"Dear viewers! Welcome to the sixth day of the Martial Arts Festival at Milt Academy, the Team Competition! Today, the weather is perfect for the competition, isn't it, Teacher Yusha?"

"Yes...yes it is," the half-elf teacher responded, adjusting his hair with a forced smile.

On a plain three kilometers from the edge of the academy city, a massive arena had risen within a day, towering over the plain and mirroring the distant silhouette of the city. Above the arena, a hot air balloon hovered slowly. In the gondola below, two hosts were overlooking the buzzing crowd in the spectator seats surrounding the arena, preparing to warm up the atmosphere.

Although this position offered a clear view of the entire arena, the requirement for commentary was naturally higher due to the distance and the high level of the team battles, so they decided to send two teachers up there. Yusha was very enthusiastic about this job, as long as his partner wasn't a certain sword master teacher.

"Ah, sorry, sorry! Almost forgot the introduction. I am the commentator for today, Yasuo."

The spectator seats remained rowdy.

"I am Yusha."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous cheers erupted from the Milt students' seating area.

...

"The difference in popularity is just too real, isn't it?" Sitting in the back row of the Milt students' spectator area, Tiran propped his chin up and couldn't help but mock what was happening below.

Why do you look down on the Hasaki Wind Swordsman? Even though Teacher Yasuo often goes 0/21/0, it's really cool when he blows away five people with his Wind Slash skill! What? His ultimate skill can only lock onto one person and he falls to the ground afterward? Oh, never mind... being happy is what matters.

"But on another note, the Department of Architecture actually managed to build the arena in just one day!" Aya looked around in astonishment at the magnificent architecture and exclaimed in admiration.

The style of the arena resembled a Roman Colosseum, with the competition area in the center and multiple tiers of spectator seats surrounding it. Although there weren't any elaborate decorations, even the spectator seats were just rough stone steps. Considering the fact that it was completed in one day, it was truly a miracle.

"It's nothing, just a large scale really."

At one end of this row of spectator seats, Lucius also made his way to the area and sat next to Tiran. "For them, it's just a matter of expending magic power. The materials for this arena were directly sourced from the rocks beneath the soil... but I didn't expect these guys to..."

Staring at the competition arena below, Lucius let out a disgruntled hum.

He could probably guess the scene when those damn fools made their decision—

"Boss... um, please calm down and don't let it affect your health."

"Enough! You damn traitors! Lucius couldn't resist the temptation and readily took on this job. Now, you guys design it! Finish the design, materials, and construction in just one day. Do you think you're amazing or am I amazing?" The leader's aura was still fierce and his anger persisted.

"Um... maybe you're more amazing, boss?" one of the subordinates cautiously asked.

"You... you damn..." Veins bulged on the leader's forehead.

"Hey, hey, boss, calm down a bit. I have a solution! Just hear me out. Actually, it's still possible to build a temporary arena, right?"

"Oh? Tell me more."

The leader released his clenched fist that had been ready to punch, furrowing his brow as he stared at the junior in front of him.

"Boss, you see, Director Lucius also said that this is just a temporary venue, and the purpose is only to attract most of the audience and residents outside the city to prevent enemies from casting large-scale spells within the city. Since it's temporary, why don't we build a one-time use arena?"

"It seems to make sense. Go on," the Minister's eyes lit up.

"Using local materials is a good idea. We can use the underground rocks, they are disposable anyway, so it doesn't matter if they get destroyed. As long as it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, it should be fine. As for the design of the venue..."

A subordinate secretly took out a scroll from behind and said, "I found this in the trash bin downstairs a few days ago..."

"Where did you find it? In the trash?" The Minister hesitated for a moment.

"That's not important, sir. Just take a look at this. I think this design can work! Director Lucius won't be able to say we didn't put enough effort into it."

"That's true, but if we do this, other institutions might have objections. Suddenly introducing new rules might be seen as favoring our own players... Oh well, never mind! As long as it gives Lucius a headache, I couldn't care less!"

...

"The Summoner's Rift, hmm, as expected, your professional eye has chosen a perfect design from the one I provided," Tiran crossed his long and sleek legs confidently as he looked down at the venue below.

"No, no, no, I think they just wanted to be lazy," Aya stood beside him, her face filled with disappointment.

During this time, Lucius occasionally glanced at Aya. Eventually, he couldn't help but ask, "Aya, your clothes..."

"Please don't ask!" Aya almost burst into tears, covering her face and sitting on the ground, refusing to speak, trying to escape reality.

"Oh oh, don't move in that position! Give me a view from under your skirt!" Princess swiped towards Aya, scaring her to quickly get up and jump back.

The blue and white maid outfit, the pure white to deep blue gradient suspender stockings from bottom to top, and the snow-white lace-bordered head accessory... The Moe Dragon 2.0 version was back on the stage.

