Rose’s comfort was remarkably effective.

The girl stopped crying and looked at Rose, stunned.

After a while, she shook her head, "Whether it ends or not, it’s the same. That Adrian loves face so much, no matter what happens later, he definitely won’t back down."

Rose smiled and said, "Don’t worry, your school won’t easily let your eligibility be canceled, nor will the Holy Court, nor the Ista Empire, nor will your teammates. They’ll take action; just wait patiently.

After a pause, he continued, "Moreover, even if in the end your competition qualification hasn’t been restored and the means of the school and Empire prove futile... isn’t there still me?"

Hilia’s eyes lit up.

Compared to the actions of the school, Holy Court, Empire, and other Holy Daughter candidates, Hilia was more concerned about what Rose could do:

"Lord Rose, what do you intend to do?!"

Rose smiled slightly, not answering.

"Just wait for your school to take action, don’t think about anything else, just consider it a break."

The girl pouted, but her mood improved considerably.

Knowing Rose would help her later, Hilia’s grievances slowly vanished, and she began to feel cheerful again.

She returned alone to her hotel room, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Too many things had happened in the morning, plus her Magic Power was exhausted by Rose, now she was utterly fatigued. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell deeply asleep.

...

When Hilia reopened her eyes, it was already afternoon.

She heard someone whispering in the room, but as she opened her eyes and sat up, the whispers vanished immediately, as if everyone had been silenced by Silence Skill.

Then, as Hilia rubbed her head to dispel sleepiness, Doris awkwardly came over with a box and said, very awkwardly, "S- sorry, I shouldn’t have said that to you in the morning."

Hilia had a question mark above her head, "Did you say something?"

She really didn’t know what Doris had said.

Doris was very awkward, "I questioned why you admitted the penalty... I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that!"

Hilia was taken aback, looking Doris up and down with a strange expression, "I thought it was something big. For such a small matter, you actually came to apologize; did the sun rise in the west?"

Doris was suddenly furious, "I kindly brought you food, sincerely apologized, and this is how you respond? Humph, I’ve left the food here. Eat if you want, or don’t!"

Having said that, she threw down the box and ran back angrily, arms crossed, with her back to Hilia.

Hilia opened the box and found two slices of soft bread, a piece of roast meat, plus a slice of vegetable. All these stacked together made one want to take a big bite.

"A burger, made personally by Doris. To ensure you could eat it warm when you woke up, she kept using flames to control the temperature," Rose’s voice came.

Hilia picked up the neat ’burger’, opened her mouth, and took a bite. The aroma of roast meat and the freshness of the bread exploded in her mouth, with the slice of vegetable being a divine touch, adding a coolness amidst the greasy and dry.

"It’s quite tasty. I didn’t expect Doris could roast meat," Hilia clicked her tongue in wonder.

Doris over there snorted but said nothing.

Benovia, who was near Doris, glanced over and could confirm the corners of her mouth were curled up.

Benovia couldn’t help but shake her head with amusement.

After Hilia finished eating the special burger Doris had made, Benovia closed her book, walked over, and sat opposite Hilia, on Phil’s bed.

"Hilia, Doris, Phil, and I are planning to go talk to the representative team of the Ista Empire, asking them to help us restore your competition qualification."

She looked at Hilia.

"So, I need your consent."

Hilia blinked, "Consent to what?"

Benovia said, "Consent to let the Ista delegation intervene, agreeing to use some unconventional methods."

Hilia thought for a moment and said, "As long as it’s not against the rules, I have no reason not to agree. Go ahead, thank you, but the final result might not change."

Benovia smiled, "That’s okay, whether it changes or not is still unknown. Maybe the punishment will be revoked, maybe not, but if we do nothing, the result will be certain."

Encore said, "Upon return, the captain said if you don’t compete, we will refuse to compete as well."

Doris’s voice came, "W- wait, it was everyone’s unanimous decision. What does it have to do with me!"

Phil wondered, "Wasn’t it you who proposed it, Doris?"

"Of course not. I just said it in anger. You guys said it, I had to agree."

Everyone was used to Doris’s behavior. Hilia looked at the girls, shaking her head, "Doris, Benovia, Phil, Encore, you don’t have to do this. Adrian only canceled my competition qualification. You can find someone to replace me. The competition doesn’t restrict the nationality of participating teams, just find a stronger mage to join you."

Saying this, a figure popped into Hilia’s mind, "I remember the Mage League doesn’t restrict nationality. I have a great candidate, an Elf, currently participating in singles, I..."

"Hilia." Benovia suddenly spoke loudly, interrupting Hilia, "We are carrying Mr. Blake’s expectations, we’ve trained together for so long, received so much help from the school. Either we reach the end together, or we leave together. It’s unreasonable to let others in."

"This..."

"Rest assured, not just us, but also the audience from the Northern Alliance probably wouldn’t agree with the League Committee canceling your eligibility."

"Huh? Why?"

Hilia hadn’t expected that.

Benovia laughed, "Did you forget? The reason you beat up the referee and had your qualifying canceled was because you saved thousands of civilians in the audience. If they know their lifesaver lost eligibility for saving them, would they be dissatisfied?"

"Maybe they would."

But ordinary people’s opinions seemed not very useful in Hilia’s view.

"Ordinary people may not be useful, but their voices are loud. We can use their voices to pressure the League Committee."

Benovia stood up and picked up a stack of documents.

"In any case, Hilia, just wait for our good news; it definitely won’t disappoint you."

Having said that, Benovia left with a thick stack of documents.

Hilia watched her leave, the last bit of grievance in her heart vanished.

The girl stretched lazily.

Oh, feeling fired up!