In Nightingale's Abracadabra Castle.
"Why are they not letting my son fight?!"
Bella pressed her cheek against her fist and watched as the next round was shortly beginning.
"Heh~"
Nevaeh enjoyed some chips and then said.
"Your son has a powerful teammate. I think that Julian kid was with your son here, so they're pretty close, I bet."
"Is there anyone powerful enough to defeat this Julian kid? If not, I won't be able to see my son fight!"
Bella crossed her arms and pouted.
"Haha, are you sure that's what you should want? With this, your son's school will easily win the nationals."
"I don't care! I want to see my son!"
Nevaeh wryly smiled at her little sister's stubbornness, and then she had a slightly mischievous gaze.
"Well, in a few years, we do have Abracadabra's Tournament of Champions. Our ancestors made a rule that every child of Abracadabra is allowed to participate.
