[NoName, right ankle ligament rupture… “No problem for the match”]
Cheon Saetbyeol was able to hear the news of Na-me’s injury only after entering the stadium.
“No way…”
She covered her mouth and trembled her shoulders.
Just yesterday, Na-me was perfectly fine.
At least that’s what she thought.
[My sister takes jokes too seriously. But why are you just sitting there?]
[You fell because of me. Anyway, get out quickly. You need to sleep early to prepare for tomorrow’s match.]
Na-me pushed Saetbyeol out of the room as if urging her on.
At that moment, Saetbyeol thought Na-me was being unreasonably harsh.
“If you’re hurt, just say so… Huhuh, if it’s because of me…”
Saetbyeol’s voice trembled pitifully.
Her face turned pale, and she hurriedly sent a text to Na-me out of worry.
[Cheon Saetbyeol: Sister]
[Cheon Saetbyeol: Are you okay?]
[Cheon Saetbyeol: I’m really sorry for messing around like that]
[Cheon Saetbyeol: I didn’t even know you were hurt… I’m sorry…]
[Cheon Saetbyeol: You worked so hard today, and now it’s my fault…]
Na-me never checked the messages.
Saetbyeol read the tournament broadcast chat, her eyes filled with anguish.
[NoName’s journey in the National Exchange Tournament comes to an endㅠㅠㅠ]
[Ultimately, just like Asteria, she also became a glass cannon…]
[Isn’t it better to rest as much as possible and prepare with full condition for the next match?]
[Seriously, NoName, be careful during the tournament, what the heck were you thinking;;]
[The strain from the first match might have flared up now.]
“Waaaaaaah!”
The audience clenched their fists and stood up.
NoName stood in the center of the stadium.
<[En garde!]>
Once again, she transformed her Cheonghwa Sword from the wand into Skiabona form.
-??
-Why is she still using a sword even with an ankle injury?
-Wow, hahaha.
-This was unexpected, crazy, hahaha.
-Just do what Na-me wants!
<[Prêts?]>
<[Allez!]>
*
[The match begins! 50th match of the 64-round tournament, South Korea’s NoName vs. England’s David Everett!]
[At this point, the ankle injury of NoName is quite concerning, and yet she is wielding her sword again.]
[David Everett is quite skilled in barrier magic. It seems he thinks the trick from Narita Hiroyuki won’t work this time.]
[As both prepare their Aura Hearts, the tension remains tight, and David Everett takes the initiative!]
Everett aimed England’s national treasure Caliburnus at Na-me.
While it also had the form of a sword, its essence was still that of a wand.
A vertical circular magic circle began to spin fiercely.
Wee-ee-ee-ing!
Before their eyes, a path of mana opened, gathering argon gas around it.
Chiziziz-
Charged energy at the wand’s tip, a disk-shaped pink lightning projectile was launched.
[Conjuration: Argon Gas]
[Unique Magic: Caliburnus’ Charge Cannon]
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwang!
The projectile exploded, and around it, lightning fell.
[The Charge Cannon has a total of five shots…! Ah, NoName dodges all of them! Her movements still seem light. Thank goodness!]
[David Everett increases the intensity of his pressure! Preparing a follow-up spell!]
The training arena darkened in an instant due to the electromagnetic disturbance, showcasing the power of his unique magic.
The entire ground of the arena was covered in a purple charge.
The barrier of Ma-lib-ja posed a continuous electrocution threat.
Everett forced Na-me to keep moving without giving her a break.
Amidst this, he summoned one more magic circle.
[Universal Magic: Gloria Caliburnus]
In a space filled with purple charge, a sharp lightning sword suddenly rose before Na-me.
“…!”
She slammed her feet down and swerved her direction.
Pajiziz-!
Lightning spread like an umbrella, charring the grass.
The black flashes shot from the ground, altering Na-me’s path.
The strands of lightning erupting from one pillar intertwined like a spider web, gradually narrowing the space for her to step.
Five minutes into the first half, Na-me, breathless, started to reduce her speed.
David Everett was not a player to miss such an opportunity.
[Casting: Gloria Caliburnus]
Wee-ee-ee-ing!
The charges spread on the ground converged into a massive sword.
But Na-me did not evade this time.
A sense of unease flickered in Everett’s brows.
[Dispersion: Gloria Caliburnus]
[Conversion: Magnetic Sealing]
Na-me leveraged her mana force to levitate the giant sword formed from charge in midair.
She seized ownership of the magic circle and swiftly incorporated it into her magic.
“What the…!”
Late to react, Everett attempted to release the spell.
[Release: Gloria Calibur-]
[Casting: Disruption of Release]
Na-me’s triple casting surged at overwhelming speed.
[Casting: Linear Acceleration]
Sswae-e-e-eek-!
The massive chunk of charge flew through the acceleration magic circle.
Seeing the sword hurtling toward him, Everett dodged to the side.
