After leaving the room of Mikoto and Kuroko, Anne did not immediately go to the competition venue to watch the rest of the afternoon, but walked out of the palace on her own, and then wandered around and wandered around.
After all, she had just had enough food, and walking and strolling and other food-cooking activities were definitely essential. Moreover, she also needed to have some fun for herself so that she would not stare at the game like those boring guys every day!
"Alala~?"
??(′??)???
“Eh?”
(˙?˙)
While walking around, Annie suddenly found a pavilion suspended in the air not far away. There was a young lady with black hair, who seemed to be about the same height as her, standing there, staring blankly at the sun well at the top of her palace.
Generally speaking, Annie has seen many humans, high elves or panda girl in the city, and she doesn't make a big fuss, but...
If there is a strange divine nature in her body, and a powerful magic power in her body, she is still staring at her "generator" and watching her sister constantly, she will definitely attract Annie's attention a little.
“…”
(°〼°〃)
So, while the other party stared at the new sun well in her house, Annie, who was surprised and curious, was also looking up at the other party and studying on the street not far from the pavilion that was suspended in the air.
"?"
Maybe it was because Anne had been staring at her for too long, so she had some kind of induction?
So, the young lady wearing a red and white mage robe with long black hair that was about to drag on the floor finally noticed something was wrong, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the direction of a certain line of sight that she sensed, and successfully met Anne who was watching her in the distance.
"ah!"
So, after seeing clearly that she was staring at some bad little girl, she subconsciously exclaimed.
“Hi~!”
(*′▽｀)ノ
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
?~(???c)
After looking at each other and seeing a little shock and panic in the other person's eyes, Anne said hello to the other person casually and waved.
“!!”
However, it would be fine if Annie didn't say hello. As soon as she greeted her, the other party quickly turned around and ran directly along the stairs that were also floating in the air.
“!!”
Σ(°△ °|||)︴
Seeing the other party's actions, Annie couldn't help but feel a little confused.
but……
After a little surprised, she quickly reacted and immediately rushed towards the other party!
"Stop! Don't run!"
?(”??)??
When she saw the other person, she was about to run away. Although she didn't know the specific reason, Annie only knew that at this time, she would definitely be right to chase after her and block the other person.
As for why you have to chase and why the other party runs away again, that kind of small thing has become no longer important.
(…)
(●￣?￣●)
"stop!"
-=????=?????(?)?
"Don't run!!"
o(▽ o)=3 =3 =3
“Wow!!”
-=????=?????(′Д`)?
"Ahhh! I've caught you!"
?*.?(ˊωˋ*)??*.
After chasing the swaying suspended stairs made by the high elves for a while, finally, while the other party was unprepared, Annie flashed and appeared in front of the other party, frightened the other party so much that her feet became soft and almost fell to the bottom of the suspended pavilion.
"you……"
"What do you want to do?"
After gasping for a while, holding the guardrail of the pavilion, I found that Annie had no intention of attacking her. After just staring at her curiously, the young lady who looked only ten years old and had a pink and tender body, just like a carefully crafted black-haired lady slowly stood up and asked vigilantly.
At the same time, she continued to subconsciously shrink back, as if she was afraid of something, and carefully mobilized and guarded the huge magic power in her body.
"Miss, you look familiar!"
(′ー`)
"Have they seen you somewhere?"
(?˙ー˙?)
Annie didn't want to do anything. She just saw that the other party was about to run away, so she subconsciously came to chase after her, without any more purpose.
However, it’s different now. The more I look at her, the more she feels that the other person looks familiar, and she can’t help but ask strangely.
“!!”
"No, no!"
"I haven't seen you..."
Seeing Annie's questioning, the other party became even more nervous. While answering timidly, he subconsciously retreated and was about to step outside the floating steps.
"Isn't there really?"
(??ω??)
Unfortunately, Anne didn't believe the other person's words, but she still looked up and down, and the more she looked at her, the more she felt that she was not wrong just now. She must have seen the other person somewhere, otherwise she would never have such a familiar feeling.
"real!"
"I……"
"I, I don't know you..."
The other party replied stutteringly, and seemed to be ready to turn around and run away at any time.
"No?"
(?˙o˙)?
"But if not, what are you afraid of?"
(′? o ?′)
“!!”
"I, I'm not scared!"
The other party was a little stubborn, but the kind of physical movements that were ready to escape at any time betrayed her.
"wrong!"
(?~?)
"I must have seen you somewhere!"
(?╭╮?)
"Let others think about it..."
??(??￣???￣?)????
Anne answered confidently and began to think about it.
"Um……"
(??ˇ?ˇ?ˇ??)
But helplessly, even though she stared at the other person's face and looked again and again, the other person could hardly help but turn around and run away, she still didn't remember where she had seen it.
