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As night fell, the direction of the arena was bustling and lit up, and the bright lights were as if they wanted to compare the "Sun Well" that shines like the fireball above the palace in the middle of the floating island.
At this time, in a combat preparation room for players to rest, the emperor of the Rekalt Empire, Barnhard, the commander of the Blue Dragon Knights, Egbelt, the commander of the Black Dragon Magicians, Vargas, the commander of the Flame Dragon Corps, and the female commander of the Ice Dragon Corps, Imelda, were sitting silently in their respective positions.
They were not in the mood to care about the noise outside, and it was not difficult to see from their expressions. They seemed to be worried about something, and they were not in a good mood.
Think about it, too!
Now, from the moment they first came, they were full of confidence to the mess after the competition, what kind of result would be in the future? The few of them, including the emperor Barnhardt, who is arrogant, have already had some expectations in their hearts.
No wonder they didn't expect that Leon, the strongest knight of the Recart Empire, was eliminated without entering the top 32. The leader of the Black Dragon Magicians, Egbelt, who claimed to be the strongest black magician in the empire, was even more miserable. He was eliminated by a little girl on the first day. In addition to the later eliminated Vargas, the empire is now only left with the emperor Barnhart, who was lucky enough to advance, and Imelda, who has never encountered any powerful opponents.
However, the remaining two are basically useless.
Because, it is still unknown how far the two of them can go and how many rounds they can go in the game.
Anyway, the five people present are tacitly aware of it now, and they all know that their empire probably won't have the chance to be with the champion.
Although Emperor Barnhart has extraordinary courage, he is just a warrior after all. If he takes it seriously, he probably won't even beat Leon, let alone some powerful opponents who can eliminate Leon.
As for Immelda
Not to mention, because she is purely because of her good luck!
These days, she basically didn't have much effort. The opponent she met was either too weak or too easily restrained. In addition, she had a two bye in the middle, and she just made it into the top 32 in a confused manner, making Egbelt, who had encountered a strong enemy at the beginning, look at it very jealous.
But luck is useless. In Egbelt's opinion, Imelda probably won't last long.
Either he was kicked out of the knockout match tonight, or he was in the quarterfinals of the next game!
After all, Imelda's strength is there, and the opponent is just an ordinary magician who is far inferior to even him, Egbelt. What's the use of luck when facing opponents who are almost all strong enemies?
In the next game, they all rely on their strength to speak. Even Emperor Barnhart is preparing to be eliminated. How long can she go?
"Everyone"
At this time, maybe it was because of the low morale, or maybe it was because the atmosphere here was not very good, which was not good for the next game?
So Emperor Barnhardt suddenly stood up and spoke:
“To this day, it’s useless to say more!”
"We just need to fight to the death!"
"It's good to win, but it's okay to lose. Just ask for a clear conscience!"
Barnhardt first looked around and stood up, and was looking at his four favorites, and then he said loudly in that relaxed tone.
Obviously, he himself felt that his chances of winning were becoming increasingly slim.
Now, he has achieved the goal of winning the top 32 after struggling to achieve it for a long time. The next battle will definitely not be easily passed by the courage or experience of extraordinary people. In this regard, he has made some corresponding mental preparations and plans to face such bad results.
Besides, even if his empire stopped expanding and accepted peaceful adaptation, they were still lords of one side and could still retain most of their power and wealth. In this regard, the Azeroth Empire had sent people to contact them in advance. The other party did not have the aggressive intention, nor did they want their empire to fight to the death. That is why Barnhart is still relatively relaxed now.
"Imelda, how about you, do you have confidence?"
First, he boosted his morale, and then, regardless of whether it was useful or not, Barnhart looked at Imelda who advanced with him.
"I?"
"I don't know, if I'm lucky enough, I think it's OK, right?"
Imelda, who drooped his shoulders and hugged his arms, made the pair of murderous weapons in front of him become even more violent, said indifferently.
Anyway, Imelda herself doesn't matter, and she never had the ambition or expectation of winning the final victory. Therefore, she, who has no burden in her heart, just treats this game as a way to train herself and improve her magical ways. As for winning or losing, she has long stopped caring about it.
"Hahaha!"
"This is the point, Imelda, your luck is indeed very good!"
"Not like me"
"I met a stalker in the last game and beat me up so hard that I couldn't find North."
"cough"
At this time, the bald brother Gui of Vargas also interrupted.
He was eliminated when he advanced to the top 32 in the semi-finals of 64. His opponent was a stalker. The opponent was very cunning. He sneaked in and disappeared from the beginning of the game and escaped into the shadow. Although he was very careful and tried to force the opponent out, he still failed in the end.
Although he forcibly exploded his divine power when he was about to die by an attack and assassination by the opponent, the cunning enemy retreated at once and did not give him any chance at all. He hid it again until his blood was exhausted and he fell to the ground by himself.
"If you can meet that bastard, remember to avenge me!"
"I know."
"There must be a way to pull him out of the shadows by mages like you, right?"
Immediately afterwards, Vargas expressed his thoughts that he hoped Imelda would avenge him, help him repair the stalker who beat him up extremely atrociously, and would better repair it hard.
"She has no hope!"
"Vargas, you'd better save."
However, before Imelda could speak, Egbelt, who was beside him, slowly shook his head and said with confidence.
"oh?"
"Why?"
Vargas was a little puzzled, and grabbed his brother's big bald head and asked in a muffled voice.
“Tonight’s game”
"Who is Imelda's opponent?"
"I remember, it seems like a mage is also?"
"Is the other party very powerful?"
At this time, Leon seemed to hear the implicit meaning of Egbelt, so he asked the key content directly.
“Yes”
"That's a witch called 'Hermione Granger'."