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwang!
The energy projectile that traveled a whole 50m annihilated the path.
Na-me’s fans erupted with cheers.
However, Everett enveloped himself in discharge aura to minimize damage, leaving the fans in disappointment soon after.
Everett readied his wand once more.
He caught sight of Na-me far away, swinging Skiabona horizontally.
“What the…?”
At that moment, a human silhouette sprang up from the charged ground and swung a sword toward Everett.
Pajiziz-!
“Kreeeugh!”
Caught off guard by a sudden strike from behind, Everett lost his balance and fell.
The stadium erupted in cheers.
[Casting: Demon King’s Horn]
[Casting: Electric Clone]
[Unique Magic: Adela]
There stood a clone identical to Na-me, adopting the same stance.
The commentary team broke into cheers.
[With that recent strike, Everett lost 12% of his barrier! Stade de France is heating up! NoName, what in the world just happened?]
[The Electric Clone mimics the actions of the caster through universal magic; truthfully, it can only be described as entertainment magic. Since the magic circle cannot physically separate from the caster, it cannot be used. But…!]
[But?]
[NoName has parasitized the ‘Electric Clone’ onto Everett’s ‘Gloria Caliburnus’ magic circle! This means that even if the Electric Clone moves away from NoName, it won’t be released because the mana supply comes from Everett’s magic circle!]
[Waaaaaaah, how is this even happening? Everett is in a crisis! NoName is preventing any possibility of release with her continuous disruption magic. This is like a cursed spirit, isn’t it?]
[Hahaha, truly, NoName is showcasing the limits of her triple casting today. What’s so amazing about casting three spells simultaneously? You could just cast them one after another, right? …This is exactly why it’s impressive!]
-You’re possessed by a ghost right now.
-What? Cancel my magic circle!
-It may have been free during casting, but not during release.
-If you forcibly lock the Aura Heart, it should disappear on its own, right?
-Are you insane? Then Na-me would just run over and give a knockout punch, hahaha!
-What nonsense are you saying about peeking during trench warfare, hahaha!
-I will gladly eat the magic circle~
Everett poured mana into his wand and slashed at the clone.
However, the clone, which sunk into the ground, reappeared from the opposite side and launched a threatening electric strike.
Chiziziz-!
“What the…!”
Na-me danced at the edge of the arena, controlling the clone’s movements.
She used the stadium’s screen like a game interface.
The rate of information exchange between Na-me and the clone was instantaneous.
As the clone’s sword slashed through Everett’s thigh, he inserted a mana orb into the clone’s abdomen.
A small blue gear mark popped up on Everett’s thigh.
With no substance, there was no defense.
The shapeless entity continued to materialize and gnaw at Ma-lib-ja’s barrier, making Everett feel like he was going insane.
Fourteen minutes into the first half, he made a decision.
Shuuuu-!
The disappearing electric lake.
Na-me’s clone vanished with it, and all magic circles were deactivated.
[No, David Everett, what are you…!]
[To eliminate the clone, he blocked his own Aura Heart path. He has completely lowered his guard! Is this a strategy to withstand for a minute?]
[NoName must not let him be! Oh, she’s running! Na-me is running!]
Flutter-
Na-me spread her wings wide to gain propulsion.
[Casting: Linear Acceleration]
Holding up her hurt right ankle, she hopped on her left leg to cross the acceleration magic circle.
-Nah, what the hell, hahaha!
-That’s a way to hop!
-Na-me was running perfectly just a moment ago…!
-“Do you dare look down on me? I’ll look down on you right back.”
-Na-me is on point, hahaha!
-If she can endure this, she’s a saint.
-Wow, why is she so fast now?
-What the hell, that speed is insane?!
Strangely, the spectators were all astonished by her increasing speed.
Everett, systematically thickening his barrier by reheating the Aura Heart.
Then it happened.
Tick-tock, tick-tock-
The clock’s sound echoed.
David Everett’s entire body was plastered with blue gear patterns.
“What’s wrong with my body?!”
Skiabona resonated, emitting the same blue light.
Everett sensed that something had gone terribly wrong.
Fifteen meters left.
Na-me leaped forward and prepared for another thrust with determination.
This time to destroy the Ma-lib-ja barrier, not just a point strike.
[Unique Magic – Estasha Type 1]
[Adella – 15 Connect]
[Break]
The sword’s tip meshed with the center of the gears and all previously stored energy was released.
Cheojeojeojjeok-!
The visible hexagonal barrier shattered and regenerated repeatedly, swirling mana particles scattered.
“Graaaah!”
Disruption of release, Demon King’s Horn, Electric Clone, and now Adela as well.
The commentary team, finally realizing four spells were simultaneously cast, seized their microphones.
[It wasn’t triple casting! It was quadruple…! That was a quadruple casting!]
[Waaaaaaaah! NoNameeeeeee!]
Everyone screamed out their genuine emotions.
