My Lucky Encounter From The Game Turned Into Reality - M.L.E Chapter 70: Saintess Contest (Part 2)

“Oh, the Aura master Vanguard equipment is indeed sturdy.”

A moment later.

As the flames subsided, Felix appeared, reproducing the same appearance as in the second round.

He was barely holding on with the sword stuck in the ground.

Following the second round, both the Force Sword and Force Armor shattered into pieces once again.

With no support, Felix, now powerless, collapsed to the ground. He groaned and uttered his lines.

“I… can’t accept this….”

The third time… fainting.

If he had responded properly, his force equipment might not have been damaged this time. But being hit in a vulnerable state was significant.

Thanks to that, he ended up losing two sets of pitiful force equipment.

One appearance on the broadcast shattered his pride and resulted in a loss of 100 billion. It’s going to be a tough return home.

“Me… medical team!”

With his consistent refusal to accept the situation, he writhed like a frog. Once again, the cast and crew of the comparative variety show “Anthony” went wild, including the medical team, including Ivril, rushing in.

This time, as the medical team, including Ivril, crowded around him, and seeing the shocked judge, he shivered and declared my victory.

“The winner of the third round is also Marquis Lawrence!”

“Kyaaa! Oppa!”

“Wow!”

With the declaration of victory, the audience, as well as the cast and crew, erupted in admiration.

Returning to the cast’s area, questions poured in from all sides once again.

If the female cast members had shown a lot of interest in me before, now all the male cast members looked at me with expressions that seemed like they had become my fans.

“We couldn’t have imagined such a battle. Normally, mages tend to focus on long-range attacks while running away.”

“Mages, like the knights’ Aura, have magical power and many means to enhance their bodies during magic. I wanted to show that with a little different thinking, this is also possible.”

“To overwhelm an Aura master wearing Vanguard equipment like this, isn’t the difference in combat power between an Aura master and a 7-circle Archmage significant if they don’t have Vanguard equipment?”

“I don’t know about that. Vanguard equipment shows high destructive power, but it has the disadvantage of making attack routes monotonous. And Felix showed many signs of being easily excited and lacking agility, perhaps due to a lack of practical experience. He seems to need a more diverse range of experiences.”

“In the end, it’s about how you use your strength.”

“Yes, that’s right. Not everyone can fight like me, even if they are Archmages.”

“Well…”

Until just before the battle, those self-proclaimed experts who used to refute my words apologized, saying they had too rigid a mindset and couldn’t have imagined such results.

I replied gracefully, taking the drink provided by the production team.

“What’s this? It’s really delicious.”

“It’s not a product placement.”

“Oh, really?”

How much did we converse like this?

Felix, supported by the medical team, was seen getting up.

National MC Viscount Jimmy showed a worried reaction.

“Count Felix seemed reluctant until the end. What if he suggests fighting again?”

“We’ll fight. I’ve already grasped his combat pattern, so it’ll end even faster next time.”

With a confident and cool response, Viscount Jimmy was left speechless.

This isn’t just talk.

In contrast to him, I still had many unused spells.

I spoke with a refreshing expression, “But now, wouldn’t it be unnecessary?”

“What do you mean?”

“You must be the one who feels most acutely that you can’t win in this state, Lord Felix.”

Unlike him, who was always desperate, I left some room.

Unless Felix is a fool, he wouldn’t be unaware that I didn’t use all my power.

And this speculation was not wrong.

“Tsk!”

Although he didn’t entirely accept the result, Felix the Count, after receiving treatment and quickly tidying up, sat down quietly, sticking out his tongue as he looked at me. It seemed he had no intention of fighting again.

“Well, let’s continue the discussion.”

MC Viscount Jimmy resumed the proceedings with a small sigh of relief, proceeding professionally.

Perhaps because there was something to show, no one underestimated the combat abilities of a magician now. However, the efficiency in prolonged battles and group warfare was still something the Aura Master excelled at against magicians. Despite my performance, magicians couldn’t claim superiority against Aura Masters in combat.

It was a natural outcome.

I’m just not an ordinary person.

However…

As my combat scenes spread worldwide through this entertainment program, they created an enormous impact.

* * *

[Adrian Lawrence, the Marquis, is not extraordinary but something special. Praise for Lord Adrian Lawrence is pouring in from magical organizations worldwide…]

[Bringum Empire’s Imperial Mage Tower: His combat requires extraordinary practical experience or combat sense. However, with a little research, the return of magicians to the front lines seems entirely possible.]

[Global surge of conversion intentions. Aspiring combat magicians who want to become Adrian Lawrence’s disciples.]

[Adrian Lawrence: There is no reason to stop magicians coming because they like me. However, since I can’t accept everyone, separate interviews will be conducted.]

[Regarding ‘Ivril Barnett,’ who gained a lot of attention due to Adrian Lawrence’s explosive fame…]

“What a maneuver.”

– Duke Francis of the Bringum Empire

Even though the war with the Republic is in full swing, the names of knights from different countries are the talk of the town.

Duke Francis, one of the four dukes of the Bringum Empire, who plans to send his daughter to the Saintess competition, expressed bewilderment at the worldwide popularity of ‘Ivril,’ which has soared due to Adrian.

Unless he was a fool, he couldn’t be unaware that Adrian’s actions were aimed at raising the awareness of Ivril, a candidate for the Saintess.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone trying to hitch a Saintess candidate in my life.”

Duke Francis is a Grandmaster, equal to an 8-circle magician, representing one of the strongest figures in the world.

With the power he possesses, he could easily destroy a mediocre kingdom, and the vast territory and 50 million subjects are sufficient to be called the king of a single kingdom.

However, what he is currently concerned about is making his third daughter, ‘Evelyn Francis,’ a Saintess.

However, it was irritating to have a fly buzzing around.

“Gregory.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Duke Francis ordered his shadow and servant, ‘Gregory.’

“Take care of it.”

It was an assassination order for Ivril.

Without a single question, Gregory nodded immediately, understanding the order.