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The match between Rajis and Norman was shocking, both in how it unfolded and in its outcome. Norman unleashed secret techniques one after another as if his aura supply was limitless, yet Rajis calmly resisted with inherent counters or superior skills.
And yet, somehow, the victor was declared to be Norman as Rajis had stepped out of the ring. The audience couldn’t believe such an outcome, but no one dared speak out… until Keter stepped forward.
“I object!”
His voice, filled with conviction and passion, immediately drew all eyes to him.
Whoosh!
Keter leaped from the waiting area toward the ring.
It was a distance of several hundred meters, but…
“W-what?!”
“Is he jumping in the air?!”
After jumping, Keter bounced twice more mid-air before landing on the battle ring and pointing at Norman. He had grabbed everyone’s attention by objecting to the match results and then jumping mid-air.
“No need for a preamble. This man is committing fraud in a sacred tournament!”
“...!”
“What?!”
Norman’s face twisted in shock, while the crowd gasped in disbelief.
“I knew it!”
“Sir Rajis might look a little unusual, but his skill is the real deal! No way he would lose to that guy!”
“You con artist! You bastard!”
A storm of accusations erupted from the audience. Keter raised a hand to calm them down.
“Don’t be so quick to jump to conclusions. There’s no evidence yet, so hold your judgment.”
“...?!”
He had been the one to stir them up, and now he was telling them not to get riled up. The contradiction left everyone momentarily dumbfounded.
“I’m saying that you can curse him all you want once the evidence comes to light.”
“Ah!”
“Wait, there’s...
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