Silverfrost Fox’s first match had ended.
As the person-in-charge of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce, lolaf sat on the magic chariot and looked at the Silverfrost Fox team’s score in the top 18 matches.
It was a perfect 3-0 win. In every match, they had an unquestionable lead in the kill match.
“The team for the next match hasn’t been decided yet?”
Lolaf narrowed his long and narrow eyes as he read the news on the magic web.
Silverfrost Fox had signed up to participate in the Nolan Open under his name, so he would be informed of the time, place, and opponent of the next match.
“Lord lolaf, we’re here.”
The driver stopped the door of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce. Lolaf also got out of the magic car happily. Behind him, the other members of the Silverfrost Fox battle team also got out of the other magic car.
