Chapter 96 What a mistake this is in front of the goddess of luck
Edith was escorted by the nurse throughout the process, and the lounge was completely cleared, allowing her to go to the practice field without meeting anyone.
Joyce still sat at the podium.
The loser group qualifying matches were interspersed between the winner groups. Although there were few people watching, the commentators had to be present. No. 1 and Joyce have commented on nearly 20 games together. From the initial panic to being able to greet each other calmly now, the progress is very obvious.
However, being able to get used to having one more person around him doesn't mean he can be at ease commanding others to share the commentary tasks. He basically called all the 20 games by himself, and Joyce only made a few comments when he was in the mood.
"So why do I have to sit at the commentary desk to watch the game..." Number One muttered, missing the days when there was someone to share tasks with, "Is the president of the Magic Association so free?"
After washing his face, he returned to the high ground, changed his face before pushing open the door of the commentary desk, and waved his hand energetically. Unexpectedly, the familiar position was empty. No. 1 was stunned for a moment and turned to look at the commentary desk.
How did Joyce suddenly get to the front?
"You want to commentate?" He chose his words carefully, "...but His Highness Campbell's match is over."
"I see Edith," Joyce responded simply and neatly.
Edith?
Number One's face suddenly changed. He quickly jumped to his seat and looked at the schedule: the words "Palmer X Edith" were clearly written on it.
"Edith won't withdraw from the competition!"
His shock didn't seem fake. Joyce glanced at him impatiently, and No. 1 immediately explained, "I don't mean to ask her to withdraw from the competition... but a student has died. Generally speaking, in order to suppress the anger of the opposing family, withdrawing from the competition is the best choice."
Who knows how Celeste died.
Joyce thought carelessly, without saying a word, and tapped the table: "You are just a commentator, don't let any external factors affect the commentary."
Simply put: you talk too much.
Number One sat down trembling and patted his face. For a moment he couldn't tell whether the water dripping down his hair was sweat or the water from washing his face.
The bell rang at this time.
The referee looked down at his pocket watch and extended a hand to signal the commentary desk. Number One swallowed and managed to speak: "The break will end soon. The next match is between Palmer Smith and Edith Griffin."
The noisy stands suddenly fell silent.
Number One didn't expect the audience to suddenly become silent, and his voice was the only thing lingering in the entire venue. But the more he spoke at this moment, the more he couldn't stop talking: "...I believe everyone is very familiar with the two contestants, so I won't go into details here. Miss Smith did not participate in the third round, but her performance in the first and second rounds was amazing enough, so let's look forward to their performance."
"When did Palmer become so good?" A whisper came from the third grade. "Before she divided her major, she couldn't even be in the top 100 in the grade, right?"
"Almost 100th place, but that was also pulled up by the magic potion." Another student responded, "After subdividing the majors and ranking by assigned points, I made it into the top 30, but that has nothing to do with the spell. I can say that I was lucky to have a bye in the three rounds, but how did I get in the first and second rounds..."
But obviously more people are discussing Edith than Palmer.
Heda listened to the increasingly loud discussions and covered her ears in annoyance.
"What the hell is going on," she complained. "Once someone becomes powerful, all sorts of rumors about him being an illegitimate daughter or an ancient heir come out." Why didn't anyone believe that Edith was really a commoner?
"There are so many merchants and knights in the kingdom, and everyone thinks it's normal to hear unfamiliar surnames. Edith didn't hold a flag and advertise 'I am a commoner' in the academy, so naturally people wouldn't think that way." Tattle said lightly.
Lynch nodded in agreement. Even now, he was still shocked by the fact that Edith had taught herself swordsmanship.
"But, is Edith okay?" Lin Qi looked at the two girls in front of him. They had already learned about the luck potion from Heda and were worried about this competition. "There is no way to prevent luck. Is Edith really going to delay for the full 15 minutes?"
Bell kept looking towards the exit of the lounge: "This is the current plan."
"However, according to Edith, after using it so many times, the other party should develop drug resistance and won't last more than fifteen minutes."
Tuttle frowned: "...I still think I should report it to the academy."
"If you report it without any evidence, you will be laughed at by others."
Tuttle said nothing.
Rather than laughing at her, he hoped that Edith would not get hurt, especially not be unconscious for half a month like Mulin.
"Hush, the game has begun."
Amy, who was sleeping soundly on the chair, sat up straight instantly.
"Both teams enter the arena."
Number One spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, Edith appeared under the stands.
The audience in the opposite stands caught sight of that figure and instantly became agitated.
"It's Edith!"
“She didn’t withdraw from the competition!”
"I haven't seen her yet. I thought the Eddy family's assassination was successful!"
