After the rebirth of the villain, I accidentally greened the protagonist

But what she didn't know was that her magic imprint could be removed by dispelling magic.

"And how many people are left?"

Isis nodded happily.

Boer immediately said: "Princess, Cang Xie is the only third-year student. He was defeated by us last year. It's not worth mentioning. The other two are also first-year novices. Irene can't even reach the 20th grade. Not to be feared, not to mention that her opponent is Shi Bowa. So far, Shi Bowa has still won all the competitions in three years.

The last Naxiu, although he has just broken through level 20, is nothing more than that. Even if he can defeat Kate, it is impossible for him to defeat Shi Buwa. "

Kate's eyes twitched when she heard this, but she still had to remain graceful, "Principal Ball, I seem to have heard something strange."

But the fact is that, in the trials in Missirian Academy of Magic, Shibuwa won the first place for three consecutive years, and Carol won the second place for three consecutive years.

And Kate is only third, and the new physiological strain is regarded as a dark horse and squeezed into the top four.

According to Bohr's guess, Singer might defeat Lizhu, but the other three might not be able to win against the people from Missirian Academy of Magic.

Therefore, even if Singer wins Carroll in the semifinals, he will meet the last insurance, Schbouer, in the final.

For Ball, a win at Missirian School of Magic and Magic was inevitable.

Over the past few decades, they have been the winners of Missirian Academy of Magic. Ball just became the head of the academy this year, and he must maintain a good record and not break the winning streak in his own hands.

Isis leaned back on the chair very comfortably, picked up the red wine glass on the small table next to her, and took a slow sip.

"Very good, as long as Missirian Academy of Magic wins, the winner of this royal election must be mine!"

Isis stared straight at Windsor who was directly opposite.

The two of them are in a position where they can see each other.

"Go down and prepare, don't make any mistakes."

Isis looked at Pol and said.

"Yes."

Pol left Isis' stand with her pupils.

Isis shook the red wine glass in her hand, "Fu Ling."

"exist."

Fu Ling suddenly appeared behind Isis from nowhere.

"Be prepared and have the people below on standby."

Isis narrowed her eyes and whispered.

"Yes, princess."

Fu Ling nodded and said.

"Boll is still too young, she doesn't know Naxiu's strength at all."

Isis said that it was all handed over to Boer, but she was very worried in her heart.

She wasn't sure if Naxiu was stronger than Shi Buwa, but she knew that Naxiu was the only person who made her very afraid of the king's election so far.

She had a feeling that she couldn't control Naxiu.

The more this feeling of being unable to grasp, the more uncomfortable it made her feel.

Therefore, she prepared a move for Boer, which can be used to threaten Naxiu when necessary.

However, in the plot of the original work, Isis's backhand is reserved for Singer to use.

The event is constantly moving towards the location.

Isis looked at Windsor opposite and calmly took a sip of red wine.

But she couldn't calm down in her heart, "Well, sister is so cute today!! I miss her so much!!!"

Windsor sat on the chair very bored, "Why is Isis always looking at me."

Gumen, who was standing next to her, smiled helplessly, "Maybe Princess Windsor is too cute."

Windsor leaned on the handle of the chair with her chin in one hand, "Where did Naxiu go? Shouldn't they come to see me!?"

"How about I go call for you?"

Gumen asked with a smile.

"No, no, they might be warming up, don't disturb them."

Windsor waved again and again and said.

Gumen smiled and shook his head.

"Princess Windsor."

At this time, Naxiu, Irene and Lisa came.

"Windsor! Here I come!!"

Irene trotted to the front of Windsor.

Windsor immediately burst into joy, but immediately lowered her face again, "Phew, why did you come here so late, the game is about to start!"

"Uh……"

Erin and Lisa couldn't help but look at Naxiu.

Naxiu blinked and thought to himself, "Obviously it's you, you're going to go with me to see Teacher Paul."

"Forget it, forget it, I won't blame you guys today, how are you preparing for the game?"

Windsor glanced at the maid next to her, and the maid immediately brought over some chairs for Naxiu and the others to sit down.

"Hey, I definitely won't lose!!!"

Erin patted her chest and said loudly.

"So confident? Who is your opponent?"

Windsor asked immediately.

"I don't know! Anyway, no matter who it is! I won't lose!"

Eileen said confidently.

"..."

Naxiu and Lisa on the side were speechless for a moment.

"Haha, as expected of you."

Windsor laughed instantly.

They were together like good friends chatting together, and there was no sense of superiority or inferiority at all.

"It's good to be confident, but don't show off! I don't want you to get injured trying to win the game."

Windsor said gently while holding Irene's hand.

"Okay! I promise you! I will try my best not to get injured on the premise of winning the game!"

Erin said, raising her arms and squeezing her mostly invisible biceps.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm very strong!"

"puff……"

Looking at Irene's appearance, Windsor suddenly laughed.

Naxiu and Lisa also laughed, and the group of people instantly became one.

At this time, Singh, who had finished warming up, and Cang Xie, a third-year student, also came to the viewing platform.

He looked at them in confusion as they laughed crazily.

"that……"

Singer blinked his confused little eyes, and then looked at himself.

He subconsciously thought that there was something strange about him that caused them to laugh.

"Oh, Singer, you are here, sit down quickly."

Princess Windsor said immediately.

"it is good……"

Singer sat down in confusion.

"How are you preparing?"

Windsor looked at Singer and asked.

"Everything is ready!"

Singer nodded.

"good, very good."

Windsor looked at them one by one, and stood up from the chair.

She suddenly bowed deeply in front of everyone.

"Princess!?"

Everyone was shocked and quickly got up.

Windsor didn't straighten up immediately, "I have to thank you."

As she spoke, she stood up slowly, "No matter what the result is, thank you for standing up and participating in this competition."

"I have no other expectations. It doesn't matter if I don't win. I just hope you don't get hurt."

Windsor's sincerity touched the heartstrings of everyone present.

"Princess Windsor..."

Everyone was very shocked.

"Dangdangdang~"

At this moment, the bells on the bell tower rang, nine times in total.

And on the arena in the middle of the playground, Roger put on a teacher's formal attire from the Margarina School of Magic and appeared in front of everyone.

"Dear guests, audience friends! It's been a long time! Our game will start soon!"

Chapter 48 Why is the opening speech before any event always so long? Dear guests and audience friends!Awaited!Our game starts now! "

Roger's appearance made the audience who had been waiting for a long time finally come to an end.

"Let me just say a few words, so as not to delay everyone watching the game."

Roger said some more official words, including some precautions.

At the gate, people were still entering one after another.

Those who can come to the scene to watch the game are either famous nobles or rich merchants.

If ordinary people want to watch the game, they must buy tickets, but the price of tickets is not affordable for ordinary people.

Moreover, the size of the venue is limited, and there are only so many spectators that can be accommodated.

Therefore, this resulted in many people who could only peek outside the gate.

However, the officials were more tolerant and did not strictly prohibit them from watching. After all, this was also a propaganda method.

"Next, Anger, the head of our Margarina Academy of Magic, will come to the stage to give a speech. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

Roger had finished speaking, but Angers had more to say.

Bohr stood in the player preparation area, watching quietly.

"Poll."

At this moment, a man with gray temples patted her on the back.

"Who!?"