I, the Heir of Heroes

"It's stabilized, but I'm afraid I won't be able to continue participating in this competition."

With a helpless tone, Mayumi answered Galo's question.

"What does Molly think?"

"At that time, she was only focused on saving people and didn't pay attention. However, she did feel the unnatural imbalance at her feet for a moment, but she couldn't be sure if there was someone else interfering..."

"Probably human interference."

Jia Luo's flat tone revealed affirmation.

Turning her face away in surprise, Mayumi stared at Galo with bright eyes, revealing doubts.

"In my game today, before the opponent maliciously cast a spell, his CAD had an abnormal operation, and it wasn't that he didn't try to stop or change the spell, but in the end it all failed."

"You mean..."

"Well, there's something wrong with his CAD."

The setting sun gradually sank, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadows of the two very long.

"How is it possible? All the CADs used in the competition are kept by the school properly, and no one else touches them at all..."

I didn't doubt what Galo said, but the result was unbelievable.

Mayumi sighed in amazement, but she was smart and obviously discovered the problem.

"Could it be in the committee..."

"Probably."

Galo, who was the first to know the whole situation, also came to this conclusion.

Mayumi, who was close to Jia Luo, unconsciously hugged her hands even tighter, presumably her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

If it's what they think, it's not something they can solve simply as students.

This is not only related to the ranking of No. [-] High School, but perhaps also involves the entire schedule of the Nine Schools Tournament.

"After the competition, Isari received an invitation from Tatsuya to investigate these two incidents. I think there should be meaningful results. Now let's leave this matter to them. The next thing we need to do is How to arrange the next game."

"Well, then leave it to me, and take time tonight to call everyone to discuss it."

Nodding in agreement, Galo agreed with Mayumi's thoughts.

The Nine-School Battle of No. [-] High School is now at a critical juncture, and measures must be taken to change the status quo.

Whether it is to win the championship, or to deal with the hidden behind-the-scenes hands, they need to get together and discuss seriously.

but

"I may not be able to make it tonight."

"what happened?"

Mayumi expressed doubts.

"I have a meeting with the old man in the evening. He seems to be very interested in today's affairs. Moreover, I also have some questions that I need to confirm with him."

Still in that flat tone, Jia Luo truthfully told the situation.

Frowning slightly, Mayumi looked at him worriedly.

"Is there no problem?"

"Well, don't worry, it's just a simple chat for a while."

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Chapter 70 The Beginning of Chaos

"Master Jia Luo, good evening!"

Bowing slightly to pay tribute, Miyagawa has been waiting here for a long time.

When Jia Luo and Mayumi returned to the dormitory, the sun had already sunk into the horizon, and the twilight atmosphere was gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

After sending Mayumi back to the room, Jia Luo went straight to the agreed place, and what he met here was the familiar tall and straight figure.

"Good evening, Miyagawa-san."

Nodding silently, Jia Luo did not refute his identity now.

Following Miyagawa all the way forward, there was no unnecessary conversation.

Walking on the cloth mat, the softly glowing decorative lamps illuminate the empty corridor.The quiet environment exudes an elegant atmosphere everywhere, and the decorations passing behind one after another all represent luxury.

Without paying attention, under the guidance of Miyagawa, Jia Luo came to a meeting room full of classical charm.

Under the bright but not dazzling light, the British style is dominated by red.Beside the wall-sized vision glass in the room, Retsu Kushima was sitting on a seat, looking at the night view outside the window.

The full moon hangs high, and the night is getting darker.

Obeying the old man's signal, Jia Luo sat on the seat opposite him.

No one spoke, the glass beside him reflected the figure of the attendant placing the teacups.

No one questioned drinking tea in a royal aristocratic atmosphere.