981 334, Fall Games 2

The Magic Division is not a form of rivalry, but rather a discipline competing for the speed and accuracy of magic, power, and strength of defense.

First, target shooting.

Various distances, about twenty diameter one-mailed targets lined up in the direction. Nearby, five, far away, about thirty.

First of all, is that the first, Sanumitiani representative, Castamani?

"Begin!"

"Fire Arrow"

Hmmm, only two shots at a time...... powerful even if the accuracy is okay...... terrible. It doesn't reach the point of stabbing to the point where it leaves bitterly black scorch marks. Also, the firing rate is slow, and it takes nearly five minutes to hit all twenty targets. You used to represent me with this...

The second is you, Secuaros, the representative of Hoyumitika.

"Begin!"

"Ice Bullet"

Whoa, isn't that the power inside? They're shooting right through the middle of the target. Accuracy is perfect.

Hmm? What's next? I need to shoot more and more.

It wasn't until after twelve minutes that he finished shooting all the targets. Besides, the last one seemed to be out of magic. It was not something that could be seen in terms of both power and accuracy. Totally, the younger ones these days...

The third is Shret, the representative of the Reichsfuhrer. That's the name of the house I heard somewhere.

"Begin!"

"Wind Slash"

Ooh! This is amazing! All four blows of wind slaughter have been slashed and torn directly beside each other. Moreover, the center of the target is precisely.

As a result, we succeeded in cutting off all targets after less than a minute. Let's do it.

The next event is target destruction.

Competition to destroy three targets, which can literally be broken, drilled, cut or burned.

Targets include trees, rocks, and metals. A cube of about fifty centimetres on one side is unmade. Sounds pretty hard, doesn't it?

The first is representative Sanumitiani. I bet you drank it in the potion too, the magic seems to be healing...

I succeeded in chopping down only one corner of the tree cube.

Wasn't the second Hoyumitika representative even drinking potion? I couldn't do anything, I just continued the magic chant in an extended way. He was therefore declared disqualified by Dr. Naum.

The third is the representative of the Reichsfuhrer, Mr. Shret.

I hope so.

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

Ooh. There was a big crack in the tree target with three series of wind slaughters. It's going to be two in a minute.

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

Whoa. I'm finally in two. You're gonna do it. Is the rock cube next?

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

"Wind Slash"

That's about as good as a cut, but not even a crack. Come on. What do we do?

"Floating"

Whoa? I floated the metal cube high... and dropped it toward the rock cube. This is the way Alec did it at the time. Carefully hit the metal horns into the rock cuts thoroughly. Brilliantly the cube broke. Let's do it.

"That's it, sir."

Is it so much like Alec? There seems to be no gap in the magic distribution either. How would I destroy that metal cube? Probably quick to burn.

Well, the final event is a magic blow. The magic that Dr. Naum shoots into must be prevented from moving off the spot.

"At the end of the day, it's a magic blow. I'll fire twenty shots of magic, so don't fight back. You can take it by the magic of the wall system, or you can intercept it by the magic of the ball system. You can deal with anything magically without moving the spot. The magic gets stronger gradually, but you can't avoid it. Take a look at that target first.

Dr. Naum pointed it at the target shooting.

"The first shot is about this.

Water polo hits petite in the middle of the target. Unharmed.

"And the twentieth shot is about this.

A big hole was piercing the rock cube when I thought I heard a sharp noise with Kin. Is that an ice bullet?

"I don't aim for my head and torso, so even if I can't prevent it, I won't die. But if you're surrendering, please hurry.

That's the line I heard somewhere.

Representatives Sanumitiani and Hoyumitika abstained. There's no more magic. It must have broken my heart to see your skill, Shret, on top of it.

Such a shret you have just now prevented the fourteenth shot. Skillfully unfolding wind walls, shifting the track so that it is critical and does not hit the body.

The fifteenth shot also deviated as it was, but the sixteenth shot plundered his shoulder. I'm losing sight of the power of Dr. Naum's ice bullets.

Finally, the seventeenth shot hit me in the shoulder. Blood seeps through. But it still doesn't fall. Keep it up and you'll be next...

Then the eighteenth shot hits the same spot in different dimensions and penetrates. Though you look bitter, you still don't fall, Mr. Shret. I'm not where the blood seeps anymore. This gut is amazing in fifth grade.

Finally the nineteenth shot. I haven't been able to deploy the wind wall because of the pain.

"Crouch!"

Not to much screaming of pain...... but I'm not down.

"You don't abstain, do you?

Dr. Naum asks.

"I... can't lose..."

"Good reply. Then it's the last shot.

An ice bullet was fired from Dr. Naum's hand, and you, Shret, were pierced through the same point without the art of doing. That teacher is amazing, too. Fluffy shaking Shret. It's a one-hole shot to you many times.

And the result.

"We're losing our minds, but we didn't fall to the end, so the record is twenty shots. Ladies and gentlemen, please give a big round of applause to Nashville de Shret!

Brilliant. Even Alec did abstain from the twentieth shot. A third way to prevent, to deviate, to endure,? It's not up to the rules to avoid it.

Oh, my mother is healing so close. You're just called the Virgin.

Come on, I think it's time for Chiara's turn. If it's magic, I don't think it's Chiara's private arena.