Chapter 99——A miracle really happened.
"Game over, game over!"
After receiving a tip from the observer, the referee shouted and removed the outside protective shield.
The doctor, who had been prepared for this, ran over with all his might, but he couldn't catch up with Palmer. The girl almost became a shadow, whizzing past him and rushing towards the side stands.
The referee's face changed. It was too late to restart the shield. There was no protection between Palmer and the stands. If she was allowed to continue sprinting, part of the stands would definitely collapse.
In the stands, many students had not yet reacted to what had happened. The shield was too transparent, and only a small number of people realized that it had disappeared. The brave ones screamed and rushed to the stairs, while the timid ones collapsed to the ground, trembling and raising their wands, trying to cast a protective spell on themselves.
However, after the stands collapsed, the protective cover would lose its function without the bottom support...
“Get out of the way!”
Edith shouted in time and waved her magic wand. A net woven by water waves fell from the sky and blocked Palmer.
The audience at the front of the stands came to their senses and quickly retreated. There was no teacher to arrange evacuation, and the narrow stairs were crowded with panicked students, and no one could move.
Some capable individuals jumped directly from the back of the stands, but most people did not have the confidence and could only keep squeezing backwards, gradually being compressed from a fluffy piece of bread into a biscuit.
At least the space in front of the stands was empty.
"Destroy the ice beneath her!" the observer shouted, "It's the speed at which the ice is rising!"
Upon hearing this, the referee immediately put down his wand, swept it horizontally along the ground, and a strip of fire rolled forward.
Edith didn't pay attention to the situation behind her. Seeing that everyone in front of the stands had left, she felt relieved, put her energy back on the side stands, and focused on Palmer in front of her. Her speed was too fast, and if she used a hard object to block it, the impact would definitely tear her body into pieces.
But water is safe. Edith's water net slowed down Palmer's speed. She saw the right moment and quickly used the freezing technique. The water froze instantly and merged with the ice under Palmer. The two stuck together, and Palmer on the ice also stopped steadily.
The girl was still sleeping.
Before Edith could catch her breath, a scorching wind suddenly blew towards her feet from behind. She looked back and saw only a flash of red light.
Then, the sound of ice melting rang in her ears.
"What the hell!" the referee screamed heartbreakingly, "Why is my fire burning the ice now!"
This is the downside of not communicating the rescue plan in advance.
Edith tried to control herself and calm down - it was okay, with such bad luck, anything could happen.
She continued to chase after him.
A pair of transparent hands appeared in front of her. Edith looked up and saw Joyce had come down from the stage and was now floating in the air, moving forward at the same speed as her.
"She's in trouble," Joyce said declaratively. "What to do?"
She didn't know what caused all this, so in order to reduce communication costs, she simply asked Edith directly for a solution.
"Tell her to stop, but try not to use spells that directly affect her." Edith was afraid that Joyce didn't understand the seriousness of the situation, so she added, "Bad luck will turn any spell on her into a means of attack."
Joyce raised an eyebrow.
Bad luck?
As smart as she is, she quickly figured out what was going on from this word: "...hiss, this is a bit difficult."
Luck problems are difficult to intervene with external means. She didn't have time to think and quickly gave instructions: "In addition to blocking her and letting her stay where she is to endure the bad luck time, consuming a large amount of bad luck in a short period of time can also control the situation."
Edith heard it.
Her brain worked rapidly, and her hands did not stop remedial action at all, chanting spells to create an elastic rope made of magic. As the magic power was injected, the rope became longer and longer. Edith looked at the angle and threw it out, accurately wrapping it around Palmer's waist.
"Use the Binding Spell on me, quick!"
Joyce did not hesitate, and with a quick movement of his lips, Edith felt a huge pressure behind her. She tried to control her breathing, forcibly ignored the weight on her back that seemed like a huge rock, and leaned back, pulling Palmer back.
The rope shortened under her control, and she and Palmer got closer and closer.
In the stands.
The student standing in the front had already lost the chance to escape. From his angle, he could just see Palmer running past on the practice field.
Under the accumulation of soil, water, rocks and sand, the driving range was no longer concave, but almost level with the first row of the stands. If nothing unexpected happened, in five seconds, Palmer would crash through the entire stand, bringing everyone on it to the ground.
So many people were injured and there were only a few doctors. If he wasn't treated in time, he would really die...
The person next to him had already closed his eyes, showing a fatalistic attitude. He glanced at the other person and squinted his eyes hesitantly.
Yes, there is no other solution now except praying for a miracle.
——A miracle really happened.
A second before he closed his eyes, Palmer's face suddenly became clear. The boy opened his eyelids again before they completely closed, and opened his mouth in surprise.
