The Legends Still Live On

Bogen Dreizehn-komma-zwei: Extra Vier

Kapitel Acht: Aber ich bin ein Richter

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Earlier during the 63rd International High School Arts of Warfare Tournaments, all eyes for the sport were watching the skies above Bad Segeburg with anxiety, whether it be with their own eyes or via the Leopold broadcasting the fight between Ooarai High School and Schwarzwaldspitze High School.

Why they were so anxious was because Erich-Dietrich Hartmann and Alfred-Joachim Hartmann had both been in the midst of a showdown against each other, and in their most recent head-on they had both unleashed bursts at each other that connected. A large cloud of black dust had formed behind them from the debris and other fluids that both the Bf 109 K-4 and Bf 109 G-6 were trailing. Such a cloud made it impossible to see who had their red smoke trail tripped, and so everyone down below was waiting for the debris trails to clear so as to find out who the victor was.

After many tense seconds, the debris trails finally cleared away. Everyone could see just one red smoke trail had deployed from the two 109s, and it was coming from the Bf 109 G-6.

"Schwarzwaldspitze's marked man has been defeated!" Captain Muto Honda announced over the speakers. "Therefore, Ooarai High School wins!"

The message was also displayed on the Leopold. It was done via sizing up the Ooarai insignia to full-screen size and superimposing the word 'win' over it. Upon either hearing or seeing that Ooarai was victorious, the entire crowd burst into cheers.

As the cheers continued on, one of the referees, or judges, was looking on at the sight of the crowd roaring in approval at Ooarai's victory. The judge himself had a German appearance with brown hair and blue eyes. He had on a black pair of pants and a black long-sleeve button-up shirt with a white superimposing of the word 'judge' on the back of his shirt. In other words, it was the normal judge uniform. Also on the shirt via two shoulder patches was the German black, red, and gold tricolor, something only German judges were allowed to wear. He looked like he was trying to restrain some proud emotion within him. He was successfully doing so, but it appeared he was only barely managing to.

'No, I cannot cheer for them!' he thought to himself in a berating manner. He then raised a hand slightly in the direction of the Ooarai crowd celebrating their victory, as if longing to cheer for them himself, but unable to. 'Ah, those kids… It seems that ever since I first saw them way back when over at Ooarai City… that I've grown more attached to them… D'oh, I'm a failure as a judge! If someone saw me cheering for any team…'

Finally, the German judge had enough of trying to restrain himself. "I'm sorry, but I need to switch out…" he began as he turned around, but he trailed off upon seeing the other two judges doing things he wasn't expecting.

"Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah!" one of them cheered with his fist raised. This judge had an American appearance with some blonde hair and the American Stars and Stripes on the shoulders.

"Uraaaaaaaaaa!" the other cheered similarly with his fist raised as well. This judge appeared distinctly Russian with dark black hair and the Russian tricolor on the shoulders.

"Are you kidding me now?!" the German judge balked upon seeing the other judges cheering. It was something he wanted to do so much, but had restrained himself from out of the belief that a judge should not be biased.

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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.

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