Before the fourth round began.
　There were cheers all around.
　What everyone paid attention to was not the arena where the model match was being played, but the special seats in the bleachers.
　It was the special seats in the bleachers.

''His Majesty Johain Eper Galvan Amst of the Villa Amst Kingdom, who was delayed in arriving due to official business, has arrived!

　A magically amplified voice rang out.
　Then the audience's voltage went up a notch.

　The person who appeared was quite a great man.
　He has black hair and sharp-eyed purple eyes.
　His eyebrows hung up like flames and he had a neat beard.
　It was hard to believe that he was 53 years old, but he had a youthful body, and he was equipped with a full mailbox that covered everything but his head.
　Despite the thick and considerable weight, the king's spine stood tall and strong.

　He was seated on a specially set up throne.
　He propped his elbows on the armrests, placed his cheekbones on them, and looked down at the battlefield.
　He must be a king who likes the battlefield.
　The corners of his mouth were smiling slightly.

　Eventually, my name and Sheila's name was called out.

　In the middle of the battlefield, we siblings were finally relative to each other.

　Sheila is still the same.
　Her blonde hair and the whiteness of her skin are no different.
　She was the same Sheila Singh Stark I remembered.

　The only difference was her eyes.
　The deep green eyes still had no sparkle to them, as if they were covered in some kind of lid.

'Hajime!'

　The doomed brother-sister battle begins.
　The Chairman of the Board for getting us to this point.
　My friends who kept me company.
　I'm going to turn Sheila back to normal by any means necessary.

　Ta-tah!

　Kicking the ground.
　At the same time, he activated his magic.

　[Strengthening muscle mass]

　I applied [Acceleration] even more, and tried to get closer anyway.

　But--.

　Sheila is not silent.
　Before I accelerated, she had already finished activating her magic.

　[Flame Scattering Bullet]

　I unleash a wide-range flame attribute magic.
　I was a bit amused.
　Because the time between the kneading of magic power and its activation was terribly fast.

　I'm sure they were expecting me to close the distance from the first move.
　Burdened by the magic's response, I was forced to stop in my tracks.

　A slight time lag occurs.
　Sheila didn't miss that gap.

　[Dendritic Binding Chain]

　Thick ivy grew from the ground.
　In an instant, it entangled my extremities.
　It seems to be able to use spirit-based magic as well.
　Magic that communicates with the spirit of the tree and obtains its power to attack.
　It's the magic of a [mage (wizard)] of medium rank.

　It seems that they want to stall me thoroughly.
　It seems that she knows how to fight the 【Mage Wizard】 well.

　Hmm.........

　I smiled thinly.
　I was a little happy.
　I don't know what happened at the military school.
　But there was no doubt that Sheila had become a favorite of mine.

　Sheila Singh Stark, who I don't remember from Lasell's (sic) Sheila Singh Stark.

　Ironically, I even felt like I was speaking to a sibling.
　Like we were closing the distance between us for eight years.

　Sheila has an enormous amount of magical power to muster.
　And in a short amount of time.

　Definitely advanced magic.
　The big one is coming.

　Sheila's raised hand held two attributes.

''Double chanting!
Advanced magic...?
You're chanting at the same time?

　The crowd buzzed.
　Sheila mercilessly unleashed two magics.

　[The Dragon Emperor's Great Fire]!

　[High King's storm attack]

　Fire and wind attack magic.
　No need to explain already, the two magic are advanced magic.
　Moreover, fire and wind go hand in hand.

　The flaming dragons wore a storm.
　It roared a layer of caustic roar and approached me.
　I'm not going to be able to get a good look at them.

　Joooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

　A roar chattered and shook the air.
　A flaming dragon pierced the match hall.
　A fire-breathing wind hit the entire venue.
　The blast tossed the spectators' dresses and hair, blowing away dust and dirt.

''Lacelle-kun!

　Salasa exclaims.

'Ha!　Fool!

　Meanwhile, from the military school side, Ravench was gutted.

　Finally, the commotion in the bleachers subsided.
　He gazed at the center of the match field, where smoke was rising from the thick air, and was puzzled.

''Hey, hey........''
Isn't that a bit much, don't you think?
There's not a bone left in the body.

　There were voices of concern.

　But as soon as the smoke cleared, the audience understood that it was unfounded.

''Feng..... Don't rush me.''

　Cecil patted his chest down beside Sarasa.

'Nonsense!

　It was Ravench who raised his voice.

　Something like a wall of light appears from within the smoke.
　Shining divinely, it is indeed magical light.

''The [Cleric]'s [Luminous Direction]........ No way.........

　Sheila muttered.
　Her dark green eyes widened in surprise.

'Huh?　Isn't that strange?
You know, that guy who just...
'Yeah. [muscle mass enhancement].
"Wait a minute. That's [Warrior] magic, right?
'Why are you using [clergy] magic?!