"I heard that she comes from another world that is different from the Azeroth world."
"besides"
"She seems to be a student of that little girl, I'm afraid she's not easy to deal with."
Egbelt said with a serious face.
You know, he himself lost to a student under the little girl. Now, he has not learned magic well. Anyway, Imelda, who is worse than him, has faced another student of the little girl. The little witch has performed very well until now. He has not lost all kinds of magic, and he seems to be playing well at the bottom and his magic power is very strong. Therefore, he is really not optimistic about Imelda.
In his opinion, Imelda should be eliminated tonight.
And if their Emperor Majesty is also eliminated, then all the Recart Empire will be eliminated tonight, and they will not be able to get the top 16. Just thinking about that scene, Egbelt couldn't help but sigh.
But that's actually good.
By then, they should shift their focus of concern, completely put aside the game, and instead prepare to negotiate with the representative of the Azeroth Empire, and talk about the issues that concern the vital interests of their imperial nobles and people.
"snort!"
"It's not just difficult to deal with, it's very difficult to deal with!"
Without waiting for Vargas and Leon to ask, Imelda, who was standing beside him with his arms in his arms, sighed and laughed as if he was self-deprecating.
"but"
"I also saw that the little witch still has some shortcomings in combat experience, and that is my only chance."
"She is very young and talented. That is her strength and her weakness. She is too young!"
"Anyway, I will do my best!"
Imelda obviously has carefully studied the information of her opponent, so she has a little confidence in the upcoming promotion match.
Although, it's just a little bit, not too much?
"Anyway!"
"It's better to be careful."
"Her magic is stronger than you, and she is younger, and she will definitely recover faster than you, and her physical strength is the same. So, try not to give her any chance to breathe, and just hit her in one go!"
"If you can disrupt her pace, then you have a chance to move into the next round?"
He nodded first, then shook his head, and then Egerbelt gave the advice he thought was feasible.
Although, the player who was eliminated in the first round seemed a bit convincing when he said such words?
"Lion!"
"What do you think?"
Vargas looked at Leon on one side and asked.
"I have no idea!"
"I am a knight, not a mage."
Leon, who was amused and crying, refused to comment and did not want to answer Vargas's question.
He only knew that he was a knight and a warrior. If he was facing a mage himself, he had to close the distance as quickly as possible. As long as he did not give the other party space and time to cast spells, he could cut the other party under the sword in the shortest time!
As for how one mage wants to fight another mage, that kind of thing is not something he can interrupt. So, in order not to mislead or trouble Imelda, Leon thinks that it is better for him and Vargas to shut up?
“Hmm?”
"The competition is about to begin?"
"good!"
"Ime, it's time for us to leave."
"You guys, just wait for the good news of our triumphant victory here!"
Seeing that the time for the game had come and two portals appeared in the combat preparation room, Emperor Barnhardt stopped talking, picked up his big sword and resisted it on his shoulder, then patted Imelda's back intimately to show encouragement, and then walked to his portal first.
"His Majesty"
"Maybe it's bad news?"
"All right!"
"That's it!"
Imelda drooped her shoulders, gave Leon, who showed care and Vargas a silly smile, then waved her hand to Egbelt, and then walked to her portal.
Ten minutes later, the game started on time.
However, in other competition venues, when the players were fighting in full swing, the blood was bursting and their heads were about to fly out, it was extremely calm here in Imelda.
Because, in the middle of this arena, Imelda was standing impatiently in her position with her arms in her arms, while her opponent, the position that originally belonged to "Hermione Granger" was empty.
Of course, that is not because the opponent used some amazing stealth spell, but that the opponent has never appeared at all since the beginning of the game!
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So, after waiting for a while, Imelda gradually became a little messy.
"Hello!"
"Referee, what's going on?"
After a long time, Imelda, who didn't know what was going on, and even more so, didn't know why his opponent hadn't appeared, finally became a little impatient and began to yell loudly and summoned the referee directly.
"Where is my opponent?"
"Where is she?"
"Who is this general playing against?!"
Commanding the Ice Dragon Legion, Imelda, who has been arrogant and fierce in recent years, only felt that she had been neglected and insulted. So, she, with anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and questioned the honest panda referee who appeared on the spot.
"Please be careful not to be impatient."
"Imelda Player"
"Your opponent may be late, but"
"According to the rules of the conference, if your opponent does not appear within half an hour, it will be considered an automatic abstention?"
"You will advance directly by then."
"Goodbye!"
After saying that, the Panda referee bowed to Imelda and explained it, and then slowly disappeared without waiting for her to ask.
"Tsk!"
"Half an hour?"
Frowning, Imelda thought for a while, then looked somewhere in the height of the arena.
There was a huge timing machine, the thing called the clock tower, and at this time, the time above showed that half an hour had passed, so if she waited for the same time, victory would directly belong to her.
"All right!"
“I have a premonition”
"Today, things will probably go unexpectedly smooth?"
After knowing how long he would have to wait, Imelda laughed at himself and said with a smile.
Then, she was very bored and began to stand still with her arms in her arms, and began to think about it boringly.
Just like
She was wondering why her opponent didn't show up, was there something important, or was it because she was afraid of her, the powerful magician Imelda?
But no matter what the reason was, Imelda only knew that she didn't mind being "bye" again. Anyway, she had experienced similar things twice, and tonight, she obviously didn't mind experiencing them again. It was nothing difficult, she had long been used to them.
"Why......"
“What a charming night…”
Looking at the red moon filled, Imelda smiled and closed her curly blonde hair.
At this time, fewer and fewer people in the audience were in the audience. Obviously, those people did not have the patience to wait with her, but she did not mind and was preparing to enjoy the beautiful moonlight tonight alone.
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Chapter completed!