637 277, Finals

'Thank you for waiting so long! We're starting the finals! The first one is ah! Urien de Martin! An exemplary knight, not to mention! Shit! Shit! If you win, you go to retired country! How many women make you cry?

The second one is ah! Elizabeth de Martin! Win! We're better than Urien getting married! I don't like being gone from Wang Du. Ah! I can't help but hope Elizabeth wins this time!

Both sides! '

"Begin!"

"My brother... if my brother is going home to Kutanutsu... I'm going home with him. Then with me... '

"Eli. I'm free to follow you home, but I don't marry the weak. If you want me, let me win.

"Brother... I knew Brother was a real man. I'll do everything I can!

"Come!"

Has it finally begun? Talking before the start is not even like talking to your sister. My brother doesn't move on the spot. That's where my sister's magic bursts.

Avoid or deviate from small magic such as ice bullets and fireballs. I hang it up when it gets bigger like ice balls and water polo. That's not exactly a wooden knife. Is that the Kingsguard Knights long sword?

But the magic on my sister is automatic tracking. Avoid or deviate from attacking my brother from behind. Every time I avoid it, the number increases. My brother also uses magic to defend against this. I'm guessing you're firmly alert to impact penetration, using thick water walls.

"Flying."

My brother rolls out a flying collision through his water wall. My sister seems to have been slightly overwhelmed, but she managed to deviate due to her magic temptation.

The good thing about magic temptation is that it doesn't consume as much magic in defense. It would be the difference between cloud mud compared to automatic defense.

My brother is trying to pack a deal, but my sister has fled into the air. You won't be close as long as the magic lasts.

Ah! My brother stored the long sword and took out the wooden knife instead! That is... Evil Huge Trent's Wooden Knife! Are you serious at last...

My sister's magic is knocked off one end. It's more like slapping and crushing from the front. That will also cause damage to the wooden knife and my brother's hands. My brother didn't even seem to care about that. He approached my sister in the air with a blade.

It's floating and wind manipulation to say things in aerial warfare. How quickly and accurately they can be used, three-dimensional movements are completely different from ground warfare in magic control. From what I've seen, the two moves are mutual. They're both in the air, but they're making sharp moves. So what's the difference?

Total magic. The total amount of magic on my brother is less than Brother Odie's. Better than my sister, of course. Moreover, consumption is several times higher than on the ground in order to use magic for attacks as well. As long as any of those two fight in the air, the limit is close. What's gonna happen?

"Come on! There are still intense battles going on! Urien switched from longsword to wooden knife for some reason! Elizabeth meets each other with a cane, not in the air!

"Elizabeth is on top of the magic control. Urien is on top of the team. As a result, we seem to be seeing each other's movements in the air.

'Aerial warfare is a waste of magic, if you polarize it. If one of them is going to attack from the air, the defense just has to wait for the magic to expire. Normally.

You talked about the many accidents in the air where magic cuts off and falls on children. That's not good for these two only.

"Hey, brother? Sometimes I'm better than my brother.

"What? Magic? '

When my sister starts talking, my brother stops attacking me with discipline. You're a gentleman to make. You could have picked up Grandpa's magic and the sound in the air. Just the finals. Something special?

'That's right. Experience flying in the sky. Do you remember my brother? About when Curse gave me a ride from Kutanutu to the capital. Though he looked cool. I learned it this time on a round trip to the mountains. Give me the speed I need for air warfare.

"Show me. See? Eli can do it, right?

"Blowing Storm"

Helpless...... I can't believe we're both in the air using that kind of magic. Is that a suicide bomber?

No, my sister sits tight on the board and surrounds herself with wind walls. And that's my misrill board, isn't it? Did your sister have it?

On top of that, he ran over to his brother, who was flirted with by the storm. That's just a board, but it's also a chunk of misrills, right? If they bump into each other like that... no matter how much my brother...

My brother defended the edge of the board with a wooden knife. But it's like being stuck in a car. It blew up straight into the audience. My sister also enters the audience with that momentum.

"How about it!"

Once again, Grandpa's great work. I stopped my sister using some magic from the live seat. So, sister, did you use gold? So he lost consciousness after losing his magic. I guess it was wind manipulation and hard to manipulate the board because it's a storm around. There won't be any speed. And I won the bet. I'll do it, sister.

Oh, I won the bet, too. I never thought my sister would win.

"There's a battle! Urien went off the field first, so it's Elizabeth's win! Now Master Urien continues with the Kingsguard Knight in the King's Capital! Banzai! '

'Mithrills don't weigh a lot in that size either. The speed rides instead. Elizabeth seems confident in the way the sky flies, just saying so herself.

'Now let's call it an interview instead of an awards ceremony! Elizabeth is losing her mind, Master Urien!

'Let's go, too. It's your turn anyway.

Your opinion number and Mr. Velvetta also came down to the martial arts stage. My brother has been rubbed in the audience. That's right. They're all fans of my brother. I lost off-site, but it looks intact. I thought it was about a broken wrist. Isn't it? That's my brother.

"Master Urien! You've got a settlement. Will you marry Elizabeth?

'Yes. I take Elizabeth as First Lady.

Huh?

Huh?

'Huh? Is that even possible for me to be the Second Lady...?

'You can't. As far as I'm concerned, I believe those who remain in the final tournament have that right. That's a consultation.

'I don't know what you mean...... my wife's seat wasn't one! Wouldn't you have made a harem more peacefully if you'd told me from the beginning?

'It's not what I found out. I'm also a tanut guy. If you want to be my wife, I'd like a strong, noble and beautiful woman, like my mother. And I believe that the essence of people is that fighting makes them dew. Elizabeth would like to praise you for doing well.

'Oh, my God! I mean, this fight is not a battle! It was a Harlem personnel selection audition! What a bottomless man! Isn't that royal thinking?

'Finally, if you rank like this first, you'll be able to rub less. Harlem and the rear palace can be made by anyone as long as there is gold, but it is difficult to maintain. Because it's not uncommon for a man to be killed by his own concubine.

Too awesome...

My brother thought about it so much and joined himself...

I did say I would marry the winner, but I didn't say I wouldn't marry the loser. I said I wouldn't marry a weak man. Such a luxurious member, Harlem...

I feel envious, but I can't. There's definitely a hole in my stomach. I don't care what they say about being an exemplary knight. I knew you were my father's eldest son. I respect that!

'But isn't Elizabeth convinced that's it?

'That's not what I found out. If you don't need a First Lady seat, you have no choice.

The venue is filled with strange voices that cannot be screamed or cheered. I wonder what my sister will do? You wouldn't kill everyone else later, would you?

And I can't believe I'm making royalty a second or third lady... okay? The scale is too big......