But Spike Leon was, after all, a polite, well-mannered good boy. After a long pause, he still said, "If the victory had been more normal, I think I would have been happier."
Senior Judy immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile. "So that means you think this victory wasn't normal enough?"
Spike Leon replied evenly, "Maybe the other side wasn't in very good condition."
Senior Judy said, "But adjusting your condition before a match is also part of a duel. That isn't your problem."
Spike Leon fell silent for a moment. After a while, he finally came to terms with it and looked up. "That's true."
Senior Judy smiled and said, "Face yourself and accept the victory. This is your victory."
Light gradually returned to Spike Leon's eyes, and he gained considerable clarity in his heart. After finishing the winner's interview, he returned to the spectators' stand. But as soon as he sat down, he heard Grace Leon sneer, "Spike, you don't even dare admit your victory?"
Spike Leon sat upright and, this time without any cowardice, said, "I won by luck."
Grace Leon took a breath and said, "It was very lucky, but a win is still a win."
After saying that, he turned away and stopped looking at Spike. No matter what, a win was a win.
Orcs were not afraid to admit defeat, nor were they afraid to acknowledge victory.
Regardless of why they had won this duel, the Orcs had recovered at least a little of their dignity. The following matches could now be handed over to the other academies as a matter of course.
The Public Magic Armor Academy of the Dwarves and Goblins had hidden themselves deeply. Each of the three great human academies was a formidable opponent.
Sky Magic Guidance Academy and Ocean