Chapter 278: 278 277 Qualifying

Two hundred and seventy-seven.

Until the photo shoot was ready, Mira enjoyed window shopping as she fluttered over there and was invited over.

(Hmm... chemicals are still available at similar prices everywhere. But the kinds of preferences are very different)

While checking the assortment, Mira, who had also conducted a price survey, wondered what the difference was. Nevertheless, I am not so keen to bear in mind. Mira, whose primary concern is to enjoy sightseeing, immediately forgets about it and turns her interest to the next.

A large building that was lined up with shops facing the mall. There was a sign there called 'Asteria Home'.

"Oh, is this a card store"

A peek inside the store reveals a familiar interior, and Mira realizes at a glance what the store is dealing with.

(But also, for a long time...)

Mira laughs bitterly at the difference from last time as she looks around the store where she can come from the entrance.

There were a lot of kids at the card store I saw that day, including the Marian boy who had fallen into Mira's demonization. But what happened was that most of the shops in front of me were grown-ups.

Besides, it looks a lot more exciting in the game space.

First, if you find a card store, see if you have your (Dumblrf) card. Mira, who had so decided, looked around at the showcase with the thriving adults on her ass.

(Nooo... said there was a Luminaria guy!

As a result, I still couldn't find it.

Shall I buy some more card packs on the way home? When I was thinking about that, I got cheers from a bunch of adults.

(But again, it's unusual heat.)

Once again, Mila turned her attention to the population, where she finally knew what was causing it.

The wall behind the gaming space where the adults gathered was hugely posted. Then it said, "First Qualifying Round of the First Legend of Asteria Continent."

I see, is there a big tournament? So convinced, Mira is stunned to see the list of prizes that was on the end of the poster.

In addition to the exclusive premium rare cards, the tournament prizes are quite ample, including a set of favorite cards and the right to designate models for new cards. But what stood out above all was the winning prize.

"What... 30 million riffs..."

For a card game, it's a broken height. Even in the real world, such as this high prize money, is not what you see. In retrospect, Mira puts her thoughts on that dreamy amount.

But that's between us. Because I realized that it would be more suited to the sexuality to brawl in summons than to work hard now to collect cards and work out strategies for the 30 million riff.

(Because I've never beaten a Solomon guy in the first place...)

Once so pampered by Solomon opponents, Mira knew exactly what her card game was capable of. For that reason, there is no untrained, but it still seems to bother me, and I dived into a group of adults to see just a few uplifting qualifying rounds.

Is the ratio of men to women just half? A small body played its part, and Mira was able to slip through the gap between the adults. It was coincidence or instinct that dived into the midst of so many women. That's how I put my face in the front row, and the table in front of me looked handsome and beautiful facing each other.

"If you step through that, it's the main battle. Don't get distracted!

A man looks like a friend of a young man, so cheering. But shortly afterwards, the staff was watching. Words such as advice are prohibited.

(This is another battle...)

There was a tournament table across the table. Next to it is written the current game status. Apparently, now is the right time to qualify for the finals. Within three battles, one wins and one loses each other. And the rest of the life points, they're both twenty.

The game field has a list of cards that have just enough power to blow those twenty points, and the two opposite are beautiful men and beauties. What a picturesque situation. I'm also convinced it's going to be exciting.

It's not settled at this turn.

For once, Mira, who had looked through the instructions and grasped the rules, muttered with a knowledgeable face and watched the game flow.

That's when the flow changed. A handsome man rolled out Legendary Rare cards here just to compete. Ooh, and as the audience boils, the handsome fan-like women yellow cheer.

At the same time, Mira gets another "whoa" and a lower voice. A card handsome put out. Because that was one of the unnamed forty-eight generals, "Sniper Simone Chris".

The biggest state Atlantis kingdom the players were interested in. The players they belonged to were naturally also an uncomparable number to the Alkaite kingdom and a treasure trove of top-notch and prestigious talent. In such a country, it was the unnamed General Forty-Eight, especially formed of 48 people who had been pulled out.

Nobody named General Forty-Eight, the elite among the elites, had the fighting power that kept everyone apart. Naturally, Simone Chris is one of those monsters who doesn't leak like that, and decides to head shots from super long distances with a toss.

During the joint exercise, Mira once saw a big spear piercing every shield of Holly Knight from an invisible long distance, even with a bitter smile, she remembers Simone Chris, who had been her friend since that day. I was wondering if he would be doing well.

And while I was thinking about it, the game moved again. Cheers come from a group of fan-like men of beautiful women. Now the beauty is more legendary.

Legendary rare rewards. Legendary Rare vs. Legendary Rare. Seems like a pretty good thing, and all the audiences, besides the fans, are more excited than ever. But above all, it was Mira who was thriving.

"Ooh!

Mira accidentally revealed her surprise out loud. That should be it, too, what a card the beauty put out was' Dumblrf of the Army '.

(It's real, my card! How wonderful. Wouldn't I be the coolest!

The card pattern was the same schematic as the screenshots taken with Eisenfald during the Dumblrf era. One of the coolest pieces I liked myself is a card. For what I could not find inside, the joy was immeasurable.

Mira climbs herself out of the fence with an unexpected messed up face and stares at Dumblrf's card. But shortly afterwards, the staff paid gentle attention to the danger.

(I didn't expect to see you out here. Besides, a beautiful woman gave me my card. nooooooooooooooooo)

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I don't care if they pay attention to it. While she pulls herself apart, Mira smiles and supports the beautiful woman to the fullest in her heart.

At this time, Mira was unaware that she had begun to focus on the game situation. Because it has become extra noticeable, the gaze of a few percent of the audience who have watched the game so far will be focused on themselves.

"Who does that pretty girl know? I don't see him around here. I heard him somewhere. I want to be close.

