The Magic Tournament was already halfway through, but fortunately there weren't many important seeded magicians in the morning, so Maggie didn't miss any of the important ones, except for the Twin Gods of Fire.
As he entered the VIP section, Burwin was intently watching the magical duel below. Upon hearing Maggie's footsteps, he immediately turned to look.
"Your Highness, you're back."
Burwin didn't ask Maggie why she left, nor did he try to take credit. He understood the importance of boundaries, which is probably why he became the chief among all the genius magicians.
"Yes, I just heard it from the paladin. Thank you for your help."
Maggie nodded politely.
"It's just a small favor, relieving Her Highness of any worries."
"Bervin smiled politely."
After Maggie sat down, he pointed to the area below, his tone subtly probing.
"Does Your Highness know that among today's magicians, there is a pair of fire-elemental twins?"
Maggie was taken aback, but remained outwardly calm.
"I've heard of it, how so?"
She didn't know why Burvin would bring up the twins, using a rather conservative way of putting it.
"Your Highness, if you don't want Santa Fe City to cause big trouble, you'd better find a way to eliminate them as soon as possible."
Burvin's expression was complicated. As a member of an academic organization, he should value people's talents and abilities the most. Now, because of a historical allegory, he was trying to force a genius to withdraw from the competition, and he was in a bad mood.
However, due to personal relationships and various other reasons, I still have to speak up and remind the saintess.
"I see."
Maggie felt a chill run down her spine, instinctively thinking that the two of them had done something wrong to offend the Green Tower, and silently began to plot.
Although it was just a premonition, Maggie felt that they had come because of her, and she should definitely take the time to talk to them alone.
"No, Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. It's just that there's a record in the tower's library that twins are an ominous sign, and they might cause a lot of unexpected events in the competition, which is why I told you that."
After thinking for a moment, and seemingly feeling that his statement was rather ambiguous and could easily be misunderstood, he added something else.
"However, judging from the match just now, they are very strong, and it will be difficult for any opponent to eliminate them."
He recalled one of the most outstanding performances from earlier. To call it a performance was an understatement; it was a show. The dazzling magical effects and the precise and skillful use of magic made it arguably the most entertaining duel of the entire event.
Given their stunningly handsome appearance, if the matter were handled behind closed doors, it would likely cause a lot of dissatisfaction.
Burvin suddenly regretted what he had just said, feeling that he might be causing trouble for the saintess.
Before he could even speak, Maggie patted him on the shoulder and said calmly.
"I'll find a way to solve it, don't worry."
Maggie also noticed the fleeting hesitation in Burvin's eyes, and she didn't have the habit of refusing to accept others' good intentions.
"That's good."
Burvin breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight in his seat, and watched the rest of the game.
For the rest of the time, Maggie and Polvin chatted casually. The Blood Hunter Guild and the Silver Wheel had not yet shown up, and the real show was yet to begin.
Maggie leaned forward when a fairy appeared on the field, her eyes lighting up.
"Hmm? Fairies? A very rare race."
Burvin was also somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting to see him here.
With a small body no bigger than a human hand, a delicate appearance, and transparent wings on its back, this intelligent species is easily kept as a pet.
The hunting and sale of fairies was once a major problem in the slave market.
As a result, the chances of seeing fairies are now very rare.
Even fewer dare to show their faces in public and participate in competitions.
Only Maggie knew that these were members sent by the Silver Wheel to test the waters; many non-human races would be joining the fray next, serving as a kind of vanguard.
"If it weren't for the magic enhancing our vision, it would be hard to see clearly from this distance. The ones on the stage are fairies; they are so small."
Burvin sighed.
"Indeed, but their control over magic is not weak, it is stronger than that of humans."
Maggie nodded in agreement.
This is probably what makes the Silver Wheel so amazing; its members come from all sorts of races, so many that it's dazzling, and there's even a pitiful one whose race is reduced to a single member.
In comparison, fairies are actually a relatively numerous race.
"pity."
A hint of regret flashed in Burvin's eyes, and his tone was filled with pity.
Maggie glanced at him sideways, her feelings indescribable.
If you didn't know better, you'd really think he was lamenting that the fairy race was becoming too rare due to human raids. Only those who know Green Tower understand that he meant he was lamenting that there weren't enough fairies for them to use as test subjects.
If they exploit even their own race without hesitation, what chance do they have of other races?
"Haha, the opponent is a human wind mage, who do you think will win?"
Maggie chuckled, glossing over the matter and adopting a casual, conversational tone.
"I have a higher opinion of fairies. Like elves, they are long-lived species, and their affinity for wood is even higher. Their small size makes them good at dodging, making them natural fighters."
Bowen's objective analysis was insightful, and Maggie nodded in agreement.
He was absolutely right.
The match officially began, and finally, Burvin and Maggie stopped talking and focused their attention on the field.
The fairy with long, emerald-green hair fluttered her wings, which were as thin as cicada wings, and gracefully dodged every attack from the wind mage, without showing any intention to attack.
Unable to hit the target, the opponent gradually became agitated, and his spellcasting began to become chaotic.
No one realized that it was actually the fairy who had manipulated things, subtly influencing the opponent's emotions.
Before long, the fairy flew to his opponent's front. Before he could react, the fairy reached out and gently touched his forehead, and all the magic that had been cast on the field vanished on the spot.
His opponent's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.
"That's all there is to it."
The fairy curled her lip, glanced down at her opponent from her high perch, and flew back to her original spot, waiting for the referee to declare victory.
No one in the entire arena even saw the light of his magic; all they saw was his effortless victory, and the uproar was deafening.
"Is this what a fairy is? It's incredibly powerful."
"Did he cast some ancient spell on his opponent? How could he just faint like that?"
Maggie was sitting in the VIP seat and couldn't hear the discussions in the audience, but she could easily tell what the fairy had done. Fairies are born with a love for pollen and nectar, just like little bees.
It's highly likely that the floral scent carried by the fairy spread through the wind and into the nose of the unfortunate opponent.
With the final 'double' spell, the opponent was knocked unconscious.
The key point is that this doesn't count as using a potion for fairies, because it's something they naturally possess, which can be called a talent. Their talent allows the floral scents on their bodies to have different effects, and the effects become stronger as their level increases.
They really played their cards well.
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