The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

The semifinals begin.

Our counterpart in the fifth branch is the fourth branch.

Sow country - that is, a party led by 'strategist' Fambro, a former deputy member of the military school.

Already with us, the Sow country was facing each other in a circular outdoor field.

Fambro goes in and out as he fishes the end of his mouth.

"You still came out, Sheila. And Sarasa Vogard!!

Suddenly, I scream.

The voice echoed in the open air.

Fambro stares at all that he has found his parents' revenge.

Sarasa shook Vikri and her shoulder.

That's just not the usual glance.

Put it on the competition, it's going to kill Sarasa.

It was Sheila who stood to cut that gaze.

Turn around a little bit and laugh nicely.

"It's okay, Mr. Sarasa"

"Sheila."

"Brother, I am here..."

Fight alone.

Like my brother in World War 1.

Sheila is serious.

He was seriously begging me.

Fambro is my sister's former senior.

I guess there are some things I think of as her.

Besides, it's big enough to be able to keep Sarasa, Rowan and Cecil warm here.

That's right, me too, it's tight against Iolada, who would come up to win the finals while covering for his people.

It will expose Sheila's strengths, but the benefits of hiding the strengths of the other three are far greater.

"Fine."

It's okay, Russell.

Sarasa asks.

He was frowning worryingly.

"I'm fine. Sheila is strong. You guys know a lot about this, don't you?

"But Mr. Fambro has a [futuristic] view..."

"Sarasa must also understand. [Futuristic] Weaknesses."

"Huh? Oh, yeah..."

"Don't worry. Go, Sheila."

"Yes!!

Press my sister's back.

A good toothless reply came back.

Seeing Sheila come forward, Fambro puts on her face.

"You think I'm gonna deal with him alone? Don't lick it, Sheila."

"I'm not licking you, Fambro. I just thought as a former junior, I'd have to give you guidance."

"The puppet that Ravench used to talk about, he's got a lot to say."

Fambro stares.

A former junior.

Sheila wasn't losing either.

"Introduction!"

With great cheer, the game begins.

There's something about me, and I hear Branch 5 is getting noticed.

But it was a pretty girl who came out.

The audience was a little confused when they saw me holding back.

In the field, that doesn't matter.

There were two [Wizards], one [Blacksmith], and one [Explorer (Seeker)].

It was Fambro and [the Seeker] who came running.

"Mr. Fambro is in front!!

Sarasa is astonished.

Same goes for me.

Fambro's alias is' Strategist '.

Either way, it should be the type that stands somewhere behind you.

It bracketed high that it was something that would never be on the front line, but it was brilliantly removed.

In it, Sheila smiles.

"I see. Sounds like a fan bro."

"That's right. My tactics are where I draw attention to myself."

I see.

The alias' strategist 'also performs.

Are you aiming to attract attention to yourself?

Then [the blacksmith] grants magic.

It was the knife that threw it at Fambro and [the Seeker].

Probably [poisoning].

Upon receiving it, Fambro exclaimed.

"Not yet!!

Fambro sends a signal.

[Magician], who had refrained in the back row, started the magic.

[Intense fog]

It was the white water vapor that spit out of my hand.

An outdoor field covered in [junction] is engulfed in fog.

Soon, the thick fog covered my sight.

The silence comes.

I can't even hear the audience that's supposed to be nearby.

No, I didn't even see the face of my buddy right on the side.

Naturally, I don't even know what the fanbros look like.

"It's a little foggy. We can't work together."

"Yeah. I'm not, Cecil."

Sarasa denied Cecil's words.

Fambro has a [futuristic view].

If you knew this move in advance, you'd know where to move in the thick fog.

I mean the obsessive 'strategist'.

I'm meeting with my buddies on a step-by-step basis.

You can't be a 'strategist' if you don't move people that closely.

That's brilliant.

It would be a place full of enemies.

I even feel a sense of vision in that obsession.

"I want to be stronger than a certain human being".

Whether it's evil or not, that feeling is also - what it takes to be strong.

But...

It's not like my sister doesn't have that feeling either.

Sheila is no longer someone's puppet.

One adventurer apprentice.

Sheila started the magic.

[Storm bubbles]

Winds containing storms can be bounced within the boundaries where thick fog can rise.

I instantly paid off a deep mist.

Vision becomes clear.

I guess I was reading Sheila's [storm bubble].

The rear [blacksmiths] and [magicians] lay low.

but -.

"Sheila. Behind!!"

Sarasa's instructions fly.

A shadow stretched behind Sheila.

Fumbro.

He glowed his round glasses and body, about to strike Sheila.

"It's over!

A dark voice sounds.

Sheila never looked back.

I don't even have the guts to defend myself.

It's just...

I started the magic.

[Dendritic tying]

Fast.

Intermediate restraint magic.

In an instant, Sheila assembled it.

Fambro is entangled in a crawl that has suddenly risen from the ground.

I restrained him with the knife shaken up.

"Hey, what? The magic speed now...... Oh, you..."

"Fambro. Your weakness is that you see the future"

Then Sheila turned around.

Move your feet gently.

The gaze was in the lower abdomen of Fambro.

Notice the intention.

Fambro's face turned sassy blue.

"Oh, man. What do you think..."

"I don't see me now because I see the future"

"No, don't! That's all!!

Sheila Singh Stark is not what she was when she was brainwashed anymore.

That's when.

Fambro unconsciously activates [Future View].

Because for him, this magic is his number one strength.

“Future" as seen in [Future View].

That was footage of Sheila's foot being kicked up, sucked into her own lower abdomen.

"Ghahhhhhhhh!!!

The scream went up.

For a moment, the spectator watching tightens his crotch.

I hear a creepy noise kicking up my lower abdomen...

No, it wasn't.

Sheila hasn't done anything.

I didn't even kick it up.

But Fambro has seen it.

the world of the future......

Despair......

Fambro blows bubbles.

I was fainting.

Phew, and my sister sighs.

"Poor guy...... I won't do it. This move is the exclusive patent of Sarasa."

Smile at your people.

When she saw it, Sarasa blushed in embarrassment.