Due to the angle of the stand on the same side as Edith, no one could be seen for the time being. Countless people rushed to the first row, scrambling to grab the railings and look down.
It really is Edith!
"The legend is here!"
"There are actually people who admire murderers?"
"Ha, we have signed a risk responsibility agreement before the league. Cowards who don't have a sense of death shouldn't sign up, okay?"
"There is a difference between active killing and passive killing. Edith was clearly trying to protect herself."
"Come on, come on! Keep winning until the finals!"
Edith found it amazing.
She didn't expect that after causing the death of a student, her popularity would rise to the peak. Instead of staying away from her out of fear, people shouted encouragement to her.
As expected, there are more people in the world who admire the strong.
......
Opposite the lounge.
Palmer took out his water cup, listened to the thunderous cheers outside, and closed his eyes.
As expected, I still don’t have the courage to go on stage directly.
She gritted her teeth, unscrewed the lid, and drank the liquid inside.
......
Edith drew the backlit side.
As expected, in this throwing game that depends purely on luck, no one can beat Palmer who has drunk the potion.
The two walked towards their own half of the court.
Palmer turned his back to Edith and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Good, the luck potion worked.
Next, she just needs to control the competition time to 15 minutes!
The two did not communicate at all, and the harsh words were horribly quiet. Number One racked his brains to liven up the atmosphere, but soon found that no one was listening to him.
Number One: “…”
He signaled to the referee, who asked a few simple questions and then raised his hand to skip this step.
"Three, two, one—"
“The game begins!”
Edith immediately ran to the edge of the field.
She did not attack, nor did she defend herself. She used all her magic power to push herself towards the stands, which was puzzling.
Number One encountered difficulties in commentary right at the start.
"Uh..." He looked in the direction of Palmer and finally found the part he could say, "Palmer's wand was pointed at the ground. She used the Earth Lift technique!"
Countless small mounds of earth rose from the ground, but Palmer probably didn't care about the height of the mounds in order to cover more ground. The raised lumps of earth were only the size of tea cups, and anyone with eyes could easily avoid them.
But Edith stumbled in front of everyone, her robes flying and stirring up the loose soil on the ground. Then, she fell to the ground and rolled to the edge of the field, pushed by the wind.
She slammed against the edge of the wall, stretched out her hand with difficulty, grabbed the stone and stood up.
Joyce: “…”
Number One: “…”
Audience in the stands: “…”
Is this right!
Number One found that he tended to get stuck when he met Edith. He pressed the position of his heart to make sure it was still moving, and hesitated, "Edith doesn't seem to be in good shape today..."
Is this a status issue?
Joyce could hardly believe her eyes. Everything was too coincidental. The clod of earth appeared just before Edith landed, and half of it was stuck in the sole of her shoe, leaving no time to dodge. The wind that pushed Edith to run completed the last link, pushing her lying body to the edge.
What a huge mistake you made in front of the goddess of luck to deserve being targeted like this!
......
Driving range.
When Edith fell, she hit a rock. She felt dizzy and her arms were shaking as she held onto the wall.
Damn...I still underestimated the power of "luck".
But fortunately, things are still going according to my plan for the time being.
Edith pressed silently against the wall and slowly stood up, not putting down her arm until the burning sensation in her palm completely disappeared.
The first point layout is completed.
She looked up at the cautious Palmer not far away, waved her wand and released the water.
The abundant magic power came into play at this time, and the surging water swept across the entire venue, hitting the protective shield and raising a wave of white waves.
The water instantly filled the entire venue, turning the practice field into a lake, flooding up to the calf level and completely filling the gaps between the mounds of dirt.
Edith jumped lightly and glided on the water with the help of the wind.
This time the destination is the other edge.
Coincidentally, Palmer was standing in that direction.
She immediately jumped up, and at the same time, a thick sapling grew from the ground. She was caught steadily by the broad leaves, and without even taking the time to stand still, she quickly waved her wand and chanted to the sky.
Dark clouds gradually gathered, and with a sizzling sound, a group of birds shining white broke through the clouds and dived straight towards the ground.
"Zapdos!" Number One exclaimed, "Edith is in the water. If the bird falls, she will be hurt quickly!"
"Freeze!" Edith shouted. The water under her feet stopped flowing immediately, spreading out from the center to the surroundings. The fastest lightning bird smashed into the ice and instantly turned into a tangled mass of lines, which exploded with a bang.
Palmer did not stop because of the "death" of a bird, but continued to point his wand at the sky. Two seconds later, a ray of bright red light emerged from the dark cloud.
“Boom boom—”
Countless stones wrapped in flames fell from the sky.
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