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Chapter 1822 (??`?) The female general of the empire(2/2)

Leon, who was amused and crying, refused to comment and did not want to answer Vargas's question.

He only knew that he was a knight and a warrior. If he was facing a mage himself, he had to close the distance as quickly as possible. As long as he did not give the other party space and time to cast spells, he could cut the other party under the sword in the shortest time!

As for how one mage wants to fight another mage, that kind of thing is not something he can interrupt. So, in order not to mislead or trouble Imelda, Leon thinks that it is better for him and Vargas to shut up?

“Hmm?”

"The competition is about to begin?"

"good!"

"Ime, it's time for us to leave."

"You guys, just wait for the good news of our triumphant victory here!"

Seeing that the time for the game had come and two portals appeared in the combat preparation room, Emperor Barnhardt stopped talking, picked up his big sword and resisted it on his shoulder, then patted Imelda's back intimately to show encouragement, and then walked to his portal first.

"His Majesty"

"Maybe it's bad news?"

"All right!"

"That's it!"

Imelda drooped her shoulders, gave Leon, who showed care and Vargas a silly smile, then waved her hand to Egbelt, and then walked to her portal.

Ten minutes later, the game started on time.

However, in other competition venues, when the players were fighting in full swing, the blood was bursting and their heads were about to fly out, it was extremely calm here in Imelda.

Because, in the middle of this arena, Imelda was standing impatiently in her position with her arms in her arms, while her opponent, the position that originally belonged to "Hermione Granger" was empty.

Of course, that is not because the opponent used some amazing stealth spell, but that the opponent has never appeared at all since the beginning of the game!

""

So, after waiting for a while, Imelda gradually became a little messy.

"Hello!"

"Referee, what's going on?"

After a long time, Imelda, who didn't know what was going on, and even more so, didn't know why his opponent hadn't appeared, finally became a little impatient and began to yell loudly and summoned the referee directly.

"Where is my opponent?"

"Where is she?"

"Who is this general playing against?!"

Commanding the Ice Dragon Legion, Imelda, who has been arrogant and fierce in recent years, only felt that she had been neglected and insulted. So, she, with anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and questioned the honest panda referee who appeared on the spot.

"Please be careful not to be impatient."

"Imelda Player"

"Your opponent may be late, but"

"According to the rules of the conference, if your opponent does not appear within half an hour, it will be considered an automatic abstention?"

"You will advance directly by then."

"Goodbye!"

After saying that, the Panda referee bowed to Imelda and explained it, and then slowly disappeared without waiting for her to ask.

"Tsk!"

"Half an hour?"

Frowning, Imelda thought for a while, then looked somewhere in the height of the arena.

There was a huge timing machine, the thing called the clock tower, and at this time, the time above showed that half an hour had passed, so if she waited for the same time, victory would directly belong to her.

"All right!"

“I have a premonition”

"Today, things will probably go unexpectedly smooth?"

After knowing how long he would have to wait, Imelda laughed at himself and said with a smile.

Then, she was very bored and began to stand still with her arms in her arms, and began to think about it boringly.

Just like

She was wondering why her opponent didn't show up, was there something important, or was it because she was afraid of her, the powerful magician Imelda?

But no matter what the reason was, Imelda only knew that she didn't mind being "bye" again. Anyway, she had experienced similar things twice, and tonight, she obviously didn't mind experiencing them again. It was nothing difficult, she had long been used to them.

"Why......"

“What a charming night…”

Looking at the red moon filled, Imelda smiled and closed her curly blonde hair.

At this time, fewer and fewer people in the audience were in the audience. Obviously, those people did not have the patience to wait with her, but she did not mind and was preparing to enjoy the beautiful moonlight tonight alone.

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Chapter completed!
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