Chapter 289
The temple was overflowing with people getting hit by their feet. There were more students than usual, and the number of people who came in was huge.
No matter how many people there are, it is a quiet and secluded temple, but seeing it crowded with people gave me a new feeling.
Perhaps because there were a lot of people, a certain amount of commotion could be felt among the friendly voices.
A student who got into a fight with a passer-by, or an outsider screaming, “I know who I am,” while being dragged away by a guard.
As busy as it was, there was no point-of-view.
Me, Scarlett, and Ludwig made our way through the crowd to our destination.
Temple’s main stadium.
It is an amphitheater used for important games and events.
The scale is very large, and the number of seats exceeds 30,000.
It is a place used whenever there is an important athletic event inside the temple or an important tournament like this time.
Today, the finals of the tournament by grade will be held here.
It was only natural that a relay screen was prepared for the audience.
Tomorrow, the semi-finals and finals will be held here, and the finals of the unrestricted level tournament will also be held here.
It’s a place that people who belong to sports-related clubs would come to quite a bit, but of course I haven’t had a relationship with me so far.
The royal class guys who came to watch the tournament would come later, and since we were participants, we arrived in advance.
“person… … . A lot.”
The crowd gathered at the entrance of the stadium to watch the tournament, Ludwig muttered in dismay.
“The tournament is one of the main events of the festival.”
“Wait, Scarlett, then aren’t the kids coming to see us empty?”
“It’s okay, Ludwig. The Royal Class can enter all events with an extra person.”
Scarlett must have known this and that in advance, and knew quite a lot. The detailed privileges of the royal class in the temple are too numerous to count.
“Oh, I see. By the way, what is the number of people outside the quota? The garden is full, so how can people get in?”
“… … You can think of it as assigning a special seat. Would you understand if I said that it is a seat that is not included in the number of seats in the first place? That’s what the royal class was allowed to do.”
“ah! I see?”
Scarlett’s expression, even though it was very brief, felt ‘pathetic’ passing by.
I really don’t know if it’s a human thing, but… … .
Why did the relationship between the main heroine and the protagonist become like this… … .
Scarlett didn’t hate Ludwig, but it was often seen that she thought of him as ‘a little less than a friend’.
This will all be my karma.
Gradias Temple Grade Tournament Finals.
We went to the entrance for officials, not the entrance for spectators.
* * *
All the identities of the finalists were supposed to be shared, so we were guided directly to the waiting room inside the stadium just by presenting our ID cards.
Since it was a huge stadium, the waiting room for players, which was strictly prohibited from entering the spectators, was also large.
There were amenities inside, as well as exercise equipment, priests in case of injury, and even guards for safety were perfectly prepared.
A total of 36 finalists were selected for each grade level. All grades must have gathered there, so the total number exceeds two hundred. There was even a private room that could accommodate them all separately.
We were ushered into the freshman waiting room.
“When all finalists arrive, we will give them warnings and instructions. Until then, you just have to be comfortable in your own waiting room or hall.”
With the words to tell the desk at any time if you need anything, the three of us sat down in the hall.
Ludwig seemed to be impressed by the splendid waiting room that rivaled that of the royal class dormitory. It was the same with Scarlett.
I could see some of them resting or preparing in their own way, to see if there were anyone who arrived before us.
However, most of them were alone.
These are the guys I picked and picked from the numerous classes in the temple. There is no case where all three players in one class advance to the finals like in the royal class.
So, everyone felt that each other was an opponent, and regardless of the comfort of the place itself, they were very tense and alert.
Most of them are thinking by themselves, warming up, or doing image training in their own way.
Although it is at the level of a freshman in high school, it is similar to the national team selection event.
The seat that determines the strongest among the 17-year-olds in the temple. To exaggerate more, it is a position that covers the best in its class within the continent.
You can’t help but be nervous.
“Reinhardt! Would you like some bread?”
Of course, as if Ludwig didn’t know about that, he brightly asked where he had brought the bread while munching on the bread.
Scarlett and mine met naturally.
“… … .”
“… … .”
I guess you and I have similar thoughts.
Still you… … .
Originally, he and he… … .
no. done.
“Oh, give me one.”
“This is delicious.”
“Yeah, me too.”
Even Scarlett ate it in the end.
-… … .
The wary eyes of the guys around us are directed at us.