She couldn't remember it...
However, Annie was very sure that she must have seen the other person somewhere, and that was the kind that was not very long between them?
(…)
??????
"No need to guess."
"That's because of me!"
When Anne was thinking hard and continued to threaten the other party, like a street hooligan teasing a good woman, threatening the young lady who looked a little timid and cunning, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind her.
"Hello, Anne..."
"actually……"
"She is my daughter, how about it, are we very similar?"
The person who came was not anyone, but the legendary great magician Jessica, who was also the bad guy who had previously attacked Anne with three heroic spirits, and even guided a magic rail cannon and bombarded her.
"ah!"
(?O?)
"It's you..."
(*ˉ?ˉ*;)
Seeing that Jessica came over, Anne couldn't help but exclaim.
"Huh!"
!(;?o?)o
"It seems that it looks quite similar when you look at it!"
(?Д?≡?д?)!?
Anne began to compare the faces of Jessica who was walking over and over the faces of the young lady next to her, and finally found in surprise that the faces of the two were unexpectedly similar?
However, one looks mature and quiet, while the other looks like a little girl.
"Of course it's like!"
"She is the magical life I have bred by the method of reincarnation, so naturally she can be said to be my daughter."
“This time…”
"We came here to compete in that competition, in order to win the championship and stop you from destroying world peace. You probably won't stop us from participating, right?"
"although……"
"I did attack you the last time..."
Jessica walked to her "daughter" and patted the other person on the shoulder, signaling the other person not to be afraid, and then half-truely introduced him while also squeezing Anne.
"Last time?"
(ΘへΘ)
"Oh! It was the case that you were trampled on by Tibers?"
-??(??????)
Although Annie felt that the other person looked familiar not because of her face, after being interrupted by the other person, Annie threw away the strange feeling and never continued to think about where and when she had seen the young lady.
“…”
Jessica, who had a slightly awkward expression, opened her mouth, but in the end she still did not answer, but looked at Anne with a slightly nervous look.
After all, she is in a hostile relationship with the little girl in front of her, but now she is blocked by the other party here. If the other party starts a sudden attack or calls for help, then they will probably have to surrender.
"Don't worry, I won't mind."
(⌒▽⌒)
Perhaps seeing the expression on the other person's face, Annie smiled and comforted.
Because, Annie had long since lost her heart about that matter. After all, she had revenge on the spot and arrested two guys, so she would definitely not mind anymore.
"Yeah?"
When Jessica heard Anne's answer, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on her face gradually relaxed a little.
"That……"
"Can we leave now?"
Then, Jessica seemed to have something else in her heart, a little anxious and nervous, and didn't know what she was thinking about, so she asked Anne.
"Yes!"
(o^-^o)?
"Goodbye Miss!"
(′▽｀)ノ?
“…”
Jessica did not dare to say anything more. She felt relieved and just stretched out her hand and took her so-called "daughter"'s little hand and hurriedly turned around along the resting and floating stairs and walked down the distant street.
"strangeness……"
(????? ???)
"I always think they are a little weird..."
く(＾_?)ゝ
"never mind!"
ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas
She scratched her head, but she really couldn't remember what was strange. Anne simply stopped thinking about it.
"I don't want to do it anymore, Tibers, let's go and watch the game!"
?(?^o^?)?
Anyway, it was just a few things, and there was no saying that the other party was not allowed to participate in the competition, so Anne was too lazy to worry about more, so she took her bear Tibers and turned around and left, intending to go to the arena before the end of today's game.
(…)
(￣??￣?)
At this time, while a bad little girl was walking towards the arena, in a certain competition field, the tribe's king Sarufal, namely Varok Sarufal, was confronting the apprentice of a bad little girl, Ilia, and the two heroic spirits summoned by the other party.
That's right!
This afternoon, King Sarufar was unfavorable and actually drew a group with Ilia in the knockout match to decide the semi-finals of 64. Iliana only won (fighting) her accomplice Luvia yesterday and obtained the opponent's spell.
So, now the situation that made Sarufal feel very tricky and extremely embarrassing:
In front of him were the two powerful spirit Joan of Arc, who was Ruler, and the heroic spirit girl who was holding the dark red terrifying chain hook sickle, and the heroic spirit girl who was Lancer!
Those two heroic spirits, either of them, are afraid that the power of either of them is not below him!
If he wants to win, he must defeat the summoner and the magical girl Ilia. However, before he defeated the two heroes, he had no way to get close to the other party, let alone launch an attack.
Just now, he tried to charge, slash and fight violently, and tried to destroy the two heroes first, and then defeat the shameful mage?
Can result...
