Episode 1159
“iced coffee! The excitement on site is truly hot! “I will use this momentum to introduce the 7 representatives from each faction!”
The Rune League moderator raised his voice with all his might while holding a loudspeaker crystal ball.
“Holy Federation Number 7! With ‘Interrogator of Pain’ Wotton Spranger! Dark Alliance No. 7… … !
The host paused.
This person’s nickname was not written down. He was a person with limited records and limited recognition. The host quickly thought about it and answered as he could.
“Oh, Elijah Crovis of the Crovis family is entering!”
slap!
With the sound of the stage vibrating, a woman appeared from the Holy Federation, violently swinging a leather whip on the floor.
His eyes, which seemed to be slightly irritated, were shining like an animal that had lost its mind. She giggled and balled one of her hands into a fist.
Scream!
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga!
On the stage, all kinds of torture devices were spinning in the air. There were no people inside, but even the sound of the machine rotating was so terrible that it made me flinch.
“Uhuhuhu! Who will we torture in this Rune League?”
She clicked her tongue and looked to the side. Elijah Crovis had already walked in first and was standing there.
“He’s a cute boy.”
He approached Elijah again, bent down, and made eye contact with Elijah.
“My heart trembles just thinking about the sweet screams you will hear when I torture you.”
After she was suddenly under Elijah. And the wind blew.
Elijah’s bangs, which were even covered with snow, fluttered and fell.
“Show me that handsome face… … huh?”
Saralarak-
Her bangs swayed in the wind, revealing fluorescent eyes that looked like they had dazzling jewels in them, glaring at Warton.
Wotton smiled meaningfully and said nothing after that. After he finished shaking Elijah’s hand, he stepped away.
“Okay, let’s move on to the next one!”
After the terrible instruments of torture were folded one by one and returned to Wotton Spranger’s subspace, the host who quietly walked out spoke.
“I am introducing! Dark Alliance No. 6! With Elisa Celine from ‘Ghost Fleet’! Holy Federation No. 6! We will welcome ‘Angel’s Vocal Band’ Hamiel to the Rune League stage!”
Fuuuuuuu!
Fuuuuuuuuuuck!
People were startled by the sudden sound of artillery fire and covered their ears or looked confused.
Wheeled cannons appeared on the stage and were firing congratulatory guns. Of course, it wasn’t a real cannonball, but a ceremony cannonball with pieces of paper and flower decorations on it.
“Kyahahaha! thank you! Thank you, everyone!”
Elisa Celine, wearing an admiral’s coat over her combat uniform, walked toward the Alliance crowd, waving her arms.
“A prestigious political family that has produced numerous prime ministers! This is Elisa Celine from the Celine family! “As the rightful successor to the Celine family, please show great expectations and support for me!”
Flower petals and pieces of paper rained down on her head.
“ah! Shall we make a promise like the Celine family? At least three priests are eliminated with my own hands! That much has to be done for the Celine family… … !”
Bam bam bam bam!
Baamparabam!
Elisha’s words were drowned out by the sudden sound of the trumpet. She frowned and looked to her side.
Fairy-like things covered in pure white cloaks were blowing trumpets with chopstick-like arms.
Behind them, a priest girl appeared, waving her baton, along with fairies playing drums.
It was a grand yet reverent ‘temple march’. Light poured out like a light from the white magic circle that had been laid out in advance and illuminated the girl.
“Register Hamiel.”
Less evil!
She posed with her right foot sliding on the stage floor and raised her head sharply.
“By the will of the great Deva Goddess, I have been ordered to participate in this battlefield! Rausu!”
Loud cheers and prayers poured out from the Holy Federation audience. She lightly saluted towards her audience and then walked towards Elisa on her other side, her arms crossed with an arrogant frown on her face.
Elisha sneered.
“Do you think you want to stand out in a childish way, with trumpets, drums, and lights? It’s a nuisance and all.”
Hamiel was also impressed by Elisha’s words.
“I don’t think the person who fired the cannon so loudly has anything to say to the magistrate.”
“The bombardment is my symbol, so I can’t help it!”
“My vocal band is also an element that symbolizes my department!”
