Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin POV: Gray “*Pant pant*… I finally… got away…” “Are you okay, Lady Cyan?”
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin “What do I think of Ms. Mary Sue?”
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin “Why did I lose, Heartfield?!” “I know you’re talking about me, but don’t just take things in that direction.”
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin Well, the first-year division is drawing to a close. After this, it’s the second-year and third-year division’s turn, and then a division that includes the outsiders where I will be participating in, so I guess it does feel like we’re wrapping things up. Anyway, there are seven matches and 8 people remaining. And as if to liven things up, those who were talented and popular seemed to be purposely pitted…
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin POV: Gray During a break in the first-year division matches, I was with Lady Apricot at a place in the arena where drinks were sold. At first, Lord Burnt wanted to buy things in my stead, but Lord Clo asked me specifically to buy the drinks. I didn’t realize it at that time, but it seems that he might have seen through my desire to explore the arena.
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin POV: Violet “— Woosh!” “Here I come!”
Translator: Xini Proofreader: Silavin POV: Violet I put my hair up in a ponytail and threw on the cap I got from Kriemhild the other day and set off to spectate the tournament. Beside me were Lord Clo, Gray, Apricot, Burnt and Amber. Cyan was going to slip out and join us in the afternoon and Robot was off hunting demons.
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin “You don’t have a family name?” “Yeah.”
