Chapter 362: Sports


    In the summer of 1976, the Grant family moved into the new house. However, that wasn’t the only thing that moved this year.


    In Parliament, a fewws were passed. And immediately after that, the Queen called Magnus to the Pce to have some really important words.


    Magnus took all his siblings, as the old woman wanted to meet them. However, Magnus noticed the eyes of a few other royals being malicious towards him. He could understand Queen’s children but even other rtives were doing this.


    “So, what’s the matter?” He asked Queen Elizabeth.


    “Dear, take a seat first and drink some tea. I have fabulous news to give you. You have turned 16 already, so I have decided to announce you as the crown prince, while Adam takes his name back publicly, announcing he’s not interested in kingship.” Elizabeth said excitedly.


    ~Ah, so this is why others were showing me hostility.~ he realised.


    “Well, it was bound to happen someday. I too think that 16 is the right time and age. How will you do it? Just directly tell? I rmend first letting dad go in public and saying that he does not think he can be a great king, he’s a great inventor but the other things, he’s not confident.” He suggested to her.


    “Indeed, a good suggestion. We need to make it as ptable as possible before announcing it to the world. By the way, dear, have you started dating yet?” She inquired.


    He nodded, as his eyes narrowed, “Yes, I have a girlfriend, she’s pretty hot and intelligent, no, I will not go on dates with some noble’s daughter.”


    She internally frowned, her intentions being read by him as clear as day, “I wasn’t going to suggest anything, Magnus. Anyway, you must be busy, have fun on your vacation.”


    Magnus sighed. He did recognise that the Queen had literally given up everything and had epted him as the true heir. It was a lot to ask, especially in this day and age when people are crazy for power. Yes, she was threatened, she and her family’s lives were in danger, but still, she’d done all this. ~I will reward youter, Granny.~


    …


    Magnus returned home. Ragnar was babysitting and watching television. “Since when did you start watching sports?”


    Ragnar replied, “Since today. All these muggles, jumping so high, with poles and whatnot, throwing heavy things so far. They are good. I bet I could beat you in all this. I have buffed myself a lot with potions in all these years.”


    “Is that a challenge, my brother?” Magnus was again inpetitive mode.


    “Huh, why would I challenge you when I know what I say is a fact.” Ragnar boasted and stood up. Then for some reason, he started to take off his shirt, alerting Magnus to take a few steps back.


    “Brother, I’m happy with Emma.” He rified.


    Ragnarughed, “Hahaha… And I assure you that I love women as well. I am actually showing my new creation, one that has made me much stronger, and as long as I can work on it, I can improve my magic slightly.”


    “BEHOLD!” *Woosh* He threw his shirt away and revealed his muscr body. Now, it had a lot of tattoos, they looked borderline runes. “It’s a work in progress, probably will take me years. But when I’m done, I can possibly chop a man in half with my hands.”


    “WOAH!” Magnus came close and looked at his chest, “This is amazing, you just created bio-runes?”


    “Well, it’s pretty painful and probablyes under the category of dark magic as it requires self-harm, so keep this to yourself.” Ragnar requested.


    *THUD*


    “RAG! YOU GOT TATTOOS?!” However, with Ragnar’s bad luck, Grace entered just then.


    “M-mum… I can exin, these aren’t tattoos… I mean not the tattoos that you think. They are magical, they help me with my magic.” He tried to exin.


    “But… it’s still a tattoo? Right? You should have gotten permission from us, it must have been so painful.” Grace scolded him.


    Ragnar realised that she was not angry because he got the tattoo, she was angry because it must have been painful and he didn’t tell them. ~Trully, only a mother can worry like this.~


    “Sorry, mum. I just wanted to make myself stronger and these are really helpful.” He calmly exined to her.


    Grace nodded and patted his head, although he was taller than her now it didn’t deter her, “You don’t need to do anything in secret, sweetie, we’re always going to be with you and support you.”


    He hugged her, a bit emotional. She reminds him of histe mother all the time, “Thank you, mum.”


    [A/N: Check this parament for Ragnar’s image.]


    “I HUG! I HUG!” The three little gremlins also jumped around them. Magnus chuckled and waved his wand to make them fly to them. All of them had a group hug then.


