Her black side tail of hair was swaying.
　As it fluttered in the slightly chilly breeze, the red ribbon tied in her hair was untied.
　As it was, she was sucked into the blue sky.

　Lyna Shuha Warhat stared up at the cloudless sky in a daze.
　The sun is somewhat dazzling.
　She felt like she was being pitied by the blue sky.

　Lyna covered her eyes with one arm.
　Her other arm and both legs were iced and immobile.
　It was covered in ice as if sewn to the ground.

　Above her head.
　The object that Lyna and Chapter 1 were trying to protect had been destroyed.

'Ah!　God!　I lost!

　Lyna screamed.

　She shed tears from between her arms.
　It was obvious that they were tears of regret.

　However, the smile on the side of her mouth was somewhat satisfied.


　◆ ◆ ◆ ◆


"All hands on deck, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　The voices of the audience echoed through the field and the bleachers.

　The voltage of the live test never came to an end.
　Rather, they raised their voices and announced the result.

'What!　Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!　It's unbelievable. Unheard of in all-out competition - perhaps the first time in the history of the tournament!　Now I will announce the scores again.'

　1st place, Chapter 5, 4000 points

　Eighth place, Chapter 1, 0 points

　Eighth place, Chapter 4, 0 points

　Eighth place, zero points for our school.

　Eighth place, Chapter 7, 0 points

　Eighth place, Chapter 3, 0 points

　Eighth place, Chapter 2, 0 points

　Eighth place, Chapter 8, 0 points

'You don't have to say anything else!　What a surprise, Chapter 5 destroyed all the objects. Total and complete domination!　No doubt, this will be a historic achievement. But this is not their only greatness.

　Party Game Winner 1000 points
　Dungeons Winner 1703 points
　Total Points Winner 4000 points

"Winner of all competitions!　In dungeon games and total warfare, the highest score of all time, no question!　Of course, the total of 6703 points is without a doubt the highest score in the history of the Kowloon Cup.

　In other words--

"Just as Lacelle declared!


　I'm sure you'll take it as a win all the way to the top... oooohhhh!




　A roaring cheer went up.
　It was the students of Branch 5 who raised their hands and rejoiced.
　They were laughing, crying, and hugging each other.
　They chewed on their joy.

　On the other hand, the students and officials from the other schools were stunned and slumped their shoulders in disbelief.
　They are half-smiling, half-giving up.
　There was no one to dispute the result.
　It was truly a complete defeat.

　The fifth chapter won.

''Brother!

　Sheila runs up to me.
　Her eyes are swollen, and her sister dives straight into my chest.
　She gingerly and unreservedly exerts herself and hugs me.

　It wasn't celebration that came out of Sheila's mouth.
　It was a voice of concern for her brother.

"Safe..... I'm glad you're safe.''

　The Wolfsbottle fight.
　I lost both my legs at one point.
　I think that must have been a shock to her.

"I'm sorry, Sheila. I'm sorry, Sheila, but you had us worried.

　I reflect a little.
　Gently, I stroke my sister's soft blonde hair.

　Sheila wipes her tears away.
　She looked up at my chest and gave me an awkward smile.

''Yes......... But I believed in your brother. That we would win.''

　Of course I can't lose.
　There's no way I'm going to lose.
　Even if it was a demon.

　Then I felt a presence.
　I look up.
　An old man appears in front of me.

　That's Zelman.

　The old man can't eat.
　I didn't notice him until he came closer.

　Zelman strokes his plump white beard.
　His interest was not in me, who had decided to win, but in Volfot, the self-proclaimed demon.

　Just then, Volfot wakes up.
　His perfectly round eyes snapped open.
　He lifted his massive frame and towered over his shoulders.
　Blood was trickling from Kesa's wounds that still remained unhealed.

''Not yet!　I'm not done yet!

　Volfot puffs up the killing power.
　When he finds me, he squeezes his round eyes shut.

　I stare back at Sheila with my back to her.
　If you're still going to do it, I'll even take you on.
　I gripped my sword once more.

You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of them. Here, here, don't move.''

What!　You old bastard!　Somewhere else (I'd like to see you)!