　The crowd begins to buzz again.
　Finally, they realize something crucial.
　A military student, seeing a piece of paper with the names and job functions of the contestants in the competition, suddenly stands up.

'No way!　He's a [villager]!
What?
What do you mean?
'It's true!　He's a villager!


''Why are the [villagers] using magic?!


　The crowd shouted, realizing now that they had just realized it.
　It was Cecil who laughed, "Shush!

'I'm surprised. 'I'm surprised.'

"Oh, I know what you mean. I was like that at first, too.

　Rowan cowers his broad shoulders beside him.

'But I think that got the message across.

'It would be a perfect setting to sell the name of Lasell Singh Stark. I don't think he'd want that.

　On the other hand, Sheila's face was drawn up.
　Her face was pale as if she had seen a ghost.

''How could you completely prevent my advanced magic?

No..... Unfortunately, it wasn't quite perfect.

　I pointed to the area near my shoulder.
　One thread of my uniform was unraveling.

'It was only a small amount, but Sheila's magical output surpassed my magic. You're stronger than ever. As your brother, I'm proud of you.

'Wow, I don't.... I don't have a brother!

　Her voice trembled and she denied it.
　Ironically, in the face of an unknown enemy called me (Ani), Sheila, who was expressionless, was beginning to feel emotions.
　Looking at my face, the way she is trembling with fear is a little sad.
　But it's not a bad reaction.

"Don't worry," I said. I'll fix you up now.

Cure?　What are you talking about?

　Sheila thrust her hand forward.
　She tried to activate the magic.

　But--.

　[Dendritic Binding Chain]

　I was the one who invoked it first.

　I activated the spirit-type restraint magic before Sheila.
　The thick ivy tied up my sister.

''Ku!　This!　Hug......... This stuff.........

　Sheila managed to pull it off with force.
　But the more mercilessly she moved, the more the ivy bit into her, the more she moved.
　The soft thighs, the still small and cuddly buttocks, and the still immature breasts.......
　The magically expressed ivy entangled my little sister as if it had a will.

　I slowly closed the distance between me and Sheila.

''Sheila. You've really gotten stronger.''

　The magic output.
　Its control.
　The time it takes to formulate the magic.
　Its precision.

　And the unparalleled concentration to master advanced magic.

　Considering his age, it can be said that he is a first-class material.

''As my brother, I couldn't be happier.

No...... Don't come here!　Ugh......... My head...

　Sheila put her head in her hands.

　I stood in front of her eyes.
　In her dark green eyes, she saw me (Ani) with a calm face.

'But most of all, I'm happy to see my sister again.

　I spread my hands out.

　Then I hug my sister, her face contorted in anguish.

'I'm sorry, Sheila. I'm sorry that I was such a bad influence on you, and I'm sorry I've missed you for eight years. But I promise. Your brother will never leave Sheila's side. So I want you to remember. Remember your name...

　It was a natural word that came out of my mouth.

　I didn't say them consciously.
　My mouth moved on its own.
　It was as if it wasn't me.....

　I'm not sure if it was me or not.

　I'd like to be able to say, "I'd like to be able to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say, "I'd like to say..... I am.
　It's you, isn't it?

　Lacel Singh Stark.

　Even after the consciousness of "I" was born, you were still alive somewhere in my heart.

　Those are the very words of my soul.
　And it works miracles.

Brother..........

　Sheila clearly recognized me as her brother.
　Her eyes gradually regained their sparkle.

　Oh....
　That's right.
　I want you to know that I'm looking at your real (sic) brother right now, Sheila.

I'll bring you back now.

　I activated my magic.

　[Magical destruction]

　I'll give it my all.
　I removed the 【Brainwashing】 magic on Sheila's entire body.
　A divine light envelops the entire match field.
　The beautiful radiance had the crowd gasping for breath.

　Eventually, the magic effect is counteracted.
　I let go of my body.
　When the [Dendritic Binding Chain] was also released, I called out my sister's name.

"Sheila?

　I look up.
　Sheila's eyes were definitely catching me.

'Brother?　Is that your brother Lacelle?

Yeah. Here I am, sorry to keep you waiting for eight years.

　Then Sheila jumped into my chest without saying a word.

'Brother!　I believed it!　Someday we'll meet!　I've always believed in you!

　Sheila cries.
　Like a baby.
　In my chest.

　It's like going back in time.
　Me and Sheila in my memory.
　Sheila used to cry a lot.
　I remember I used to comfort her like this.

　I reach for Sheila's hair.
　I gently stroke her beautiful blonde hair.
　Slowly and carefully.........

　Maybe I'm not quite ready to be Lasser Singh Stark.

　But that's fine.

　It's good to go slowly.

　Eight years have passed.
　And me, for that matter.

　Take your time.
　Get my sister's approval.

　I thought of that.