The two beautiful men and women of the athletes are also quite good, but I guess it's because it's a tournament where all the grown-ups gather, it was quite something for Mira, a beautiful girl, to stand out.

Thus, the conversation about Mira, which began with a hiccups, eventually spread throughout the audience.

Also, the voice reaches the handsome ears that were focused on the game. But just a little, in the wrong way.

The war situation intensified once and for all by two Legendary Rares who went out on the field. A flash of alarm is also a reward for an elaborate strategy. However, due to the special effects of "Dumbluff of the Army," the situation gradually leans in favour of the beauty side.

In the meantime, the voice reached the handsome ear. It was, 'A pretty girl as cute as an angel is in a handsome fan'.

At present, the handsome man has an undeniable disadvantage due to poor handbill pulling. That's why he looks up slightly, trying to get strength from a fan who is hoping for his victory. And I turned my attention to a group of his fans coming together.

"Angel..."

Among the fans who supported the handsome, there was certainly a beautiful girl there who was not an exaggeration when it came to angels. Moments, spring breezes come to the good-looking chest.

The handsome, excited at once. I got the courage not to give up on a beautiful girl like an angel who was disadvantaged but supported me with a shining smile.

(Such a predicament has happened many times. In this place, you can't look unusual!

The beautiful woman's turn, she managed to rise. And finally a handsome turn. The handsome man who carved the angel's smile into his chest decided, at the beginning of the turn, to draw all over his body.

Games qualifying finals for card game Legends of Asteria. Mira, with an obvious face, was watching where the battle went.

The war situation temporarily leaned toward the beauty with a card of "Dumblrf of the Army" rolled out by the beauty. But with one card that the handsome man pulled, all that advantage blew away.

(All in all, imitate the little...!

Naturally, Mira had a Dumblrf card and supported her side, which was a beautiful woman. But a handsome man shows stickiness in the earthen field and bites his teeth off. I'm in the mood for three to zero, nine back-to-back two hits at a time.

In contrast, all the women around Mira were cheering whenever the handsome man revved. Where that was some repetition, Mira finally realizes. Apparently, this is where handsome fans come together.

I feel comfortable surrounded by women, but my mood is totally awesome. In the middle of something like that, what would happen if they found out they were rooting for a beautiful woman?

Once again checking on the enthusiastic women, Mira gently pulled herself away and moved the place so that she could not be noticed.

(Hmm...... I see. It's easy to understand.)

While on the move, Mira, who observed the audience, grasps its distribution. There are simply three categories of customers. He is a handsome fan and a fan of beauty, as well as an ordinary tournament spectator.

As for regular spectators, from what I've seen, the male/female ratio is about half. It is quite varied and widely distributed throughout the venue, from ordinary people to adventurers and wealthy personalities.

By contrast, the handsome fans had a group of women with backup goods in their hands, making it as easy to understand as it would be if they went away.

Beautiful fans again. It was an unusually high-density group of men, weaving matching cloaks all over Idol Support Group, and I knew it well from the side.

Where the discernment of such three customer layers is found, when disputed by the general layers that are not difficult, the small body is also utilized to move forward. And, at this time, Mira thought she was diving into the back in good shape. But in fact, the guests were giving the place away gently for the little Mira, with a warm eye. But Mira never noticed it.

That's how Mira peeked her face off the front row again and resumed watching the game. Then I realize that there is another force. That's the group of five people who were next door.

Those who interacted with ordinary tournament spectators watched the finals in a vexing atmosphere.

Well, who are those signs? A group of stalkers targeting beautiful women? Mira was wary of such a thing, but it was utterly worrying.

In the words they interchange from time to time, Mira finds out who they are.

"That's a good hand," "Oh, but it's warm," "It doesn't seem to raise this level, so don't you know what it is," "I didn't know it was due to hearing it was quite popular," "Which is going to kick it off fine if it comes out in the main battle," "But it was surprising that you had the Nine Sages card," "Dumblrf's card. It's troublesome because of the small number of measures." "I don't really know about summoners or anything like that." "I'm under the impression you were there."

After such a conversation they laughed hahahaha.

Apparently they are also competition contestants again. He must have come to inspect the opponent who would have won the main battle. Mira deduced so from the content of the conversation, at the same time staring at them like that. Because I didn't miss hearing their voices that brought down nature and summons.

"Hey, something's staring at you." "Hmm? It's your fault." "Maybe you noticed about us?" "Maybe. Looks like there's a lot of information out there about the winner."

These tournament contestants float when they are hot eyed by beautiful girls. But naturally, it was a mistake, and Mira was full of resentment. However, because of its cuteness, it still seems to lack power.

But the next moment, Mira's eyes changed color.

"Oh, uh... well..."

Immediately afterwards, one of them raised his voice without turning his tongue. To that look, he said, "What, what's up?" and the man who speaks up. Then another speaks without saying, "Oh, hey, hey."

Oddly enough, the two men said earlier that the summoner was not sure, and replied that they were there and laughed.

Something's up, the guys in a hurry. From them like that, Mira's eyes, gently out of sight, were back to their original bright blue.

(The fact that you can add and subtract so much detail is now a reality.)

Only the subject's tongue is paralyzed by the demonic vision of paralyzed life. After an irresistible exercise, and mastering it, which required delicate and elaborate control, Mira came here to show her accomplishments without regret.

The duration is less than about a minute, but the effect appears faster because of mana consumption and above all locality. Depending on how you use it, you will also be able to seal the chant of your opponent.

It was both a matter of making fun of summoning and a human experiment. That was the effect surface. Even after the paralysis is resolved, the quintessential figure out what the hell it was. As a result, their faint voice disappeared, allowing not only Mira but the audience to concentrate and watch the final.

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