In a place full of guys, most of whom came alone, who everyone around them sees only as enemies, three people who seem to know each other well are huddled together and eating bread.
Three finalists who appear to be from the same place.
In that case, there was only one possibility they could think of.
You can’t help but know that we’re from the royal class.
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Vigilance, hostility, fear.
Those countless gazes are stuck on us.
“Uh, um… … .”
Ludwig also glanced around to see if he noticed then, and Scarlett was quietly messing around with bread.
“What kid? Is this your first time eating bread? eat you too What are you trying to do?”
In the end, I got so mad at that gaze that I shot a word at the people around me.
However, this is the place where the guys who were said to grow on their own floor eventually gathered.
Unlike other clumsy guys, it is a place full of guys who are not only proud of their skills, but also have formidable pride.
“What did you just say?”
In this situation where the nerve strings are pulled tight, there were enough people who would approach the first person with a wink in their eyes. I smiled as I saw him approaching me with my arms crossed on the sofa.
But is that a high school student?
I’m guessing you’ll be 2 meters tall?
Of course, that didn’t scare me.
I don’t know about the others, but this one in particular kept staring at us especially miserably.
“Is this your first time eating bread? What do you think is good?”
“This bastard. It seems like you’re from the royal class and there’s nothing to see. You seem to be mistaken that you will win unconditionally because there is no Orbis class, right?”
Ludwig stepped out as the atmosphere suddenly turned violent.
“Ah, ahaha. Ra, Reinhardt. why all of a sudden calm down. over there him sorry. My friend is a bit sensitive.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
He looked at Ludwig and at me alternately, and I glared at him.
“Who are you in which group of the finals?”
“Group A Reinhardt.”
“Good. I’m in Group A too.”
As if he was just going to tease me, he looked at me and patted his hands.
“What’s going well?”
I looked at it and laughed.
“It didn’t happen to you.”
I’m going to explode behind, but what’s good?
don’t you understand?
Eventually, after a battle of nerves, the nameless guy left, and someone’s voice came from behind.
“… … You are still driving accidents.”
“… … Oh you.”
“It’s the first time we’ve talked to each other, but do you remember my face?”
Of course it is.
We didn’t talk, but it was a face I remembered. Scarlett and Ludwig tilted their heads as they were bound to be strangers.
“You still don’t know my name, Gladen Amorel.”
The guy held out his hand to me. There seemed to be no hostility toward me in that outstretched hand.
“uh… … . long time no see.”
He was a bit apologetic because he had lost the privilege of being a special class due to my chaos.
* * *
Gladen Amorel sat across from me on the sofa where we were sitting.
“It’s gone now, but it was a first year in Orbis class.”
At those words, Scarlett and Ludwig made an aha look on their faces as if they understood why we were old friends.
Gladden Amorel didn’t seem to have any other feelings for me. Actually, Rilka Aaron’s whistleblowing wasn’t something he did alone, it was something the entire first year of Orbis class agreed on.
Originally, I know that he has a very cold personality, but judging from the fact that he first talked to me and offered to shake my hand, it seemed that something had changed in the meantime.
I’m not sure what the specific change is.
“I thought you would come to the tournament.”
“… … okay?”
“I don’t know the exact reason, but I guess I just felt that way.”
The guy munched on the bread that the generous Ludwig had given him.
“First grade, then… … . Are they all scattered?”
“yes. But since it’s inside the temple anyway, there’s nothing I can’t do if I try to meet you.”
Orbis Class 1st graders were scattered to normal classes.
However, Gladen Amorell seems to have created a club through the student council on his own initiative and created a meeting between first-year students from Orbis class. A club is a meeting regardless of class.
Since we have suffered together, the relationship cannot be broken easily.
He said, without my asking, that Rilka Aaron was fine. She said she was coming of age a little late, and she said that she seemed a little taller these days, but she made a subtle joke that she wasn’t really tall at all.
“I feel rather fortunate that this happened. Honestly, it was like hell.”
The Orbis class disappeared, but they seemed to get along well.
It seemed strangely comforting to me.
All the problems I caused caused countless changes and accidents, but it seems like there are always positive changes somewhere.
Gladen Amorell is in Group D.
The four sitting around here are the strongest candidates for the championship.
It was not the first time I had met Gladen Amorel, but it was the first time I had ever talked to him.
But it seemed clear that this fellow had some favors with me.
