"All right! The competitive event is over. Now, let us welcome the battle portion of the third day of the Grand Magic Games—" While Achill and the others were discussing keeping Le Qi out of the matches, the Pumpkin Man referee suddenly appeared at the edge of the field. He had vanished after witnessing the arena's latest "demise."
"Of course, before that, we ought to repair the field—" Looking through the enormous "hole" at the ground far below, Pumpkin Man waved a hand. Vast amounts of materialization magic surged out from every corner of the arena, rushing into the immense, empty gap to fill it in and take solid form!
In less than a few seconds, the enormous "hole" blasted into the field by Erza's fully incanted No. 91 Kidō had been completely restored—
The Virtual Arena, which they had been forced to materialize in full, certainly made repairing the “war” Arena, Flare Corona, convenient. Wherever damage occurred, another infusion of materialization magic could instantly restore it to normal! It seemed that building this Virtual Arena, despite the enormous amount of magic it consumed, was not such a bad investment after all. Even if it used more magic, that was still far better than spending more time, money, and resources repairing a physical Arena every time.
Viewed that way, they had shown considerable foresight—even if that foresight had been founded on utterly miserable disaster.
"Everything that needed doing is more or less done. Now..." Achill firmly pinched Angel's soft cheeks, tugging her mouth into a funny curve and enjoying the little girl's indignant protests in his arms. Ignoring the shameless girl before him who was trying to murder him with her eyes, he gazed down toward the battlefield and murmured meaningfully, "Let me sit back and enjoy it. Enjoy these