In the medical room of the Royal High School of Magic, Albert on the hospital bed tried all his strength to stand up. The pen and fun www.biquge.info tried many times, but they didn't succeed.

Today is the day of the final of the competition for the spot, and it will be played against Kaiser and Manstein, who has made himself look like this. In any case, he is going to be there today to witness his friend's victory.

He was confident that Caesar would win the game.

After several more attempts, Albert still couldn't get up.

On that day, he injured his bones in the match against Manstein. According to the doctors in the medical team, with the physical fitness of the mage, he had to lie down for ten days and half a month before he could get out of bed.

But how could he still be in bed at such a time?

Albert gritted his teeth and began to support his body with his arms, trying to sit up from the bed.

But now, every move is so difficult for him.

Sweat trickled down Albert's forehead and dripped down the hospital bed, and his body began to tremble with exertion.

The shaking of the arm made the whole bed shake.

Albert's eyes were firm, and the bruises on both sides of his forehead that erupted from time to time were a testament to his efforts.

But after a stalemate for a while, he still couldn't convince his body to let it move freely.

Albert thrashed the hospital bed in disgust.

Before his eyes, the scene of the battle with Caesar appeared that day.

At that time, I was obsessed with the reputation of my family, and I didn't want the glory of the past to fall in my generation. The name of the legendary family has become the most important thing for him, even exceeding his own strength.

At his time, he believed that only by sticking to the traditions of his ancestors was he doing the right thing. But sometimes, the more you insist, the more confusing you become.

It's like walking on a wide road, looking at a distant target, but walking in the opposite direction step by step.

It wasn't until the end that I suddenly realized that I was getting farther and farther away from my goal.

In that battle, Caesar told himself what his deceased father wanted to tell him.

He began to choose to believe in the path he had chosen, no longer bound by the glory of the past. He decided to live his own wonderful life and create his own glory.

All this was told to him by Caesar.

The conversation between the two, the pages of the book floating into the sky in the firelight, countless images appeared in front of them.

"I have to go!"

Albert told himself, kept telling himself.

Today he has to get live.

On that day, he was beaten by Manstein, and he felt humiliated like never before. It doesn't matter the name of the family, but his honor is trampled under the feet of others.

He thought he had made a change, he thought he was strong enough, he thought he could fight the real elite. But in the end, everything was just "what he thought".

He thought that the worst outcome would be nothing more than losing. But he never thought that losing was just the easiest ending, and he couldn't even lose.

Manstein tortured himself as much as the protective mechanism allowed, and at that time he thought with what little consciousness he had left:

What did you get to this point for?

After waking up from his coma, every process of the fiasco was so clear that he couldn't even forget it.

He wanted revenge, he wanted to defeat Manstein. However, he himself knew that he could not do it in a short period of time with his own strength. Don't say that in a short period of time, with his current state, he may not be able to match the person named "Manstein" in his life.

He needed to give himself a relief, an answer.

And this time, he again appealed to Caesar for help.

He wanted to see Manstein fall at the hands of Caesar, and he wanted Caesar to tell him, plainly:

No one is invincible!

He needed this little bit of strength of faith.

So, he had to be on the scene!

After one last failed attempt to get out of bed, Albert collapsed in a hospital bed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and there seemed to be ten thousand voices screaming in his heart.

"Albert, what are you anxious about......"

Suddenly, a somewhat playful voice rang in his ears.

He struggled to look up, looking in the direction the voice was coming from.

I saw a familiar face looking at me.

"Feynman ......"

"Wow, why are you making such a mess of yourself?

Another voice rang in my ears as well.

"Hill ......"

"Your injuries haven't healed yet, so you're going to stay here again like this, and there will be no one to take care of you then." ”

It sounded a little angry, but the voice of the duty was so gentle.

Albert turned his head and looked at the two beautiful faces in front of him.

"Cornelia, Brigitte......"

"Albert, let's help you to the drill ground. ”

Some honest voices sounded at the same time, and the last two people of the special recruitment class were not absent.

"Slain, Nilnit......"

Albert watched all the students in the special recruitment class except Caesar come here, and he was a little surprised and couldn't suppress his inner touch.

It was a warm force that wanted to break through that last line of defense and gush out of the heart.

"Everybody......"

Albert wanted to say something, to thank everyone, but in the end he choked in his throat and couldn't say it.

He tried hard to make his gratitude clear, but in order to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, he wanted to say it but couldn't.

Feynman patted Albert on the shoulder heavily, thinking and said:

"Alright, let's go to the training ground, Caesar's game is about to begin. ”

Albert looked at everyone's smiles and nodded vigorously.

Surrounded by everyone's solid backs, some stumbling backs left the medical room step by step, disappearing into the light that spilled into the room.

When Albert arrived at the training ground with the help of everyone, the audience was already full of people.

Several people squeezed through the crowd and came to the audience.

A row of exactly seven empty seats appeared in front of them.

"How about I ask my friend to help me keep it?"

Feynman gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself, his face full of pride.

"Yours, Feynman. ”

Hill sang and harmonized with him on the side, which really gave him enough face.

"Have the two of them arrived?"

Albert hurriedly set his sights on the ring in the center.

At this time, the ring was still empty, and there was no one except the referee.

"It doesn't seem to have arrived yet. ”

Nirnet also looked at the ring and said seriously.

The surrounding classmates couldn't help but discuss, and friends were discussing who would win the game and win the eleventh place.

But in the hearts of everyone in the special recruitment class, there is already an answer.