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The contents of the letter could be summed up as follows…
"I heard there's going to be a martial tournament. They say it's the stage to determine the continent's strongest—shouldn't we be sending someone too? There are plenty of people willing to sell their soul for power. I've picked out a few and sent them over. You won't be disappointed!"
"How vulgar. Tsk tsk." Caron scowled as he reread the letter. He'd expected some kind of interference given the scale of the tournament, but he hadn't thought they would issue such a blatant challenge.
Still, there wasn't much he could do at the moment. All he could do was stay alert and give it his all.
"The match is starting," Leon said quietly while seated beside him.
They were at the Second Special Arena—one of the preliminary stages of the martial tournament held in Leo's honor. Caron was watching Leo's match from the best reserved seats, with Leon at his side.
Regardless of Laia's warning, the tournament was running in full swing. Elite warriors from all over the continent were clashing with their full strength. As if to prove the old saying that nothing was more exciting to watch than a good fight, the crowd remained glued to the matches, breathless.
The rules were simple: Anything was allowed as long as it didn't kill the opponent outright.
Even the Holy Kingdom had sent their paladins, dispatching a sizable priestly contingent that included two cardinals. On...
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