    After they moved back and Grace went to make lunch, Magnus challenged Ragnar, “Boy, if you seriously think you are better than me now, you’re mistaken. I shall see you on July 17th in Canada then. Hmph!”


    “Huh, I will break your confidence, just watch.” Ragnar epted wholeheartedly.


    …


    3 Weeks Later,


    “What are you watching?” Adam sat beside his dear wife and hugged her.


    “Nothing, Magnus told me to keep this channel on the television. Why does he want me to watch this show?” Grace wondered.


    “Well, let’s just wait and watch then, that’s all we can do… maybe y a bit too.” He touched in inappropriate ces.


    Grace smacked his hands and looked back, the kids were sleeping in their room, “No, not now.”


    “Well… who said we need to do a full course?” Adam continued.


    However, their little fun time was spoiled when the announcement on the television voiced, “The next athletes for Pole Vault are both from the United Kingdom, and they are none other than the royal princes, Prince Magnus and Prince Ragnar.”


    “Pfft… WHAT THE! Are they participating in the Olympics?” Adam eximed in the middle of a deep kiss.


    Grace also looked and the scene showed Magnus in sportswear, bickering with Ragnar. She gasped, “I remember now, a few weeks ago Ragnar said he could defeat Magnus in these games. They are so crazy they took the fight to the Olympics.”


    Adamughed and got up, “Hahaha, I will bring Popcorn, my love.”


    …


    Toronto, Canada.


    It was the first day of the 1976 Olympics and a rivalry was already seen by many. Magnus and Ragnar werepeting in sports. And due to this, a lot of people who were originally never interested in this came to watch.


    Canada also had a ceremonial Monarch, which was Queen Elizabeth, so to that extent, his royal status meant something here as well. Magnus looked at Ragnar, “Watch how I fly over it.”


    “Yeah yeah, it’s easy.” Ragnar shooed him away.


    Now, Magnus and Ragnar were both athletic tallboys. The rules of Pole Vaulting were simple, each athlete was given three chances to clear a height. Once they do that, they proceed to clear the next height. This goes on until only one person is left. There are some other minor things but they didn’t matter.


    Magnus picked the pole. He was not going to use any magic today, that was the deal. So using his physical powers, he jumped, easily clearing the height. Then Ragnar tried, also easily jumping the height.


    Slowly, after 4 different heights, only they were left, the bronze medal winners were already selected. However, Magnus and Ragnar had no end in sight.


    The current record of the highest Pole Vault was 5.79 Metres. (A/N: Right now it’s 6.18). Magnus and Ragnar were already at 6 metres.


    The announcers and the judges were going insane already. Both had broken world records at the same time. But their rivalry was still on.


    *WOOSH* Magnus jumped again, clearing 6.5 metres. Ragnar soon followed and did the same.


    Magnus red at him and headed to try 7 metres. It was monstrous and most people thought it physically impossible. “Just watch.”


    Magnus ran fast and hooked the pole to the ground. *Woosh* He saw himself rising in the air slowly, the pole was bent in aplete U-shape. *SNAP* *BAM*


    However, the pole broke and he fell back on the ground. Of course, he was safe but the organisers and the medical staff came running. He stood up and looked at the height and the poll. Then smiled, before going to Ragnar, “You try.”


    Proudly, Ragnar went ahead. This time he used more power than Magnus, but, *BAM* He also fell as the pole snapped.


    Magnusughed, “Hahaha… Physics, baby. This much height is impossible to clear by considering our weight, pole’s length and material.”


    Ragnar looked at the Judges and asked, “So, who wins?”


    The judges were in a pickle, they had no idea how to choose a winner now, as they could not jump more and both had scored the same previously. Soon, after a discussion, they announced, “Prince Magnus and Prince Ragnar, both shall receive a Gold Medal.”


    Well, this was not good for them. “Hmph!” They just left to their support staff, hoping to try to see who was the best in the next sport.


    Both had put their names in a lot of them, and they hadwfully cleared all the selection tournaments before reaching here. This was why the Olympicsmittee was forced to make a schedule to support the two, so they don’t miss any event.


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