“Of course, I have no intention of losing. Reinhardt.”
That’s it, and a contest is a contest.
He and we all knew that.
* * *
“The main stadium of the temple is equipped with powerful protection and barrier magic. So there are some special things that can only be done here.”
“A powerful protective magic will be applied to all of you who participate in the tournament finals.”
“From now on, what you are going to do will not be in the form of practice sparring. If you are in a situation where you could be fatally injured, powerful protection magic and summoning magic will be activated to summon you to a safe place. Of course, it will be treated as a defeat.”
“Soon, even if you do your best, your opponent will not be seriously injured or killed. That’s why the Gradias Temple Tournament will create a ‘very real-life’ situation that brings out the full potential of the participants.”
“The explanation is like this, but in the end, what I want to say is simple.”
“Assuming this is a real battle, win it by any means at your disposal. There is no such thing as cheating.”
“Sure, things like cuts and broken limbs can happen. However, no defeat roll will occur for any follow-up possible injury. Keep in mind that a single punch does not count as a defeat.”
After hearing the explanation, the 36 first-year finalists were quietly listening to the explanation.
It is different from the practice sparring that I have been doing countless times with Ellen.
Even if you really want to kill your opponent, the protection magic and barriers in this stadium, and the numerous safety devices applied to the participants, ensure maximum safety.
That’s why you can fight to the best of your ability. It can show the original role of providing spectacle and the combat capability of participants to the limit.
After all, it’s a fight spectacle.
It is to display the battle reaching its limit, and to show what kind of monsters the talented people that the empire is cultivating are.
Tension was overflowing on everyone’s faces, and even Ludwig, who was relaxed from beginning to end, had a firm expression as if he realized that the finals of the tournament were just around the corner.
“When the call comes, you can prepare it then.”
Tournament Round of 36.
Today, we have to determine the winner of the group stage of the finals.
“Group A, the first match. Royal Class 1st year A-11 Reinhardt. Dallon Class 1st year C-2 Lagueres. Get ready.”
I like grade level tournaments, no. Now it’s time to compete in the first match of all the festival tournaments that will follow.
* * *
It has long been said that of all calibers, the Buddhist spectacle and the fighting spectacle are the best.
Temple Main Stadium.
Thirty thousand seats.
Seeing that it was filled up, I thought I wouldn’t be very nervous, but I was scared.
No, that’s right, after all, it’s a children’s fight, right? No matter how much the 1st – 6th grade tournament is going on all the way through tonight, is there anything to gather this much? There must be people who can’t even sit in the audience and stand and watch?
Is this fun?
ah.
It was only then that I realized that no matter how developed this view of the world is, mass media such as TV, smartphones, and the Internet do not exist.
In a world where stimulating spectacles are very rare, seeing talented people raised by the empire fight swords, no matter how young they are, is quite a spectacle by our standards.
On the large screens installed throughout Temple Main Stadium, the faces of me and the other person opposite me appeared alternately.
-Oh oh oh
… … Strange exclamation from the audience when my face came out.
this.
I feel weird.
I tried to see if there were any faces I knew among the crowd of people in the audience, but there were too many to recognize.
everyone is looking at me
It was strange that I was looking to see if anyone had come to see me.
there won’t be
Everyone is busy.
But oddly enough.
Among tens of thousands of people, I shouldn’t be able to find it.
Oddly enough… … .
In the distance, I saw a black-haired girl with a calm expression.
It was Ellen.
Ellen is looking at me.
Next to him were Liana and Cliffman.
And Harriet too.
It must be filthy bad in between, but Olivia Ranze was there too.
-Our Reinhardt is the best! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa so handsome Aaaaaaagh!
And beside me, there were also B class guys.
Charlotte looked at me and smiled quietly. She didn’t say anything, but it was clear that Charlotte was rooting for me.
And, of course, for security, Saviolin Tana was sitting by his side. She was looking at me with her arms crossed.
Seeing that, I smiled involuntarily.
-cheer up.
I could see the shape of Ellen’s mouth.
-Ooh, ooh… … . Woo win! win!
Harriet also stuttered, but made a horn and shouted with a whoosh.
Not only Harriet, but all the members of the Magic Research Society had come all the way to Ludina.
– Junior! cheer up!
what. I thought I wouldn’t be able to come because everyone was busy with my work.
Everyone is here.