Although the two people were nervous, the audience loved it, laughing and clapping their hands as if they were having fun. The host also rubbed his hands with shining eyes. This is exactly what the public wants.
“Sogwan’s vocal band and your ghost fleet.”
Hamiel raised the corners of his mouth.
“Let’s see which side has the upper hand. “The result will be obvious.”
Elisha responded by pretending to slit his throat.
The host, who noticed that the atmosphere had become slightly tense, quickly made the two girls shake hands and sent them away. I know that the audience likes to gossip, but the goal of the high-ranking neutrals is to reconcile the two forces. If the hostile atmosphere continued, nothing good would happen to the neutral zone.
“Well, let’s look at the next representatives!”
The host, sweating profusely, raised his voice after looking at the material in his hand.
“Holy Federation Number 5! ‘Master of Seonhyang’ Diana Mullaney and Dark Alliance No. 5! “This is ‘Elemental Master’ Mayrin Vilene!”
Oooh!
Exclamations poured out from the entire audience on both sides. In contrast to the loud and noisy previous number 6, there was a quiet and elegant appearance.
Flowers and grass were blooming on the stage, and Diana Mullaney was sitting on top of a stag, waving gracefully to the audience.
Ice crystals fell on the other side, and Meilin, wearing ice shoes, slid down the soft ice carpet. She held onto her frosted dress and she bowed gracefully.
Soon the two people walked over and faced each other.
“My name is Diana Mullaney.”
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“Mayrin Villenne.”
The two people held hands and smiled brightly.
“I have always respected the long and brilliant history of the Ivory Tower. I hope that the light of progress will be with you on your way.”
“I heard a lot about the Mullaney family, which was called the third great family in the sacred world. Didn’t they produce many famous saints in the past? amazing.”
The corners of the two people’s smiling eyes became even longer.
“Can our family compare to the ivory tower that produced so many great mages? Just as the snow melts and the seeds on the ground sprout when spring comes, I hope that new sprouts will sprout in the future of Gwimun as well.”
“It’s nature’s way for flowers to fall as the seasons change, but what about plucking them beautifully on a bright spring day and holding them in someone else’s arms as a bouquet? “If we ever interact again, the first thing I want to do is offer a rose to the Mullaney family.”
The two people laughed loudly.
“I pray for a change of progress.”
“I will pray for the continuation of the glory.”
They turned their backs, still smiling, and walked away, greeting each other’s audience.
Malcolm, who had come in as a tourist and was watching from a distance, crossed his arms.
“For the first time in their appearances so far, they exchanged well-wishes and it looks good. “Isn’t that right?”
Malcolm said and looked to the side. Jamie, a prospective member, was trembling while holding her arm.
“Soo, I can’t breathe. “Aren’t both of you talking too harshly?”
“??”
Malcolm looked like he didn’t know what was going on, but Jamie shook his head. In that short line of dialogue, we probably had six fights.
“Ah, everyone! Amazing! From now on, some really great big names are appearing! Number four for both sides!”
The host came forward and raised his voice.
“Dark Alliance No. 4! ‘Soil Shapecaster’ Chatel Maere! Holy Federation No. 4! “This is Rephaim Medel, the ‘Giant of Healing’!”
Number 4 from each faction appeared.
The two walked towards each other in a simple manner without any special direction, but the stage seemed full just by that.
In the case of Chatelle, it was because of her overwhelming size, and in the case of Rebaime, it was because of her healthy appearance and shiny yellow hair that seemed to reflect light.
Soon the two people joined hands and shook hands. In fact, rather than a handshake, it was more like Rebaim holding onto one of Chatel’s fingers and shaking it.
at that time.
“… … you.”
Chatel opened her mouth.
“big. Pretty.”
Rephaim smiled faintly.
“Isn’t this a rude thing to say to a lady? “What does it mean to be big?”
“My eyes. “You can’t cheat.”
After saying that, Chatelle turned and walked away. Rephaim also shrugged her shoulders and turned back.
Immediately afterwards, the host shouted.
“Holy Federation Number 3! ‘Photon of the Iron Wall’ Tergon Corum Samarkand! And Dark Alliance No. 3! “This is ‘Golden Adventurer’ Azel Bringer!”