This was another punishment, aside from sleeping on the floor yesterday. Aya naturally refused, but the contract prevented her from resisting.

Aya, you need to be strong. You've worn it before, there's nothing to be ashamed of, right? ...Right?

"Um... it's actually quite pretty," Lucius thought for a moment and didn't know how to comfort Aya. He walked over and patted her shoulder.

"Cough! Aya coughed up blood and couldn't continue.

"Well, well, practice makes perfect, and wearing women's clothing is something you only do once or countless times," Tiran smirked and reached out to pinch Aya's face. "Hmm, little Aya is becoming cuter and cuter."

"You bastard!" The Moe Dragon glared at Tiran angrily.

The competition venue below seemed to still be under preparation. There was about an hour left before the start of the match, but the grandstands, which could accommodate up to 160,000 people according to the design, were already more than half full.

Six huge screens were floating above the grandstands, thanks to solidified air-based magic runes, so that even ordinary spectators could watch the match. The projection devices of the light-based magitech had already projected the images from the venue. The spherical aerial photography device floated low above the match field to capture the footage.

Starting from the high ground fountain, crystals, inhibitors, high ground turrets, inhibitor turrets, river, bushes... it perfectly reproduced the Summoner's Rift from memory. The level of detail surprised even Tiran.

Regardless of the motives of the architectural department for using this design, being able to see this map again brought back many memories for Tiran.

On the commentator's side, they began to introduce the rules of this competition.

"The team competition this time adopts a new set of rules. The number of participants for each team is still five, and they will start from the fountains located at both ends of the arena and engage in battle in the map called Summoner's Rift."

"The fountain located on the high ground is a high-ranking healing magic array that can quickly heal the injuries of participants during battles."

"The map is divided into three lanes: top, middle, and bottom. At the start of the match, the Summoning Crystals on each team's high ground in each lane will summon a wave of elemental creatures to push forward at regular intervals."

"On each lane, there are three defense towers that will attack enemies within a certain range. Destroying the defense towers allows for further advancement."

"The defense towers are specially designed magic tools, divided into defense and attack forms. In defense mode, conventional attacks are ineffective, while in attack mode, their defense decreases but their attacks inflict high damage to normal creatures and low damage to elemental creatures. For the safety of all participants, please try to avoid prolonged exposure to attacks from defense towers."

"Killing enemy elemental creatures allows for the acquisition of points, which can be used to purchase combat items at the exchange points located at the fountains."

"The decorations in the battlefield, such as the bushes, are equipped with concealment arrays that can shield visual observation."

"Between each lane, there are neutral resource points populated with a certain number of creatures. Similarly, obtaining points is possible after causing a certain amount of damage to these creatures. We remind all participants that the neutral resource points have highly efficient healing arrays for creatures, which will activate when the creatures are severely injured. Please refrain from attempting to kill neutral creatures."

"The objective of the game is to destroy the enemy base crystal."

"Now, with the rough introduction to the rules completed, the detailed regulations have been distributed to all participating players. The match will officially begin in one hour. Good luck to all participants."

For once, Yasuo-sensei actually read through the rules seriously. But... was it just an illusion? He had the strange feeling of being summoned from the depths of his soul. What was this inexplicable urge to jump into the arena and take on five opponents at once?

...

At the same time, in the audience stands, on the top floor of the Merte Student Observation Area, the princess was moved to tears. Wow, who is the Minister of Architecture? From now on, you will be my big brother!

At the beginning, she only designed the map. Unexpectedly, the genius architects from the Architecture Department not only perfectly recreated the map, but also, in their ignorance, managed to restore about sixty percent of the rules just by looking at the map design.

Although this meant that some of the tactical designs that were made for the arena team battles would not be applicable anymore, it didn't matter. It was the same for all the academy teams.

Moreover, the Merte team had me, Miss, as their coach!

As for Lucius standing next to her, he was obviously not as happy. He had reviewed the Summoner's Rift map that Tiran had created, and then discarded it without hesitation. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the strange bunch from the Architecture Department would pick it up and perfectly recreate it.

Suddenly, the magitech amplification system that spread throughout the field sounded again, and the voice of the person in charge that Lucius now wanted to beat up could be heard.

"Oh, by the way, I would like to remind all participating players that because the construction materials used for this map are ordinary rocks and do not contain defensive arrays, please try to minimize damage to the terrain. Please be considerate of the hard work of the Construction Department in repairing the structure..."

You can spare us the trouble! With the Earth Magic spell "One Key Restoration," it would only take a few moments to fix!

Lucius felt the urge to swear at someone.

"Don't worry, Director."

Tiran, who knows when, put on a pair of boss glasses and took a cream bun from Angel, showing a thumbs-up.

"With me here, I guarantee that this time's S... no, Martial Arts Festival champion will be our mighty Merte!"

"...Hope so." Lucius' expression was complex, showing no sign of belief.