Ellen and Olivia, who had a bad relationship, were sitting next to each other, with their bodies spaced apart to sit as far away from each other as they were right next to each other.
Everyone is gathered.
“Whoa… … .”
What was in my hand was not a training sword, but a true sword.
I was told to choose a weapon that fits my hand, so I chose a long sword with the same weight ratio as the one I used in Dark Land.
The opponent’s armament is a longsword, just like mine.
-Now then, the long-awaited Gradias Temple Festival. Tournament by Grade 1st Grade Group A! Game 1! Let’s start now!
-Wow!
with the call of the moderator. in a thunderous roar.
okay.
it’s the first game I should show you something fun.
sorry friend.
Shouldn’t I show my friends who came here to see what I’ve been doing for this year even though I’m busy with my own work?
Believe.
I am strengthening my magical power.
-Kureung!
Explosive power surges up, and blue flames soar from my body. While listening to the shouts getting louder, watching the opponent in front of me get sick of it.
While adding speed, blow, and hardening.
Self-suggestion, magical power enhancement.
Add all this up.
“I will win.”
On top of that, while adding the power of the spirit.
I take one step
I’ve only taken one step
-Kooung!
“!!!”
The next moment, I was in front of the opponent.
Championship.
I don’t want anything other than that.
* * *
-Wow!
“… … I wonder if I had to come to see you.”
Amidst the shouts, Harriet muttered displeasedly.
The third game of the first grade in Group D was just over. Reinhardt’s match, which he had come to watch, ended within 5 seconds.
There was still plenty of time before Reinhardt’s next match.
After the 1st year group finals, the 2nd year group finals will begin.
So, it was not necessary to watch the round of 36 games of all grades, but when I saw Reinhardt, who came to watch, it seemed like everything would end in an instant like this.
So during Reinhardt’s game, the crowd, although overwhelmed, was more embarrassed.
No, what is he? It was such a reaction. It’s overwhelming, but it feels a bit bland.
For fun, it was more fun to watch them fight desperately while falling and rolling.
That’s why they actually came to see Reinhardt’s game, but there’s not much time to see Reinhardt.
Both Ellen and Harriet were busy. But in the end, she thought about whether or not to come here, and finally came.
Olivia, who met in the middle, inevitably sat beside them even though she showed off her dislike.
The reason was simple.
‘If we gather even a little, Reinhardt will find us right away.’
Reinhardt might not be able to find him if he sat alone in the audience.
But if you sit next to your friends, Reinhardt will be able to find them easily. In fact, Reinhardt found them correctly.
When Reinhardt won the first game by a landslide margin. Olivia shouted to herself, ‘Take me! I mean, take me!’
Reinhardt’s next match will begin when all Group D round of 36 matches are over.
Harriet looks at Ellen quietly.
I thought Ellen might go to the Unlimited Tournament, but oddly enough, she goes to Miss Temple.
“ah… … . Reinhardt’s turn sometime. I didn’t come here to see something like that… … . Hey, when is it Reinhardt’s turn? Look at the bracket.”
“Senior, see for yourself.”
“If the senior tells you to do it, you have to do it!”
“… … Reinhardt doesn’t like people who talk like that. Oh, you don’t know.”
“Hey, hey… … . After, that’s it. Let’s not talk.”
An angelic person only in front of Reinhardt. He acted like he could give Reinhardt his all, but he was harsh with everyone close to Reinhardt.
The saintess of Eredian, whose personality is becoming more and more angular and distorted.
Olivia Ranze.
Ellen and Harriet. The competitions they participate in are different, but the person who wants to win is that person.
can i win
Unlike those worries, Olivia Ranze acted as if she didn’t care about the two of them. No, I do that on purpose to make you angry and ignore it.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Bring our Reinhardt aaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“Shut up.”
As Olivia began to tell the truth, Ellen glared at Olivia with a frown.
“what? Do you want to go out there with your sister and play an event match right now? Will people really like it?”
“Should we do it here right now, not over there?”
“Is that so?! show me? uh?”
“It makes me feel bad, so don’t imitate Reinhardt.”
In addition, Ellen’s personality was getting weird whenever she met that person.
Ellen, Olivia Ranze.
If those two break into the arena, all subsequent matches will be of no interest to the people.
“Both please stop… … .”
Harriet felt dizzy just looking at the two of them.
