Episode 183 Finals (3)
Finals There is one day left before this round is held.
Inside, Ray was investigating the Imperial Wyvern.
Having been granted access to the imperial library, he sat down on the floor and began to spread books.
“Let’s see… Wyvern…”
Seeing that the nest was right in front of the Empire’s nose, there were quite a few books related to it.
Ray skimmed through the book to find out their habits and why they settled in the Empire.
The reason was simple.
The Lessian Empire had a warm climate that wyverns liked, but with a large mountain range behind them, it was a very suitable environment for them to build their nests.
Also, since there are no dragon rares around, it would be very good to play games without paying attention.
As the Wyverns gathered one by one to build a nest, other Wyverns also gathered and it seems that the situation has become what it is today.
he scratched his head.
“It must be very difficult to separate this.”
Unless you kill all the wyverns, they will never give up this good environment easily.
Perhaps even if they try their hand, they will start building nests again in a few years.
If that happens, all the hardships you have now will be in vain.
Ray thought of a solution.
It can be a way to cut the mountain range like a flat land, and changing the climate itself to a cold environment is one way.
He was the one who casually thought of changing the environment of the empire.
Since the wyvern itself has high intelligence, traps and traps that chase monsters and animals will be useless.
In the first place, they even use magic and claim to be a higher order than humans.
Ray closed the book without much hesitation.
There aren’t any ways, but all of them aren’t easy.
In the worst case, there was no choice but to kill half of all the Wyverns.
He stayed in the library for a while, going through books.
* * *
When the next day dawned and it was the day of this round, a gambling table took place in one corner, unlike the first round.
Everyone was arguing about where to bet, as it was very important who to bet on.
Ray passed through it and approached what appeared to be the owner of the gambling house.
“Thirty gold coins for me.”
“Yes?”
A handsome young man set down a jingling leather pouch on the table, and a scarred middle-aged man looked at him.
After the first round, there were not many people who didn’t know his face.
It is only natural that her appearance, as well as her behavior, is so gorgeous that it is memorable.
The man asked as if he was having fun.
“Are you saying you want to bet on yourself?”
“huh. I will win anyway.”
At his confident words, the owner laughed heartily.
“Ha ha ha! This is a very funny kid. All right, I will bet you thirty gold coins.”
“You won’t regret it.”
After that, Ray took out the leather pouch again and put it on the table.
“One bets on swordsmanship and one on magic. Both have thirty gold coins, so count them up and check them out.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Is this a very crazy kid? Are you saying you’ve become some kind of magic swordsman? Ha ha ha ha!”
It’s a magic swordsman.
Not only that, but there are also useless divine powers.
Whatever the owner says, it has nothing to do with him.
All you have to do is win the competition and earn money.
God might sigh when he sees him participating in the gambling table despite being a saint.
Hana Ray doesn’t consider this a gamble.
If winning is certain, why would betting on it be gambling?
It’s just about winning money with your skills.
After finishing his self-justification, he headed unarmed.
* * *
The swordsmanship contest ended in vain.
This was because the opponent, who caught a glimpse of his skills in the first round, made several moves and immediately withdrew.
Ray, who so easily won the opportunity to participate in the third round, headed straight to the dance stage next to where the magic dance was taking place.
When I got to my seat, the other person laughed at me and started talking to me.
“Are you the magician you fought last night with your fists? Ha ha ha ha ha.”
He already has a nickname.
It was a magic swordsman that the spectators gave it to them.
Well, that’s not completely wrong.
Certainly the magic swordsman was right.
The title of a magical swordsman from a legend came along as a joke, but it wasn’t such a bad feeling.
Judges from each non-stage looked around and exchanged signs.
“The second rotation of the magic sword dance begins!”
At the same time as their words fell, chants began to be heard, just like yesterday.
There were many advanced magics among them.
“The wrath of the sky is now manifesting in front of me, so wipe out the opponent in front of me! Chain lightning!”
He said he was chanting, but he was using 4-circle chain lightning.
It must have been that the level of the game has risen since it has reached this round.
A spark of lightning strikes the opponent’s body.
The spectators were enthusiastic about the splendid phenomena brought about by magic.
Seeing this, his opponent also exclaimed in admiration.
“Chain Lightning… that’s amazing.”
“What do you have that much?”
“People call me a magician, so you don’t know the fraction.”
Wearing a stylish cloak, he took out a staff with a small crystal ball from his chest.
What you do is very much the same.
If I had developed my skills with the time and money to buy a cane, I would have made some progress.
Ray let out a sigh.
“This guy or that guy is only increasing the net price of the cane.”
“Hoo. Would you recognize me too? The value of my staff.”
It is covered with jewels like that, so even if you don’t like it, you have no choice but to find out.
