazama's heart suddenly crossed a glimmer of light.

Uniform hedgehog head shape...... The giant hedgehog in the image...... The Red and Green Brothers who met twice by chance...... Endless crazy hedgehogs...... Also, the big man in front of him with a bad face...... Everything was connected in an instant.

"Hull, where?"

Although I don't know who and for what purpose I summoned myself here...... But first, I have to thank you.

The red chant flashed in my heart.

Kazama took a gentle step forward, and his pupils contracted instantly.

"Hey! Little cub, I don't know how you found this place......"

A deep voice, accompanied by the roar of the greatsword swing.

"But...... I know that there is a kind of grass in this world, called weeds, and there is also a kind of fish, called trash fish. ”

Slightly stunned, a hint of interest suddenly rose on Kazama's face.

"Let's not talk about the grass called weeds, but I've only heard of a person called trash fish."

In his heart, a glimmer of cyan light suddenly flashed.

Then, quickly, with the boredom of red.

"Oh? You're pretty self-aware. ”

The sound of heavy footsteps, accompanied by the friction of metal against the rock, was sharp and piercing.

"No, no, no, I didn't know that before that."

The slender fingertips, with a hint of purple lightning, jumped gently.

Then, gradually cranky.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of mockery.

"Until, I saw you."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Then, there was an instant uproar.

The cold light is like snow.

The burly figure, with the huge sword shadow, suddenly turned into one.

With a terrible sound of breaking the air, ghostly, appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu.