Munchkin of the Summoning Academy

Chapter 63

Summoner’s Cup (5)

“The goal is to win the Summoner Cup.”

Michael arrived at the conference room and started talking nonsense.

Thanks to this, the contestants made up of the student council and the napping club have already started the game.

I also felt the back of my head tighten and I clicked my tongue slightly.

“Chairman. Isn’t it all of a sudden to win?”

“Eight events… No, even if you play a team match for summons, doesn’t that mean you have to win all 9 events?”

Competitors participating in this competition are at least 5 years and at most 10 years ahead of us.

There’s no guarantee you’ll have an advanced education like the students here, but it’s definitely overwhelming in terms of hands-on experience.

To be honest, wins are short-lived, but all of a sudden it’s a win.

Michael, who received everyone’s protest, added later.

“Because it’s a simple goal. The bigger the goal, the better.”

“Ah, too…”

“Still, you have to get at least 5 events, including the team event with the most points. Otherwise, it’s a real bankruptcy.”

Michael seems to be joking, but then comes back with a serious voice.

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Just as we were about to protest again, the dean and Professor Ersa entered the conference room.

The elderly man strokes his white beard and asks Michael.

“Is the entry confirmed like this?”

“Yes. The personnel in this position are the most elite of our academy.”

Seeing that the dean went directly from the beginning to the beginning, there seems to be something there.

He nodded slightly, answering everyone’s questions.

“Thank you for coming out for the academy. As the student council president has already explained, we have to get 5 wins including the team game.”

“If you win 5 games including the team event, the championship is guaranteed, but unless the other team dominates the remaining 4 events, it won’t be that hard, right?”

Ersa nodded when the student council secretary and contestant in the summoning and prophecy event spoke suspiciously.

It seems that she was called because of her Summoner’s Cup winning experience.

I think I will be taking on the role of coach for our team.

“That’s right. Usually, it’s a win if you take only 3 events including the team event. There are very few cases where the Summoner’s Cup was a two-way match between the first and second team.”

“Then why do you have to win 5…”

“To be precise, our goal is not to win. In fact, even if we win, we won’t get any financial support from the royal family.”

The question I had been holding on to until now was affirmed from Ersa’s mouth.

In fact, this plan was wrong from the start.

After ruining a tournament held by the royal family, you’re going to get money from the royal family?

No matter how much the dean is the king’s uncle, it just sounds absurd.

The dean, clenching his fists at Ersa’s explanation, quickly took over the role of the explainer.

Ambitiousness hangs on the corner of the old man’s sharply curved mouth.

“The Summoner’s Cup is one of the biggest events in the kingdom. Every time, a lot of foreign aristocrats as well as foreigners come to watch and bet money. Most of them just throw a penny or two just for their interest, but they are seriously aiming for money. too many.”

“Yes? Maybe…”

“Yeah. The Summoner’s Cup is like a gigantic gambling hall opened by the country. It’s also legal gambling! The odds are amazing because there are more than 10 teams competing per event!”

Oh my gosh.

Hadhahaha, the dean said that he would bet on the fate of the academy.

That man, he was far worse than I thought.

Michael, who was standing next to him, turns his head as if embarrassed for nothing.

Did he notice the cold reaction of the left?

The dean didn’t mind at all and continued his enthusiasm.

“You are students of the prestigious Royal Academy, so the odds may be a bit lower… But if you win just 5 times, you don’t have to worry about operating costs for a while. If you win 5 in a row, you can be called over 50 times the principal!”

This is a crazy plan.

It’s a bet, even if you have a trusted agent…

If you slip once along the way, you lose everything.

Even if you just fight well and win 1st place, you have to predict the event where you can win 1st place, so the difficulty increased even more.

“Dean. If you fail even once in the middle of this, it’s over…”

“If you sit still like this anyway, the academy will be over. I trust you!”

“What, you are a man with more distribution than it looks.”

Medusha, who was standing next to her, was making a bursting sound.

I took a deep breath when I saw the guy high-fived with the dean.

Christine, who was sitting next to him, muttered openly, as if he had received a similar sentiment.

“Should we do this…”

“If the plan is successful, I will grant one request from all of you who have contributed to the academy’s survival. Of course, it would be nice if it could be solved with my own authority as much as possible in a way that does not cost money.”

The members drool over the dean’s promise.

The somewhat unmotivated atmosphere is now being evoked.

Thanks to you, I have a plan that I didn’t have.

I’m going to have to owe the dean this time to learn classical magic.

It’s still too early to make it a major, but it’s good enough to taste.

With a small clap, Michael begins the operation meeting.

“For now, the long-awaited team fight won’t be too difficult. This is because all S-Rank summons can be sent out…”

“You’re pushing it with the performance of your summons.”

It’s a bit embarrassing, but I can’t help it.

As I nod my head slightly, Medusha protests.

“Wait, fix it as an SS rank summon.”

“Medusa. I’m sorry, but you can’t go out.”

“What? Why?”

“In the Summoner’s Cup, you can only use up to S-Rank summons.”

With common sense, can summoners participating in tournaments save SS rank summons?

From their point of view, S rank is also precious.

Therefore, the royal family has set an upper limit for the rank of the summons just in case.

If you bring more than that, it’s competitive and impossible.

“What? Where is that thing!”

“Are you saying that fighting isn’t the role of a goddess?”

“Yeah. Leave this matter quietly to us.”

Ethel and Laurier laughed and teased him.

Persia is in a state of freezing for fear that sparks may splatter on her.

Michael, who was watching them quietly, wrote my name on the blackboard.

“There are a total of 3 Summoners who can participate in the group battle. El Cloud is of course fixed… I also participate. Now, the last one is the problem.”

The remaining candidates… In other words, the S rank holders are Maria and Christine.

The rules of the Summoner Cup also allow direct attacks on summoners, but…

Hiring Sylvia is a bit different.

Michael, who was shaking his head between the two women, unexpectedly raised Christine’s hand.

“Among the two, the White Lady would be better.”

“Aren’t you being too kind to your relatives?”

Medusha, who could not participate in the competition, blatantly scolded me.

It looks like he’s going to take on the role of a hunter.

Fortunately, Michael smiles and laughs.

“No. The skills of the two are almost the same, but the compatibility between the team members is very important in multiplayer matches. Christine has a lot of ice-type summons.

“Aha… Wasn’t it a rule that allowed simultaneous summons?”

Christine’s main summon, Justin, is not an ice attribute, but…

Except for Justin, almost all of his pets have the Ice attribute.

From the looks of it, it looks like Michael will also employ an ice summoner.

“Okay. That’s enough to secure first place in the team event. The problem is individual events.”

“To be honest, I’m not confident about being number one.”

“Chairman, I…”

As soon as we got to the real problem, Christine and the clerk raised their hands and cried.

Even though he was chosen as the representative of the academy, he doesn’t seem to have the confidence to reach first place.

Michael nodded his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

Pushing them doesn’t give them the skills they didn’t have.

All in all, it’s the principal’s fault.

“Then I’m not betting on repatriation and summoning prophecy…”

Excluding team fights, repatriation, and summoning prophecy, there are six remaining events.

You must have at least 4 wins in those 6 events.

The word is ‘win’, but in reality, it ranks first in the event.

The contenders we will face in the competition are not very optimistic, and we cannot be sure with a certain amount of confidence.

“For now, I will unconditionally win first place. Miss Sylvia, a word of determination as the sword of El Cloud?”

“I have no problem either.”

Sylvia spoke coldly, and the personnel in the room nodded their heads.

It is unlikely that she, who can use the Auror Blade, will lose in a summoning swordsmanship match.

All that’s left is 2 wins.

The dean, who was laughing next to him, added because he wanted it to be this time.

“There is no problem with winning 6 or more. If there is a new classroom, everyone will like it.”

“Dean.”

When Michael said a word, he quickly shut his mouth.

From our point of view, the fact that we have to pay all tuition and earn money for the academy itself is incomprehensible.

Fortunately, I am working diligently considering Russell’s atrocities.

“I think I need to try a unicorn to find out about horseback riding… El Cloud. How about archery?”

“I don’t think the archers participating in the Summoner’s Cup are inferior to me?”

When I said I wasn’t confident, Ersa gave me advice.

“Do I think there is a possibility?”

“Uh, why?”

“The archery is also secretly very bad at equipment. But you have an elf bow.”

There is some truth to Ersa’s words.

In advanced archery, which shoots with magic power on a bowstring, victory or defeat depends on the performance of the equipment.

The problem is that I haven’t met any archers other than Uncle Henry, the Handmaiden, and Sylvia.

They just took the selection test, but they’re not archers, they’re summoners.

Ersa smiles satisfactorily when she returns to the dungeon again and shows off her archery skills.

Fortunately, she passed her reference point.

“Excellent. It’s not worse than what we saw in the Summoner Cup finals.”

“really?”

“Yeah. I used a practice bow so that’s about it, so it’s okay to secure first place.”

Originally, my bow was buried in my hometown mansion, but…

Perhaps the maid brought it.

The contestants, including myself, asked the dean who was dancing next to me, and they were sent off early.

Even though it wasn’t the weekend, she went straight to the villa outside the academy and reported it to the maid, and she showed a slightly worried expression.

I’m glad I didn’t openly oppose it though.

“Um, if you’re going to do it, please be sure. Since Eshas has already taken an interest in his master… Rather, it would be better to show a moderately outstanding figure.”

“Did you bring my bow?”

“of course.”

The maid, who smiled lightly at my question, took out a bow from the subspace.

An elf bow made with the maid’s hair.

If you inject magical power into the demonstration, it will have tremendous tension.

As I smiled with a familiar yet reassuring touch, her gaze shifted to Sylvia.

“And look, I’ve heard from Russell that you haven’t been able to properly protect your master.”

“Ah, sin… I’m sorry, Maid.”

As soon as Sylvia heard the scolding, she began to tremble all over her body.

It feels like a lie that I confidently pledged to win first place earlier.

The maid, who wiped the smile from her face, took her to the private room.

“Follow me. I’ll train you so you don’t see such ugliness again.”