Faras explained: "The drawing of lots is to put together the slips of paper with the names of all participating teams, and the bishop of the Church of Light will draw them one by one. The first one drawn is team No. 1, and the second one is No. 2. And so on. After all the draws are completed, the specific opponents of each team will come out. In the first round, the No. 1 team will face off against the No. 2 team, and the third and fourth teams will face off... In the second round, the No. 1 team will face off. Play against the winner of second place and the winner of third and fourth place... and this continues until the last 8 teams are left. What we really have to do is to carefully study the opponent's situation after the draw is over, instead of We need to understand the situation of all participating teams one by one.”
Under Farasi's explanation, Ryan quickly understood the specific rules of the Royal Athletic Competition. Speaking of which, Ryan is still a little ashamed. Although Ryan aims to participate in the competition, before Faras explained it to him in detail, Ryan basically didn’t know the specific rules of the Royal Athletic Competition, or in his opinion, it was not Defeating your opponent without stopping is the biggest rule of the game, right
Ryan asked Faras: "What about the last eight teams?"
Faras smiled at Ryan and said: "Being a member of these eight teams over the years will be reused by the empire. Of course, these eight teams will be drawn for the second time, this time by His Majesty the Emperor himself. The specific competition method is the same as before, and in the end there will only be one champion.”
"No second place? Third place?"
Faras shook his head and said: "In the words of His Majesty Fernando, if it is a defeat on the battlefield, is there any difference between the person running at the front and the person running in the middle?"
Ryan nodded and asked, "Fanny, thank you for your hard work. I don't know this at all. You can just make arrangements. The Imperial City is your home, so you should suffer more."
Seeing Ryan taking the topic further and further, Faras felt anxious. She agreed vaguely, not caring that bringing up old things again might remind everyone of the embarrassing incident just now. The shock of drawing was too great.
"Ryan, can I ask you something?"
"Fani, why are you so polite? Just tell me if you have something to say."
"Well, Ryan, that..." Faras said: "What made that smiling face?"
Hearing what happened to Farasi's question, Ryan said frustratedly: "Oh, forget it. I have been practicing for several days, but I still can't form a really similar smile. Every time it's blurry. What a failure."
Faras opened her mouth wide, she wanted to give Ryan a hard slap. "It's still a few days, right? I'm afraid it will take others a few years to barely achieve this level. To be able to accurately control the magic elements to form the pattern you want, how exquisite magic control ability is required! "
Faras resisted the urge to hit someone and asked: "Ryan, how did you remember to do this?"
When mentioning this matter, Ryan looked helpless, and he didn't think much about it. Maybe in front of Faras, Ryan, who has always been relatively introverted, can feel free to speak his mind
"Oh, don't mention it. Fanny, you have to make a carriage. The carriage is so narrow, and sitting for a long time is so boring. That guy from Allendo is like a log, sitting there without moving. I can find some myself. It’s fun, put on a smile and come out to face yourself, it’s fun to watch.”
Farasi almost fainted after listening to Ryan's words. Is this person in front of her still a human? Because making a carriage was boring, I wanted to come up with something new, but the result was too shocking, wasn’t it
Generally speaking, a magician can change the direction of the attack after the lightning spell flies out. If he can control the explosion range of the fireball spell, he can be called a powerful magician. But this guy in front of him has subverted all of this. Although he The power of the controlled lightning and fire is very small, but maybe this is because he doesn't want to make it too big, right? Didn't you hear him say that the carriage was too cramped? With such exquisite magic control, could he control a fireball to fly after others
Thinking of this, Faras asked cautiously: "Ryan, can you control the power of the fireball after it explodes?"
Without thinking, Ryan said directly: "Isn't this too simple? If you can't control the power and scope of the fireball explosion, can you still be called a magician?" As he said that, Ryan stretched out a hand and touched it with his fingers. A small fireball flew towards the wooden cup on the table.
Under Farasi's surprised eyes, the small fireball rotated half a circle around the water glass, and then exploded on the other side of the water glass.
The power of the flame explosion pushed the water cup towards the big kettle, making the water cup just close to the big kettle. The power of the explosion was completely controlled and did not affect the other wooden cup placed side by side with the water cup at all.
Farasi stretched out her trembling hand, picked up the wooden cup that was pushed towards the big kettle by the force of the fireball explosion, looked at it over and over, then picked up the big kettle, poured a full cup of water into the water cup, and raised her neck. Drink it all.
Faras placed the wooden cup heavily on the table and said to Ryan, "This is the most expensive glass of water I have ever drunk."
Ryan was confused and asked Farasi: "What? Expensive? This wooden cup is just ordinary, and the water is ordinary water. I specially asked them to prepare it. I am not used to drinking wine."
Faras shook her head, she was not going to explain anything.
Ryan muttered: "Fanny, your behavior tonight is really strange."
Faras didn't hear what Ryan said clearly, so she asked Ryan: "What did you say?"
Ryan said: "I tell you how hard it is for you, Farasi."
Uncharacteristically, Faras waved and said, "It's okay, I think this should be my honor, right?"
Ryan was even more surprised. Today, Faras not only behaved strangely, but also spoke incomprehensibly. Could it be the scene just now? Thinking of the slippery feeling just now, Ryan's face turned red.
Farasi's heart was completely filled with shock. She even felt inferior. Compared with Ryan, who was she? Magic genius? Haha, it's really ridiculous. Ryan can only be a magic apprentice who has never graduated from the magic apprenticeship, and he can do it with peace of mind. In the eyes of others, he is a magic genius, or he is just a magic idiot. Ryan is right, you should be low-key when doing things. When you think you are superior, it is just because your eyes are on the top of your head.
Farasi said mechanically: "Ryan, you should rest early. We will go to the military camp tomorrow and pick up my sister to stay for a few days."
Before Ryan could answer, Faras walked out.
Ryan touched his forehead. It was okay. Is there something wrong with Faras? He didn't dare touch Farasi's forehead. After just being in a daze for a short while, Ryan thought about it. He took a deep breath and threw all these unthinkable things behind him.
Faras walked out of Ryan's room like a zombie. The breeze outside blew on her face, which made her sober. Faras suddenly remembered her purpose today. She quickly turned around, only to find that Ryan's room was already dark.
"This Ryan." Faras stamped her right foot fiercely. She wanted to say a few harsh words to vent her anger, but she didn't know why her heart was filled with tenderness.
Faras stared blankly at the bright full moon in the night sky. After a long time, he suddenly sighed and slowly walked back to his room.