But at this moment, some people's thoughts changed.
Respecting the strong is a principle that must be followed.
And the swordsman was so arrogant.
It's really unpleasant.
Under such circumstances, even the clown-like Duke Hanci seemed to become somewhat endearing.
Great opportunity!
Sensing the change in atmosphere keenly, Grand Duke Hanci didn't miss the opportunity and immediately spoke:
"You rude fellow! How dare you show such disrespect to the Archmage!"
Aiger, who was standing next to him, had just spoken up to stop him, but then suddenly stopped, as if he had seen something he couldn't understand.
Um?
"You actually...!?"
Turning around, the words that Grand Duke Hanci had prepared caught in his throat, because he saw a scene that made his hair stand on end!
Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, Augustus nodded to the swordsman.
The archmage nodded to the swordsman!
This action was like a heavy slap across Han Ci's face.
how so! ?
This was a question that puzzled Grand Duke Hanci, and it was also a source of confusion for others.
They didn't know what it meant.
What exactly is happening in this world?
Why does it feel like it's all reversed?
Did Augustus see through the swordsman's true identity?
Or did they already know each other before?
But in any case, they all understood one thing.
The identity of the Swordholder is more mysterious than they imagined!
The swordsman, seeing Augustus nod, did not continue to ignore him, but after a moment of silence, silently nodded in return.
But the movements didn't look very skillful, as if the person wasn't quite used to them.
The legends, who could no longer comprehend the current situation, remained silent, all waiting for what would happen next.
Now, even if the swordsman and the archmage suddenly started chatting about everyday things, they would no longer be surprised.
Fortunately, things didn't develop in such an outrageous direction.
There were no pleasantries, nor any seemingly plausible but actually riddle-like conversations.
The two stood facing each other like strangers, but their eyes never parted, as if they were constantly sizing each other up.
At this moment, Keynes, who had remained silent until now, stepped forward and respectfully said:
"Your Excellency, the Jasmine family welcomes you."
The archmage shifted his gaze from the swordsman and gave Keynes a soft "hmm."
"Um."
He went directly to the head seat where Keynes had been sitting and sat down, saying:
"Let's get started. Don't delay any longer."
Keynes nodded slightly, raised his cane slightly, and then struck it downwards.
"As you wish."
winter.
The next moment, the image on the huge light screen changed, and O'Keynes' face appeared on the screen that the contestants were looking at, and also in the eyes of everyone watching.
Keynes' gaze swept over all the contestants, lingering for a moment on his granddaughter, a look that seemed to be a mixture of expectation and helplessness, before finally returning to calm.
The gaunt old man declared to all who were watching:
"Welcome to the Star Chaser competition! I wish you all the best in achieving great results."
"For this edition of 'Star Chaser,' we are honored to have the great Archmage Augustus in attendance."
Thinking of Augustus's request, he skipped the lengthy introduction and went straight to the point:
"Now, we invite His Excellency [Swordholder] from the Tribunal, the honorary referee of this 'Star Chaser' tournament, to announce the start of this competition."
The image of the pure white knight appeared on the screen, truly entering everyone's field of vision at that moment.
The swordsman remained silent amidst the various gazes he received.
He began concisely:
"start."
...
...
"Um?"
Consciousness returned to the body.
Ning Feng, lying on the grass in the woods, keenly noticed this situation.
Ning Feng quickly stood up and frantically tried to recall his last memories.
"I think I just passed through the barrier as required..."
After that, there seemed to be a momentary break in my consciousness, and some things seemed to have been forgotten.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that my original Watchers' uniform was gone, replaced by a worn-out coarse linen outfit.
But he quickly noticed something was off, and Ning Feng carefully touched a corner of his clothes.
"No, it's still the original one."
The appearance of the clothes on the body has changed, but the essence remains the same in terms of the feel to the touch.
and……
"This feeling?"
After a moment of silence, Ning Feng bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and placed it in his palm with a slight pressure.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged, but the stone didn't change at all; instead, Ning Feng's palm was painfully pressed against it.
Frowning, Ning Feng threw the stone with all his might.
Whoosh!
The stone sliced through the air and finally crashed heavily into a tree that was about the width of a person.
Bang!
But the stone did not pierce the tree as he had expected; it merely shook off a few leaves.
"…………"
With his hand slightly clenched, Ning Feng's expression was quite interesting at this moment.
"...Ordinary people?"
---Aside---
Day 3 of writing 10,000 words a day, second update, progress (/), achieved.
Save the children
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