The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

Over 1,000 overall points.

Over 100 crusades.

The record weighs heavily on the still immature students.

The ensuing Senedina Elite Kingdom - the third branch, takes advantage of the magic of its specialty and goes into operations that run out of prescribed time.

But I guess I was in a hurry for a record of 100 bodies.

A series of mistakes.

Especially when I make the hateful mistake of missing one object.

This mistake sounds, 690 points.

Last time it was the fifth best event, but at this point it will be the bottom line.

The third branch, which got hit by a blow by me, managed to come fifth in the party.

I know you just wanted to save it in this event, but it ends in failure.

Step on it or kick it.

If one end of the defeat becomes us, we may become a little emotional and aim in the total battle.

"Well, I'm just gonna bounce back."

I raise my mouth.

After that, it was the first branch.

[Purgatory Train] School led by Lina.

I thought this one would affect the competition too, but she was sober.

In the party battle, he was spared by the fourth branch and fourth.

I thought there would be a rush, but on the contrary it shows brilliant collaboration.

Time was 70 beats and did not extend to the seventh branch, but crusaded 62 bodies.

As a result, he scored 940 points.

Dance out to second place in the dungeon at once.

What surprises me about the split is that Lyna has adopted our strategy.

Induction of Warcraft using [Taunt].

I've left only one object to the deepest party, and I've changed my strategy a little so that the other parties can explore the three.

That hit and led to good grades.

Chairman Vael narrows his eyes as he looks at the footage depicted in [Automatic Secretary].

"Maybe induction by [provocation] will be a trend in dungeon warfare. The fourth branch in the back and our school could be imitating it."

Talk to me watching the footage as well on the side.

"I didn't send you salt."

That makes that method of warfare difficult.

If the output of [Taunt] is weak, the Warcraft will not follow, and there is no tactical significance unless it is directed to one location.

Together, we need the power to destroy dozens of demons at once.

"Rather, it is the successful first branch with a baking blade that deserves praise"

"Lyna has always been strong. It's time for adversity that will make the biggest difference."

"I see."

"Praised is you, Russell."

Such as, I'm not Chairman Vael.

We looked back.

An old man with a white beard of hair stood.

He's got a cane in his hand, and he's craving me from behind a deep bushy brow.

I'm Zellman, chairman of the Adventurer School Board.

"It changed the tactics of dungeon warfare, which hasn't changed in more than twenty years. The Lord's amount of magic, and knowledge, is far beyond the student level"

Lord...... Who the hell is this?

……

I don't care who you say.

Indeed, I was called a wise man.

Now they say he's also a brave man.

But there's only one word I can respond to right now.

"Russell Singh Stark, just a [villager]"

"Hmm. It's just..."

Zellman lays down his face.

He gave a slightly more complicated look.

They're also worried about something.

Eventually, he turns back his heel.

I thought he was leaving without even saying hello, but the old man told him abruptly.

"It's Russell. Lord, have you noticed?

"Are you talking about unusual magic?

I responded without success.

The chairman on the side moves Pickle and Frown.

Zellman nodded one to impress him slightly, stroking his white beard.

"Have you noticed?

It's like an oath ceremony.

"Hmm..."

That's right.

I knew it.

Ever since the Kowloon Cup began, I've never felt magic before.

No, it may not even be magic.

That was some kind of demon thing.

It is cleverly hidden, and the fundamental part of it has not yet been identified.

That seems to be Zellman with us.

Apparently, The Sage of Life has come to ask questions about it.

I guess you were more suspicious of me than that.

"Be careful. This tournament - there may still be some turmoil."

Zellman left us.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

Fast forward for the fifth branch.

The newspaper had also shocked the fourth branch chasing from third place in the party.

Stunning 1203 points.

For the highest score in history, the students' faces turn blue.

He couldn't even predict this future for a fan bro with a [futuristic view].

I watched the footage of the [automatic secretary] for a while, and I was limping.

Return to the tent, which is the understatement room.

Stuffed up with students who would refrain from going in the back.

"Volfot!...... Ah! Wow, Mr. Volfott."

I screamed.

This way, I'll tell you what I've seen.

The students who were listening on the side were surprised.

No more, just hold your head.

"You should change your strategy. We should mark the fifth branch, not the school. That guy named Russell is too abnormal, after all! So..."

"Akan"

"Akan! You'll never catch up with the Fifth Branch like this."

"The operation continues or... We're going to crush this school."

"Ke, but..."

I even thought you abandoned yourself.

Volfott is a smart man.

Think theoretically, not emotionally.

Fambro felt he was a ruthless choice of those with a chance.

My suggestion therefore follows.

That's what I thought.

I even saw that future.

But Volfott thought differently.

[Futuristic] Out of information.

Once again, he was a non-standard person.

Volfott holds his own mouth.

Only this man was laughing as everyone gave a desperate look.

"Kukikikikiki...... I didn't know this was gonna work."

"No way...... Were you predicting this situation?

What a guy.

[Futuristic] But I didn't know the future.

Did Volfott understand that?

Substantial leaders of the fourth branch then moved and tilted a large body.

"Huh? No way. Yan!

(Wasn't it you who said the most amazing thing!?

Fambro suppresses the desire to yell.

I calmed down and waited for Volfott's next word.

"Things have changed. It just changed from our school to the fifth branch."

"Soya (…)"

Fambro inadvertently listens back in the dialect of the Sow merchant country.

I studied abroad, only about a hundred days, but the intonation moved.

"The fifth branch is Starr or. But where there is light, there is darkness. Take a look at the sky. No. There's a black one. I mean, there are as many places as you hate the Fifth Branch."

"But you can't overlook our school, can you?

You said, "You should change your strategy earlier." You said, "No, Fambro?”

"Well, that's true..."

"Kukikikikiki...... Don't worry. Yeah. Hit me in the hand."

Why don't you let the fallen star be a beautiful shooting star?

Volfott stands up.

At the same time the tent opened.

The operator of the tournament tells me the dungeon is ready.

Finally, it was the departure of the fourth branch.

Fambro follows behind Volfoto and prepares to depart.

A cold sweat passed from temples to cheeks.

I had a bad feeling.

After the fourth branch.

The final departure will be the school led by Iolada.