He failed. After a fierce battle, facing the girl Joan of Arc, who held the silver irises flag, was skillful in combat and was defensive. With his tight gun array, he blocked his violent attack and Medusa, who was eyeing him and using his charming strange sound to distract him, he finally got nothing except harvesting several bloody wounds and gun holes.
"Hello!"
"That green skin!"
"What to see?"
"Who else is there except you?"
While Sarufal was confronting Joan of Arc, who was waiting for battle and Medusa who was pressing step by step, Ilia finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly from a distance, successfully attracting Sarufal's attention.
"Master!"
"what are you up to?"
Sarufal asked loudly and strangely in that orc tone.
Most of them orcs are like that, because they have huge fangs in their mouths, their mouths cannot be closed and closed tightly, so in order to accurately pronounce in the event of air leakage, there is no way to increase lung capacity and increase the tone.
"It's nothing!"
"You saw it, before I even took action, you've already beaten this way. Is there any point in continuing?"
"Surrender!"
"Otherwise, you will die here later, it will be ugly!"
Holding his arms, the magic girl Iriya scolded and persuaded her to surrender.
"surrender?"
Sarufar was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the two heroic spirits who had stopped and had not continued to force him forward, and then frowned and pondered.
"No……"
"I refuse!"
Soon, Sarufal shook his head.
"A orc, a real orc warrior, should always have only one pursuit in his life, that is, in the decisive battle with the enemy, he will die in a glorious battle!"
"In recent years, many of us orcs have not participated in real battles..."
"Peace, that kind of thing, has been with us for many years, and over the years, we have been doing nothing..."
"Today, I will teach them with practical actions that there will never be the word "surrender" in the warrior dictionary!"
"fighting!"
"Only fighting, and only fighting, can we get what we want!!"
As he said that, the momentum on Sarufal gradually increased, and the energy of anger began to brew violently on him.
"oh?"
"Then what?"
Ilia frowned, not saying anything.
She didn't understand why the other party had no chance of winning in this situation at the moment, but she still insisted on it? Besides, this was just a game, not a real duel. Just give up if you can't win. Is it that difficult?
"Next..."
"I will start a charge!"
"No resolute!!"
Sarufar grabbed the battle axe in his hand tightly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned like a substance.
Whether it is a duel or a game, the warrior must fight with his opponent with the determination to die, and seek to live in death and win in death!
Heaven is on the left, and the warrior is on the right!
The new generation of orcs in the tribe may not have experienced that truth very well, but today, Arufal decided that he would use his actions to prove that to them.
“…”
"Yeah?"
"I will give you a gorgeous funeral!"
Looking at the other party's murderous eyes, Ilia did not persuade her anymore, but raised her hand, and silver hair products made from Ilia's hair as a medium. The "White Stork Knight" appeared around her body. There were dozens of them, and it seemed that it was increasing with Ilia's movements.
"For the tribe!"
“Lar!!!”
Seeing this, Sarufal never delayed any more. He roared angrily and became violent. Then, while his body soared, he rushed towards the girl with a gun.
“!!”
"Good come!"
Seeing the other party rushing towards him and seemed to be planning to launch the final charge, Joan of Arc did not dare to neglect, so he shouted sweetly first, and then resolutely inserted the spear in her hand and inserted her silver irises flag gun to the ground.
My Lord is here!!
Joan of Arc activated her barrier treasure and pulled out the long sword around her waist, activated the "revelation" and obtained the nonsensical "sixth sense" in the battle.
That was Joan of Arc's strongest defensive move, and it was also her respect for the stubborn orc warrior!
Once her silver irises flag gun is inserted into the ground, she can protect units within ten yards of the flag through the blessing of the angel, and can directly convert all attacks with extra specifications (EX) into physical defense.
The only disadvantage is that when she raises the flagship of the Holy Flag, she will no longer be able to move and attack, so she can only passively defend on the spot.
However, in Joan of Arc's view, it was enough to deal with the violent charge of the orc warrior, because she was not alone now, with Medusa who was surging the formation and Ilia who was far behind her, so she didn't need to consider counterattack.
“!!”
Here comes!
The moment he finished inserting the flag and drawing the sword, the violent orc had already rushed to Joan of Arc and raised the hideous and terrifying huge axe high.
But I was really not afraid. I just prepared a defensive posture with high gear and prepared to accompany the protection of the treasure to completely block the opponent's violent attack like a storm, just like what she had just done before.
However……
“?!”
wrong!
When the other party rushed to him, when the other party's axe reached the highest point, and when he had already smelled the stench from the other party's body and mouth, he was surprised that Joan of Arc's "sixth sense" told her that the intuition that had no reason and no basis told her: the orc's target was not her!
“Medusa!”
"Protect Ilia!!!"
So, for granted, she turned her head and turned around at the first time, gave up her defense, and shouted loudly at Medusa not far away.
"It's too late!!"