Not an afterimage?
Palmer's speed has slowed down!
At this time, Edith finally appeared in his sight. The girl's sleeves had long been torn, and the veins on her exposed arms were bulging, and it was obvious that she had used up all her strength.
Her legs were sunk deep into the sand, splashing out choking dirt, and even her chin was stained with a lot of it. But she didn't loosen her strength at all, gritted her teeth and pulled back again -
Palmer stopped less than five meters away from the stands and then quickly retreated.
"...Yes, we are saved!"
The boy opened his mouth to cheer subconsciously, but realized belatedly that his voice was hoarse. But his voice, like the shaking of a maraca, still pried open the eyelids of many people, and everyone opened their eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.
"it's over?"
"No, I didn't hit him."
"Ahhh, I was so scared! Fortunately, President Walker is here!"
The survivors quickly started talking to each other.
The boy hesitated for two seconds and looked at the person who made the last sound. That person was an extreme aristocrat who admired Joyce, who came from a distinguished family. Correspondingly, he looked down on Edith, who was a companion.
"In fact, it was Edith who took control of the situation."
He still revealed the truth, and looking at the other party's suddenly stunned expression, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart for some reason.
"You didn't see it? Are you so timid that you don't even dare to open your eyes?"
......
Edith didn't know that in a corner she couldn't see, a group of people who firmly supported her were quietly emerging.
She just wanted to deal with the mess in front of her as soon as possible.
Fortunately, Joyce's words gave her a direction. She turned Palmer around, cast a healing spell to control her injuries, and then let her pass through all the silk threads of the bell net again.
Joyce stood on the other side and waited for Palmer to pass through the silk net. He also cast a healing spell, then grabbed the burnt branches beside him and hit the ice under the girl.
Palmer bounced back steadily.
"...Is this ice hockey?" Amy stared at the field for a while, too shocked to speak.
"It looks similar, but it should be used to burn off bad luck." Bell said calmly, "I believe that when Palmer wakes up, he won't be angry about being treated as a ball."
Edith and Joyce fought like this for five rounds. As Edith deliberately weakened the bell net and the two took turns to treat him, Palmer's scars became fewer and fewer, and he didn't have any other illness except that he slept more and more deeply.
Finally, the ice beneath her melted completely, and the girl rolled to the ground, stopping in a depression in the sand.
"It looks like it's used up." Joyce let go of the stick in his hand, walked forward, carried Palmer on his shoulders, and quickly left the scene with Edith.
.......
"Edith Griffin wins."
After the practice field was completely cleared, Number One announced the result dryly, "Congratulations to Edith for making it to the top seven."
"...In order to allow sufficient time to repair the venue, the next game will be postponed to tomorrow. Students in the stands are requested to pack up their things and leave the scene as soon as possible."
Logically, he should have passionately presented a congratulatory manuscript to further heat up the atmosphere, but the congratulatory manuscript he had written long ago became very dry for some reason. He swallowed his saliva and read aloud with difficulty: "As the first freshman to enter the top seven, Edith——"
"...Oh my god, I almost forgot Edith was a first-year."
The student in the stands spoke in a trance.
The people around him echoed, expressing their grief and indignation at being made into a background for a genius. Several people howled and hugged each other, their words full of envy and admiration.
"That match just now was really, my god...what on earth was that silvery-white thread! I had never even heard of it before today."
"Goddess, when that bell rang, I felt my soul tremble!"
"The last moment when I stopped Palmer was even more so. If I had been so frightened, I would have been completely terrified and would not have been able to do anything to remedy the situation."
Although this game was not as exciting as the previous ones, the frequent surprises made everyone's hearts beat in their throats.
Edith's game really was... not disappointing.
"What's wrong, classmate? Why are you still here?"
Fifteen minutes later, the patrol teacher passed by the center stand and unexpectedly found the students still sitting in their seats. He frowned and went to drive them away.
The boy turned his head slowly when he heard the voice. The familiar hair and eye color made the inspector's face change: "Your Highness!"
Ivan was brought back to his senses by this voice.
He waved his hand, refusing the teacher's offer of escort, stood up, and left the stands alone.
Sitting for a long time took a toll on his frail body. Even after walking more than ten meters, Ivan's vision was still blurry. Blackness spread around his vision, and he could feel his legs going weak and his brain not getting enough blood.
But he still kept moving forward, as if he could get rid of something.
"Edith Griffin..."
He lowered his head, chewing on the name silently.
...Is she really a first-year student?
If she was a first-year mage apprentice, then what was he?
A piece of trash from the royal family?
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