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Chapter 82 Hey, Flan! Did you give up or sothing

The Knight of the Flickering Fla.

The heiress of the Udit family.

Scarlet Udit.

Her mouth opened slightly.

Her eyes never left the scoreboard.

1st place: 1001 points. 2nd place: 972 points. 3rd place: 904 points.

Her gaze slowly shifted to one person as she stared at the shocking result.

Flan Udit.

The representative of the magic departnt who scored 1001 points.

He was still standing on the ground, even after the Blessing of Illusion was activated. As if nothing had happened.

A place with a good view.

The knights, including Scarlet, were sitting in silence.

The air was stifling.

No one dared to break the silence with their voice.

The questions about Flan, the cause of the situation reaching this point, the suicide transfer of Ella who disgraced the knights

All of that didnt matter right now.

They could investigate it thoroughly later.

The only important thing now was the fact that Flan had trampled on all the conditions of the knight departnt and climbed to the first place.

In the history of the academy this never happened.

The knight departnt and the magic departnt always kept an eye on each other.

Putting aside personal feelings and looking only at the scores, the knight departnt always had the upper hand in the two events of the contest.

Literally always.

It was unheard of for the magic departnt to achieve such an overwhelming victory.

Especially when the audience of the stadium was composed only of the students of the knight departnt.

In a match where nothing unexpected should have happened, everything went against everyones expectations and an anomaly occurred.

Scarlet rose from her seat.

She stared hard at Flans figure with her eyes narrowed.

He looked relaxed.

Not only the situation, but also Flans attitude was driving Scarlet crazy.

The joy of victory, the relief of finishing the preliminaries, the astonishnt of achieving a miracle, the pride of accomplishing sothing Flan had none of those emotions.

He just looked like he had done what he had to do.

He was Flan, who had irresponsibly abandoned his sword despite being born with the bloodline of Udit.

How could he disgrace his family like that?

Her head was burning.

It was so hot that it felt like her brain was going to lt.

Scarlet covered her face with one hand.

She should never show any signs of agitation in front of others, considering her dignity. But she couldnt help the passion that was tearing her inside.

A regular knight approached Scarlet.

Madam

Stop.

Scarlet stopped him.

Dont co any closer.

She felt strange even breathing right now.

The eyes that touched Scarlet, the atmosphere of the arena.

Everything that she had taken for granted had changed.

Why.

She had never felt uncomfortable in any place she had stepped on in her life.

Domination.

She was a knight who dominated the space itself.

When she appeared, her presence alone filled the other knights with confidence and expectation.

Why

But why not now?

She already knew the answer.

The person in Scarlets eyes, another descendant of Udit.

Flan Udit.

He was the one who dominated this space right now.

Scarlet had poured her whole life into domination.

She had swung her sword so that all the knights would shiver at the fact that she existed.

But.

Flan had planted fear and worry in the minds of all the knights with just one preliminary match.

Ill see you at the mansion.

A faint fla, like anger, swept over Scarlets body. Her red eyes began to burn.

Ah

At the sa ti, she felt a slight dizziness and took a deep breath.

Many reporters were watching Scarlet right now.

So among them, especially the reporters from the magic departnt, e.g. Sephia, had a sparkle in their eyes.

The next thing was obvious.

Every reaction that Scarlet had shown would soon be reported in a newspaper article.

Thinking about that, her head was already spinning

[ Prediction ].

A shop with that written on the sign.

Huh, huh?

Soone uttered a question from their mouth.

Huh?

It soon spread like a plague.

The guests each spat out a question from their mouths.

At so point, all the sounds died down.

Everyone held their breath, and just focused all their nerves on the record sheet in their hands.

[ Preliminary Round Record ]

Ella violated the rules and was sent back by suicide.

The Illusion Beast was eliminated.

The Magic Departnt won.

1001 points, advanced to the finals in 1st place.

Finally, when it was written like that.

There was no sound at all inside the shop.

The victory of the Magic Departnt was a happy thing, of course.

However, it was awkward because it was sothing they had never even imagined.

It was too sudden a miracle, and they could not understand the reality in front of them.

Did we, did we really win?

Soone muttered.

Thats right.

Advanced to the finals in 1st place?

Again, a silence close to emptiness.

The one who broke that silence was the snow-white girl, Yushia.

She shouted with joy and grabbed the royal accountant.

Wow! We won! We won! Look at this! Flan did it again~

Yes, yes.

The accountant responded awkwardly.

Even he, who prided himself on being calm, had a hard ti accepting this situation.

They say happiness is doubled when shared. Hurry up and be twice as happy!

Well, first calm down a bit

I was worried that I couldnt cheer you on in person, but luckily you did well!

The accountant was about to stop Yushia, but he gave up at so point. Rather, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Yushia.

She had been bedridden for nearly ten years, suffering from a serious illness caused by the attack of the Mine.

It would not be strange at all if she withered away day by day, lanting that fact, but she showed such a bright appearance that he could not stop her.

And at the sa ti, the reactions of the others also began to explode.

Uaaaaaa! We won!

Crazy! Crazy! And in 1st place too!

I lost a months allowance

But why are you smiling?