Before he was about to hit Joan of Arc and chopped down with an axe, King Sarufal roared angrily, and then he instantly launched a "heroic leap", jumping high from Joan of Arc before contact, and then suddenly hit the ground eight yards behind the opponent. At the moment when the stone slabs in the arena cracked and shattered inch, he shook his hand and a battle flag with a tribal badge behind him penetrated to Ilia's side. Then, with a support, he accelerated up with a thunderous force.
"snort!"
"Don't think about it!!"
At this time, Medusa angrily shouted, and suddenly threw out the chain scythe in her hand, allowing her to intercept Sarufal, who once again violently attacked, trying to interrupt the opponent's indomitable charge and win time for Ilia.
However……
Swish!!
“!!”
“?!”
What surprised her and Joan of Arc was that the orc did not mean to stop and block. Instead, he reached out and while blocking, he allowed Medusa to use the sickle that was swung over by such a terrifying monster, and took the opportunity to continue to move forward at the moment when blood and broken arms splattered, and rushed to his battle flag, and waved past the white and tender neck of Ilia who was slightly surprised with an axe.
Swish!!
So the beautiful little head with long silver hair and red eyes widened his eyes in disbelief and flew high with a scarlet blood flower.
Next second!
“!!”
"roar!!!!"
“WAAAGH!!!”
“waaagh!!”
“ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
The audience in the entire arena audience, especially the orcs, taurens and trolls of the tribes, stood up and shouted wildly.
Because, they saw that their heroes, their warriors, and King Sarufar of their tribe successfully killed them with an extremely violent and fierce posture at an absolute disadvantage, and at the price of an arm, successfully used the enemy's carelessness to kill them, and won the final victory.
puff!!
However……
As the audience cheered, when Sarufal lost his strength and relaxed his heart, they were surprised to see that the little mage, whose body was separated and blood was still emitting from his neck, suddenly exploded and instantly turned into a little bit of arcane dust?
“??”
Mirroring?!
In an instant, Sarufal seemed to understand something. He turned his head and looked at another place regardless of the broken arm that was still shooting blood in his left hand and the magic birds surrounding him.
Sure enough!
There, he saw that the little girl and the mage had appeared a hundred meters away.
"laugh!"
“Teacher Anne taught us…”
"When facing a warrior, never let your true position appear in front of the other party!"
Angel's poem!!
After making a face at the shocked Arufal and saying such a call, Ilia did not give the other party a chance to speak or react, and waved her hand directly. The white stork knights around her arcane mirror instantly shot out countless terrifying light gun bodies, and pierced through Sarufal's body in different directions.
That's right!
From the beginning, after summoning Joan of Arc and Medusa, Ilia quietly released the arcane mirror and set up a trap, and kept her true body hidden in a safer place from beginning to end.
Originally, she did that just a reserved backup, and she never thought she could use it. But she didn't expect that Joan of Arc and Medusa, two useless guys, still underestimated the enemy too much. If she was not careful, she forced her to get into that trap.
But unfortunately, Iriya is not the idiot Shirai Kuroko. She has been playing seriously since the beginning, but she won’t stand aside and watch the fun just because she doesn’t need to do it herself.
Cough! Cough!
“…”
A large amount of blood was coughing out of his mouth. Then, Sarufal looked at his body that was pierced by dozens of silver energy swords, then looked up at the little girl in the distance and the two heroic spirits who were already protecting the little girl at this time. Finally, after a smirk, a sense of dizziness came, and Sarufal could no longer hold on and slowly fell to the ground, hanging down his noble head.
This time, the cheers in the audience stopped abruptly, as if countless people were strangled by them.
“…”
“!?”
"coward!"
"Despicable behavior!"
"Shameless!"
Immediately afterwards, there were naturally booing in the audience. The audience seemed to have a sympathetic attitude towards the failed Sarufal, especially the orcs, taurens and trolls of the tribes, and kept shouting loudly at Ilia in the field.
"mean?"
Ilia obviously heard that, after all, she was standing now, the battle was over, and she was naturally easily affected without focusing on the situation in the field.
"Thank you for the compliment!"
However, she didn't care, and even picked up the hem of her skirt with both hands and gave a lady gift to the audience who insulted her.
"Go away!"
"I'll treat you to a big meal tonight!"
After saying that, Elia didn't care what the noisy audience said. She waved her hand and under the influence of the two spells on her arms, Joan of Arc and Medusa first turned into two rays of light. Then, with a snap of her fingers, the birds "White Stork Knight" summoned by her golden needle magic and the silver sword shot out of the birds turned into bits of magic light and disappeared.
puff!!
Then, Sarufar, who had become a blood man, then fell forward on the cold floor of the arena under the view of the large group of paladins and priests who appeared on the competition field.
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Chapter completed!