After leaving the Imperial City in the morning and having a lunch break on the way, the Hero party arrived at the Third Magic Training Ground after 2:00 in the afternoon.
The Imperial Guards who escorted them from the Imperial City quickly turned back without saying a word after the group of carriages entered the grounds of the training ground.
The heroes didn’t know but there were rumors that the magic training ground was a place that was strictly restricted except for those with special authorization and that all others who enter would be bombarded with magic, no questions asked.
Of course, it was just a rumor.
Although it’s true that Oscar, who has a bad mood and gets annoyed by little things, fired at the Imperial Guards before … but there are many kinds of people in the world.
When Hero Roman opened the carriage door and got off, there were already three n and won standing there.
“Hero Roman-dono, welco to the Magic Training Ground. I am Fiona Rubin Bornemisza, the chief of the Imperial Magic Division. We welco Roman-dono and his delegation.”
Fiona placed her hand on her chest and gave an imperial salute.
“T-thank you for welcoming .”
Roman could only squeeze out that greeting in return.
Maurice, the scout, noticed that Fiona’s eyes dulled.
Then he nudged the flank of the priest Graham, who was the negotiator, with his elbow.
“Graham, Roman.”
It seed that was sufficient for Graham.
“My na is Graham and I am responsible for negotiations. I am grateful to Her Royal Highness for welcoming us in person.”
Graham stood next to Roman and returned the greeting.
“Eh … a princess?”
Such a mutter could be heard from behind Graham. From the voice, it was Alicia, the Wind-Attribute Magician.
Graham sighed in his heart, but his expression did not fluctuate.
“This is not a court, but a military training ground. As such, there is no need for any formal speech. Behind are my adjutants Marie and Jurgen. They will take care of your needs. However, since this is a training ground, I believe there will be many inconveniences, so I apologize for that in advance.”
With a different tone, Fiona continued and introduced Marie and Jurgen behind her.
“Of course. We are the ones who are requesting guidance from the Explosive Blaze Magician. Don’t worry about any inconvenience. So … where is Oscar-dono …?”
“Oscar is making adjustnts to the training nu. He’ll be reporting to tomorrow morning and I will announce your visit at that ti. Can you wait until then, Hero-dono?”
The Hero Roman was flustered as he was suddenly addressed at the end.
“Y-yes, don’t worry about us.”
“I see. Thank you for your magnanimity, Roman-dono.”
Fiona thus glossed over Oscar’s absence.
(Roman … you’re still too young.)
Graham was the only one who noticed that and sighed in his heart.
“Everyone is probably tired from being shaken in the carriage for half a day. We have prepared rooms in the annex so why don’t you get so rest? Marie shall guide you.”
“Princess, please wait.”
It was the Hero Roman who interrupted Fiona’s offer.
“Roman-dono, is sothing wrong?”
“If possible, could you allow us to watch the exercises?”
“Ho …”
Fiona squinted a little at Roman’s request.
“I heard that His Majesty allowed the mock combat with Oscar. Did he also permitted to watch the division’s exercises?”
“Ah … no …”
Roman backed down unintentionally. Emperor Rupert VI certainly only allowed a simulated battle with Oscar.
“Pardon … His Majesty permitted us to enter the training ground. That is to say, I interpret that as His Majesty allowing us to observe the exercises.”
It was Graham who chid in.
Of course, they did not have an in-depth discussion within the party, but it was a sha if they ca so far but did not watch the exercises.
And with no telling when they could have mock combat with Oscar, it won’t be easy to kill ti.
“Hmm … Let’s do this then. We will have a magic battle between your representative and our representative, and if the results are satisfactory, we will show you our exercises. That way, I can tell my division mbers that you are people who deserve to watch our exercises. What do you think, Hero-dono?”
Fiona directed the question to Hero Roman once again.
Although they announced that Graham was the negotiator, it was obvious that the Hero Roman would be the center of the conversation as long as it was the ‘Hero party’.
And Roman was in a state of being quite unsteady with the lack of experience and Fiona’s beauty.
(This princess thoroughly pokes at Roman’s inexperience. How troubleso.)
Graham had already sighed in his heart several tis today.
However, another person answered without permission, faster than Roman, and before Graham could.
“That’s more my language. I’ll go.”
It was Gordon, the Fire-Attribute Magician in the Hero party.
(As if I will allow these inferior Central Nations Magicians to make a fool out of us? I’ll show them the overwhelming difference in power and make this princess speechless.)
Gordon was confident. And when that happens, he can’t be stopped anymore.
“So this Magician is the representative. We accept. Let’s go straight into the training ground.”
Fiona smiled and started walking at the forefront.
The Hero party was completely caught up in Fiona’s pace.
But only Graham was aware that they were caught.
On the contrary, so of the other mbers were even looking interested.
That made Graham’s emotions even more frustrated.
At this point, Graham could no longer hide his inner feelings and he had a sour expression on.
(Not only Roman, but Gordon too! In the first place, why should we have such a magic battle? To demonstrate to the division mbers? That logic is flawed! But … it’s already too late no matter what I say now.)
This would likely expose a lot of the Hero party’s hands. Graham thought so.
At this point, his stomach was already hurting.
In any case, everything was secondary as long as Roman beca stronger.
“Our representative will be … hmm … Klimt, you will represent. It’s a magic mock combat.”
“Yes!”
Fiona nominated a 20-year-old young man from the Second Company.
“Gordon is a Fire-Attribute Magician. Our Klimt is also a Fire-Attribute Magician. I think there is sothing we can learn from each other. Graham-dono is also a recovery type and we have excellent recovery Magicians too so it will be safe unless it is instant death.”
Apart from Gordon and Klimt, and the judge, everyone else watched from the spectator seats.
The two stood at a distance of about 20 ters.
“I, Jurgen Bartel, will be the judge of the battle. Instant death attacks are not allowed. The match will end if one party surrenders, loses consciousness, or it is determined that they can’t continue the battle. Gordon, are you ready?”
“Yeah.”
Gordon bluntly answered Jurgen’s question.
“Klimt, are you ready?”
“Yes, please guide .”
Klimt nodded and replied.
“Then, the match begins!”
Gordon was the first to start.
“”
In the first place, he didn’t think that Magicians from the Central Nations could be his opponent.
He planned to take the lead and finish it quickly.
But …
“”
Klimt struck the fireball released by Gordon with his own fireball and extinguished it.
“Hmm, so you do at least cast without chanting? But how about this? ”
Gordon fired three fireballs.
But even then …
“ ”
Similarly, Klimt greeted him with a triple fireball.
“This …! ”
Gordon shot out two fire javelins with high penetrative power.
Even then …
“ ”
Klimt also retaliated with a double shot of fire javelins.
That was when Gordon snapped.
“That’s it! I don’t care what happens after!
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