432 72, the second round of the final tournament of the first children's militant party in the Reindeer capital

"We will play the Final Tournament II. Get off the martial arts stage except for Game One, Curse and Shinar.

Chief of the fifth grade of magic school? Does that mean the strongest of magic school students? Don't burn.

"Curse, the Demon King who has won so far in danger, and Shinar, who has unfortunately demonstrated his strength and grabbed the victory. Will residual magic be the key to winning and losing!? The betting rate is one-on-one, what a mutual!

"Mr. Curse, I was shown your match. Excellent skill at that age. I'm ashamed I thought the enemy was about Narkissos.

"Guys. Seniors seem to be trained with an emphasis on fundamentals, too.

"Don't light it. Then let's name it again. My name is Shinar de Buzgasica. Let's have a good fight.

"Curse de Martin. Let's have a good fight.

"Martin!? Right, you. Who is the messy brother Senior Elizabeth said.

Ho, you know my sister. Then you can't be alarmed.

"It's time. Deadline your bet. Now we begin the first game of the Final Tournament II! Both sides!

Begin! '

"Lightning Strike"

This place is outside. Lightning strikes are easy to use. It's over.

"Huh? Huh? Um? Could it be... are we done?

Naturally, Shinar can't stand. Even if I was conscious, my body wouldn't even be able to move because the lightning fell.

"It's a victory for Curse players! Are you such an ant!? Consider the hardships of operation too! Don't you feel like boosting your battle!?

"Uh, that's the magic of lightning strikes. It is easy to use magic because it is outside here. That's why it's so powerful without chanting or hoarding. But is that okay? Is magic okay? Shinar is a game craftsman, so I guess he decided he'd suck if he didn't make a quick decision.

'I see, you certainly might have that. That was a good battle to think of! Ladies and gentlemen, give us a big round of applause once and for all!

The noise returned to the venue where it was quiet. Seemed to know my sister, so I tried to end the spa.

The second game is between you and Nectar, Steed.

Steed, you attack bravely and resolutely, but you are too incompatible. [M] Attacks involving magic such as flying slashes and flying clashes don't work at all, and even if you tap them directly, they don't work very well because they are misrillic alloys.

In the end, Steed, you broke your sword, your wooden knife, your magic, your strength, and your defeat. It's that ant! It's an ant...

In the third game, he was Friedrich vs. Kazimir.

Friedrich was probably close to the limit. Kazimir seemed to be wearing out quite a bit...

Kazimir's wind ball strikes Friedrich, who runs out of magic to try a melee. Some of them hit directly from behind, but not to the fourth. It was Kazimir's victory.

Game four, Zach vs. Shiffnat.

Zach and Schiffnat with uniform-like equipment, hardened with high-looking demonic materials. At the beginning, he stopped his legs and fired magic shots at each other, gradually clogging his distance and moving to the Great Sword vs. the Fine Sword. Zach gently wields the sword, as long as his height, and Shifnat flips himself lightly. They both wave their swords but shoot their magic, it was just a close fight.

The winners and losers were a piece of paper, Schiffnat, who was crushed with a fine sword by Zach's sword. At that moment, he slit Zach's arm with a crushed fine sword. After that, the difference gradually widened and there was competition, a victory for Schiffnat players.

Finally a semifinals? They all seem pretty worn out. Don't feel like you're cheating on me alone...

Why don't you just say it for once?