The Magic Departnt won, you idiot!

Im dizzy My head is spinning

The whole store started to shake.

The royal accountant looked at this scene with astonished eyes.

Nothing else was important to them right now.

They were all freed from any constraints and purely rejoiced together.

Flan.

Naturally, his interest in Flan rose.

What kind of person was he who gave such great passion to so many magic students?

He would be enough of a hero to make his na rise and fall in the royal palace.

Especially since he was related to the third, Yushia.

The infirmary of the rhen Academy.

A 3-person patient room.

After waking up from the Blessing of Illusion and regaining consciousness, silence flowed between the three representatives.

Things that were more fantastical than the illusion had beco reality and awaited the three.

Did we really win?

Are we going to the finals?

Even though they were the main participants, they didnt know anything for sure.

The mont of victory, they fell asleep right away after tasting the fantasy blessing.

But soon they were able to clearly see the results.

A record sheet unfolded in the air.

[ Preliminary Round of the Hunting Competition ]

The Magic Departnt wins.

1001 points, advances to the finals as the first place.

Wow!

Becky jumped out of bed in surprise.

Her noisy movent made Trixie frown.

Are we going to the finals? No, theres no need to ask. We, we, were going? Really?

Trixie was about to say sothing, but then she vaguely understood Beckys feelings.

A commoner and an average student.

The contempt and discrimination she suffered because of her status.

Becky had endured them all as if they were natural.

And when she was selected as a representative, she was also cursed every day by Trivia.

How she felt, and how much pressure she had. Trixie couldnt even guess.

How happy she must be. She decided to leave her alone.

Becky kept running around the room.

Were first place! First place!

Louis quietly opened Trivia.

The free bulletin board was already a battlefield, and their reactions were no different from Beckys.

[The first place in the preliminary round of the hunting competition is the first ever?]

[Wow Can we look forward to the finals?]

[The representatives really worked hard. What do we do ]

[Im so upset that I couldnt watch it. Really.]

As he looked at the reactions, Louis smiled without knowing it.

Trixie stared at Louis and then tilted her head as if she rembered sothing.

Her gaze turned to Becky, who was jumping around.

Becky.

Yay! Uh, yes?

Keep your promise.

What promise? Oh.

She rembered the content of the promise after asking, and Beckys face turned pale in an instant.

Trixie continued.

Agora board. You said you would tell if we passed the preliminaries as the first place.

Uh

Beckys eyes slanted slightly.

She had accidentally spilled the story about Flan while talking to Trixie before.

To cover it up, she offered a ridiculous condition of passing the preliminaries as the first place, but it actually ca true.

Ill tell you, Ill tell you

Tell .

But, Flan! Where is Flan right now?

Becky hastily changed the subject. But the effect was quite brilliant.

Everyones thoughts shifted to Flan in an instant.

Co to think of it, that was the case.

In fact, compared to what Flan did, what the three of them in the patients room did was nothing.

They just followed the direction that Flan showed them.

But the hero of the victory, Flan, was nowhere to be seen.

Louis scratched his cheek.

Haha Maybe, we got deducted more than 100 tis? And he went to forfeit or sothing

Becky made a sound of disbelief.

Louis. No matter how much Flan is, thats a bit

Becky closed her mouth in the middle of her sentence.

She had a hundred thoughts in her head in a short mont, but the more she did, the more Flan seed like soone who would act like that.

Beckys mouth opened wide.

Is, is, is it really possible?

Its possible. Didnt we make a mistake?

The three of them had stiff expressions.

Becky started to panic.

Guys, guys. This is not the ti for this. Lets find Flan first.

Yeah. We have to.

Annoying.

The other two also started to prepare in a hurry.

Although they were in patient clothes, this was not the ti to act cautiously.

Knock knock

But then, soone knocked on the door.

Flan?

Flan!

Flan.

They all shouted at the sa ti.

The only na in their heads right now was that one.

Becky ran like an arrow and opened the door.

Hey, Flan! You didnt forfeit, did you

And she froze without knowing it.

Did you?

The next mont, a wave of reporters rushed towards Becky.

How do you feel about the Magic Departnts victory?

What did you do during the three days you were missing?

How did Flan use the Fire Wolf?

Where is Flan now?

They stord in like a typhoon.

The infirmary, where they should have peace and quiet, was in chaos.

The reporters flooded in like a tsunami, shouting questions at the top of their lungs.

Becky and Louis had no reaction.

Flan.

They just thought of that na in their heads.

What should they do in this situation?

They had never learned that before.

Sigh

Thats when it happened.

Trixie, who was still not fully recovered, got up and walked through the noisy waves.

What kind of professional ethics did you learn to crawl into the patients room and wave your pens around?

As she snapped with a sharp voice, all the reporters fell silent in an instant.

The authority of the Fritz was evident in the hosts voice.

It was contrary to the fact that the Fritz were a clan that handled fire.

Get out if you understand.

Trixie sighed deeply and closed the door after touching her forehead.

Suddenly, she lifted her head and her face was sour.

What?

The sparkling eyes of the two novices who had never experienced such a thing before were directed at her.

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