Besides, why was the jewel embedded in the staff of the staff? If you’re bored after holding it, is it an intention to do acupressure? I couldn’t figure out what his intentions were.
Showing a confident expression, he memorized the starting language.
“Fire ball.”
Then, a fireball the size of two adult male fists appeared in the air.
Judging from the fact that he cast the 2nd circle magic, Fireball, with only the first word, the young man in front of him was 3rd circle or higher.
It seems that the quality is quite good than it looks.
He said with a roaring crater floating around.
“ha ha ha. How are you? Magic is like this. Can you use swordsmanship? Abstain gracefully. This is not an easy place for a worm like you to be a part of.”
“Fire ball.”
A huge crater was created with Ray’s brother-in-law.
The blazing heat and its size were incomparable to that of the young man.
Even if it wasn’t a direct hit, it wouldn’t be safe even if it just brushed against it.
Ray smiled at the young man.
“Is this what you mean?”
“Yeah… How do you guys use magic… Are you really a magic swordsman…?”
“Ah, so it’s because he’s a magic swordsman.”
While talking, he spread mana widely.
As he absorbed it again and converted it into magic, his special skill, Fireballs, began to increase in enormous numbers.
10th 20th.
In the past, when innumerable fireballs were embroidered all over the unarmed, no one could proceed.
The stadium fell into silence.
gulp.
The sound of someone swallowing saliva came loudly.
A murmur erupted from the crowd one by one.
“It’s a magic swordsman…”
“It’s a magic swordsman…”
“What kind of magic swordsman is that…? Even a mage can’t do that.”
The fireball he created dyed his unarmed body red.
Standing still in the air and burning roaringly, they have already become a weapon with just their visuals.
The young man lost his staff.
No words came out. Maybe it’s not just him.
Even those who were fighting in full swing around him bit his tongue at his mana amount, which was speechless.
“I’ve lost…”
In response to his declaration of surrender, Ray got rid of the fireball in an instant.
“Cancel.”
Hwaaak –
As if he had been dreaming for a while, the magic suddenly disappeared, and all the people in the audience looked at him.
Blindfolded deep blue eyes pierced their eyes with white hair as cold as snow.
No cheers came out.
Only the sound of breathing could be heard in the unarmed environment.
Ray stepped out of it.
Even the eyes of the referees, including the spectators, followed his disappearing figure.
* * *
After the second round of magic beaming, Ray’s status was on the verge of skyrocketing.
As it turned out that the magic swordsman who appeared as a hero in a picture book actually existed, numerous figures and nobles started talking to him in order to approach him at least once.
It only subsided after the emperor announced that he would not forgive any such behavior, saying he would protect the distinguished guests of other countries.
However, the emperor didn’t just move with the heart of really wanting to protect Ray.
Even the emperor had his own poop rope.
Wouldn’t it be unfair to try to make a connection with Ray somehow, but other Seungnyangs snatched it up?
‘cancer. I can’t let it go like that.’
He called Selena.
As she entered the palace, she lowered herself.
“Did you call, Your Majesty?”
“Yes, you are here. It is no different that I called you.”
Selena tilted her head for a moment at his serious tone.
“What do you think of a saint?”
“…yes? What is that…”
“What about being your foreign child?”
“yes?”
Princess Selena was taken aback by the sudden wedding talk.
The wise woman quickly grasped the situation.
‘Your father is looking for a saint. I can’t help it if it’s a arranged marriage…’
I hadn’t thought about marriage at all yet, but I thought maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get married using this opportunity.
The saint who watched from the side did not have a bad character or lack of ability.
No, to judge it coldly, the ability possessed by one body is already to the point where it seems that it is not human.
What else is your appearance like? When we first met, she was so beautiful that I thought she was an elf for a moment.
His status was also sufficient to stay in the imperial family, so if he was better than himself, he would have been better, but he was an opponent who was never worse.
After thinking for a moment, Selena lowered her head.
“If Your Majesty wants to marry me, I will.”
“Hmmmm. yes i get it I’ll let you go ahead with this story, so get out of here.”
“yes.”
After she left Daejeon according to the emperor’s decree, he was left alone and pondered.
‘The saint said he had a woman he liked… That part is the problem.’
If he recklessly conveys the marriage message to the saint, he will most likely leave the empire.
So, I had to think carefully about the rest of the issues.
His own daughter seems to have a mind to marry, so even so, it seemed that it would take quite a while to change the saint’s mind.
The emperor put on a confident expression.
“Although she is my daughter, this princess’s beauty is well known in other countries. I don’t know who he is, but he’s probably no prettier than my daughter.”
He didn’t even think of a guy who would give him rice cakes, but he was an emperor who felt good at the thought of having a saint.
