"Good morning, everyone!"

The host stood on the most conspicuous high platform and waved his palms to the surrounding audience.

Today is the final match of the Freshman Tournament, and the venue has been replaced by a more luxurious magic palace, which can accommodate about 20,000 people to watch the game.

Of course, even if the finals of all departments are not held on the same day, and every student can have the most complete viewing experience, it is still difficult to fill the seats with the students in the academy.

But even so, it still doesn't affect the bustle of the magic palace.

Talking, laughing, noisy, endlessly.

It wasn't until a louder shout overpowered them that the excited audience slowed down a little.

"After several days of fierce competition, two players managed to win the first place in the competition with hundreds of participants. And today, between them, it will be decided, who is the ultimate winner!! ”

The host held up a magic microphone and his voice was passionate and powerful.

"Let's give us a round of applause, Ham Wilmot!!"

When the host shouted the name, the cheers of the audience even overwhelmed the voice of the host who was amplified by magic.

"Wilmot, dare to fight; The horizontal knife is immediate, the star of the audience! ”

Accompanied by a uniform slogan, Wilmot's figure gradually flashed in the ring through the delivery of the teleportation formation.

He shook his blonde hair, raised his head, and smiled brightly at the audience.

“Ohhhhh！！”

"It seems that our Wilmot classmates are very popular with everyone." The host said with a smile, "After all, it was the player who defeated all the opponents in the most relaxed posture and almost crushed way, and finally reached the final battle. ”

However, although Wilmot encountered almost no obstacles in his promotion journey, it was a coincidence that his opponent also shocked other players with absolutely terrifying means, so that most people could not even raise the spirit of struggle when facing him.

"In addition, the performance of the two players in the battle is mainly based on 'illusion', and even the way to lure the enemy into their own illusion is so similar....... What kind of sparks will burst out between two people who are so homogeneous? ”

"Now, let's welcome, Lynn Blazer!!"

.......

"Smack-"

"Bang Bang—"

When Lynn opened his eyes, the scattered applause suddenly stopped, and the huge magic palace was silent like a dead city at the moment.

He looked up, but all he saw were panicked eyes that he had avoided for various reasons.

Lynn chuckled and shook her head, shaking off the bits of sadness that flickered inexplicably in her mind.

When he looked up, the first thing he noticed was neither the opponent on the opposite side nor the host on the high platform.

[What! Our Lynn is so cute, so well-behaved, and so beautiful, and no one supports it? Damn it! 】

[Why can the scum on the other side get applause, our family Lynn only gets cold eyes, everyone's means are similar, and the double standard is too serious! ] 】

[Don't be sad Lynn, we will always support you!] 】

[Don't look at the shouting of those people, they only know how to shout slogans, we can do this kind of thing....... Come on, make up a slogan! 】

[Lynn Lynn, the tiger descends the mountain, the little yellow hair, all of them are overturned! ] 】

[Rhine storm, starlight tsunami, why is this, Lynn has arrived!!] 】

[It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's hard to defeat Lynn!!] 】

【.......】

Lynn slapped her eyes.

No eyes, really no eyes.

What is this?

It's awkward to play.

Before, he often saw things like "There are no people you care about on the Internet", but now, he finally understands why there is a barrage saying this.

Anyone who is a little ashamed can't make up such words, right?

Shaking her body, Lynn took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly.

At this time, he could no longer see any other emotions other than seriousness, and that bit of loss had already flown to the clouds.

Where he can't see, there are people supporting him.

"Please salute each other."

Lynn bowed slightly at the referee's request.

However, just as he was about to straighten up again, his gaze met Wilmot.

"Can you actually stand here?" Wilmot's smile brightened, "It seems that you are more interesting than I thought. ”

Lynn raised her eyes slightly: "Should I say, 'I'm honored' at this time?" ”

In the face of the obvious prickly words, Wilmot nodded very seriously: "You should indeed be deeply honored, after all, I never praise people easily." ”

“.......”

Without waiting for Lynn to speak, Wilmot spoke again, "I'm not interested in you, not just because you're similar to me until the end. ”

"In fact, your methods are far inferior to mine."

"I can see that you are also using their own desires to knock them down, but ......." paused, his voice suddenly cold, "Your methods are too rough. ”

"All you do is dig out what is hidden in their hearts and put it in front of them to scare them away....... Such a technique is too wasteful. ”

Wilmot closed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became intoxicated: "Learn from me, boy." ”

"Draw out what they fear the most, but what they desire the most, and let them gradually eat and wipe all those cowardly and childish ones, and digest them completely....... Only then will you get a serving, the most delicious snack. ”

Lynn tilted her head slightly, looking at Wilmot who gradually began to change his face very flatly.

"Unfortunately, I'm not a big fan of desserts."

He took out his longsword staff, turned his head to look at the referee, and asked, "Can you start?" ”

The referee nodded and raised his hand.

"So, the game."

The host raised his hands and shouted excitedly.

"Let's go!!"

"Boom-"

When the host announced the start of the game, Lynn's figure flashed and she was about to start the action.

This time, he wasn't ready to use the [Mirror Eyes].

Because if the two sides have similar types of magic, the difference in the amount of magic will be the key point of victory or defeat.

And obviously, Lynn is the one who will definitely fall into the disadvantage.

So he is ready to use the swordsmanship that has been hidden for a long time, and kill the opponent with one blow.

However, just as he was about to make a move, a voice that was so light that it went straight to his soul quietly sounded.

"Have you seen it, Bliss?"

At the moment when he turned around, Wilmot's voice also quietly fell, and at the same time, Lynn suddenly felt as if his brain had exploded, and he was in pain.

In this trance, the shadows in front of him overlapped, and for a moment, he seemed to see the back of Monsieur Earl.

Perhaps sensing Lynn's arrival, Mr. Earl turned his head slowly.

"Lynn, come here."

He raised his hand and handed his staff over.

"From now on, you are the head of the Blazer family."