The priest of the Holy Federation called Tergon, a somewhat unique name, boasted the largest physique and appearance among the priest representatives. On the other hand, Eisel, who was short and timid, was making noises, making noises, watching people’s notices, and then approaching.
When Tergon held out his hand, Azel hesitantly took it.
“I’ve heard so much about your reputation.”
Tergon craned his head and smiled broadly.
“That fast? Azel Bringer. “I am confident in my durability.”
“iced coffee. “I see.”
“Your speed and my durability. “I wonder which side has the upper hand!”
Azel, who was quietly observing, spoke quietly.
“… … No, of course I have the upper hand.”
Keygen’s weakest strength.
The true nature of the little devil Ezel has been revealed.
Confidence in one’s abilities and genius are like breathing to Azel. This is not an area that already requires confidence.
Tergon’s mouth widened with a grin and he came even closer.
“Do you really think so!”
The hand that shook my hand was filled with strength. Eisel made a ‘hic’ sound and flinched her body.
“… … “I just called something weak weak.”
At that moment, wind seeped through both hands, which we thought were tightly clinging to each other. As the wind wrapped around Azel’s small hand, Tergon’s hand broke with a crackling sound.
“The Dark Coalition had something!”
Tergon was about to tighten his hands, but the host quickly came over and stopped him. Tergon chuckled, first removing his hand and then spreading his arms.
“I look forward to it on the battlefield.”
After the two people stepped away, he sighed in relief and quickly called out the next person on the list.
“It’s already time to see number 2 on both sides! iced coffee! This time is especially good! There are some great people out there! Dark Alliance No. 2, ‘6th Corps Commander’ Hector Moore! “This is Holy Federation Number 2, ‘Hand of God’ Moses del Beatus!”
The pure Dragon Fear, which removed the fear effect, rang out several times, and Hector, wearing dragon scales like a badge, appeared.
And then I saw Moses walking calmly and effortlessly with an expression that seemed to have transcended everything in the world.
The Holy Federation was looking at Hector, who appeared for the first time, with frightened or wary eyes, and all the residents of the Dark Federation were standing up and looking at the mother.
“Is the author the famous Moses?”
“… … Son of a former Pope. “I heard that next year, when he becomes a saint, he is likely to become the next pope successor.”
Two people walked forward.
Hector held out his right hand, and Moses held out his left hand.
Hector frowned.
“The scum of the Vatican don’t even know how to behave. “Stretch out your right hand.”
“you.”
Moses tilted his head as he looked at Hector.
“If you touch my right hand, you will die here.”
Hector’s expression became cold, and the blood vessels on the back of his neck began to swell. It was a typical behavior that occurs when one is enraged. He spread out his right hand.
“Then we can test it here.”
Kick.
Moses laughed quietly, tapped Hector’s right hand with his left hand, and turned his back.
“We’re going to kill everyone inside anyway, but if we do it now, the league will be cancelled.”
Drumming.
Hector gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth as if he were going to use Dragon Breath at any moment, but soon let out a hot breath and turned around with his fists clenched.
Dick, who was filming this scene with a magic camera, laughed.
“That kid has become a third year student and his patience has improved at least.”
Now it’s the last turn.
Even before the host said anything, both audiences stood up from their seats. The atmosphere suddenly became heated.
“Simon! Simon! Simon!”
“Come out! Commander of the 7th Corps!”
The residents of the Dark Alliance chanted Simon’s name.
“Saint of the Star!”
“Closest daughter of the great goddess!”
The residents of Shinsung Federation began to sing group praise.
The host smiled with satisfaction at the heated atmosphere and raised the loudspeaker crystal ball.
“Well, it looks like you all already know who the leader of each representative, number 1, is! “We will invite the best leaders who will lead the future era here!”
He spread his arms.
“Holy Federation Number 1! With ‘Saint of the Stars’ Lethe Sardena! Dark Alliance No. 1! “We will serve Simon Pollentia, ‘Commander of the 7th Corps’!”
Shouts poured out.
But for a moment.
‘huh?’
‘What’s going on?’
The appearance of the two people was delayed.
Loud and small murmurs spread out.
Dick, who was quietly watching this, quietly gave the magic shooting tool to Meadow and said.
“I’ll look for it.”