　They don't know that it's a "living wise man" who has lived 170 years and even I have my eyes on him.
　No, I'm talking about Volfot.
　Even if I had known, I would have responded in the same way.
　Even more so now that the blood is on his head.

　Zelman didn't torment the rude man, nor did he resent him violently.
　He just tapped Volfot's brow with his staff.

"Shut up. Shut up for a minute.

　Suddenly, Volfot collapsed.
　He spins around and turns white, and is unconscious again.

　Sheila gulps.
　I narrowed my eyes.

　Perhaps, but it's [forced recognition].
　I can't even consider what on earth she was forced to do.
　We don't know how demons were created, but if they were similar to the half-demon race, their mental tolerance was quite strong.

　It broke through the wall of its mental tolerance and caused it to lose consciousness in an instant.

　As I thought, this old man Zelman was no ordinary person.

''What are you going to do with that guy.......''

　I asked.

"Nothing. "We'll take them and put them in jail. We want to ask him about that dungeon battle incident.

What about the fact that he's calling himself a witch?

I suppose we'll have to look into that as well. Are you satisfied now, Racel?

　I am convinced.
　But the nature of the existence of a demon.
　I'd like to see that with my own eyes.

''You are still a student. You are still a student, and it is up to the person who is charged with the task to judge. Am I saying something wrong?

I know, sir.

I won't hurt you. I don't want to be a bad guy, but here. Your people are waiting for you.

　He pointed his wand at them.
　Standing in that direction were the students of Branch 5.
　They had climbed up to the mountain where the main campus of the school was located, even though there was an award ceremony about to take place.

　Everyone was smiling.
　They were full of life.
　We've done it - they had that look on their faces.

　At the front of the group were Sarasa, Cecil and Rowan.

'Lasell, we did it!　We!

　Cecil waved his hands wide.
　He had a big smile on his face and tears in his eyes.
　The other two had similar expressions on their faces.

　I glanced at them.
　Zelman had already disappeared along with Volfot.

　He's still an inedible old man.

'Let's go, brother.'

　Sheila pushed me back.
　She walked towards the gathering of Chapter 5 students.

'Good job, boys.'

Racel, you made it happen.

　Salasa praised me.
　Then many students nodded.

'Oh..... 'Yes.'
"Lacelle.... You made me strong.
'When the second, third, seventh and eighth chapters came along, I wondered what was going to happen.
But I wasn't scared.

'Because I'm more afraid of Lacelle's lashings.

　Rowan, who is most squeezed by me, tightens his grip.

　Then a thud of laughter breaks out.

"Everyone thanks you, Racel. Thank you, Lacelle.

　Cecil said and bowed his head.
　Everyone else followed suit.
　He hung his head towards me.

　Good grief.....

　I am the one who should be grateful.
　You followed me well.
　[Villager] For believing in Lacel Singh Stark.

　Perhaps without you all, it would have been difficult to win it all.


　Thank you, guys.


'Huh?　Perhaps, Lacelle. You're crying.

　Cecil looked up and smiled wickedly.
　I hurriedly rubbed my eyes.

'Hm?　No, it's not...

You say that, but your eyes are so red.

　Rowan puts his hand on my head.
　He scratches his hair with a crunch.

'Giggle!　Good for you, Lacelle. I'm so happy for you...!

　Sarasa, on the other hand, is crying a lot.
　She repeatedly takes off her glasses and wipes away her tears.
　Then she must have gotten tears.
　You could hear her shuffling here and there.

　In the midst of it all, Cecil is fine.
　He wipes his red eyes and smiles with a flash of a smile.

'Good!　Everyone, let's throw Lacelle up in the air!

　Huh?　Huh?　Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

　Then Cecil and the others carry me up.
　I continued to fly once, twice, three times.....
　I flew in the air a total of seven times.

　That's exactly the number of times I was reincarnated.

　The unexpected treatment is just amazing to me.
　But this is not a bad thing.

　I turn my head towards the sky.

　I'll never forget how blue the sky was that day for the rest of my life.

　Even if the day comes when I am reincarnated again....