The Author's POV

Ten minutes before Ren and Kevin's matches were about to start, section G, upper rows of the arena grounds.

"Amanda! Over here"

Waving in Amanda's direction, Emma patted the seat next to hers.

Spotting Emma, Amanda sat next to her. With a drink in her hand, Emma asked.

"How many times today?"

"Five"

"Five? Too little, last time it was six, this time I'm betting on seven"

What Emma was referring to was how many fights Kevin will have before lunch break ended. Last week, in the span of an hour, he was challenged a whopping six times.

This time, Emma bet that he would be challenged seven times.

Having learned her lesson, she naturally did not bet any money.

Stretching her arms upwards, Emma yawned.

"Huaaamm...man, watching Kevin fight is always entertaining, don't you agree?"

"Yes"

Amanda nodded her head.

With how good Kevin was, watching his fight was both entertaining and enlightening. There was much to learn from him.

This was why it usually attracted a lot of people.

"Just the way he moves and how he fights, you never get bored of it. Especially since he always holds back. Kind of feel bad for his opponents"

Clenching her fists, Emma's eyes became bright.

"Still, I'm not planning on getting left behind"

Burping out loud and casually tossing the drink in her hand, Emma recalled something.

"Burp...Right, that guy is also fighting"

"Ren?"

"Yeah, him"

At the mention of Ren's name, Amanda's interest piqued a little.

She had already seen him fight once before, back in the after-party. Despite only having seen a fraction of his true abilities, Amanda never forgot that moment.

'Will he use the sword art or skill from back at the after-party? The fast one?'

All she remembered was a blur.

However, it left a deep impression on her. It was so fast that even Elijah wasn't able to catch a glimpse of it.

Was he going to use the skill or art he used to beat Elijah back then?

Amanda wanted to know.

"Who was his opponent again?"

With her arms crossed, Emma frowned. She had no idea who Ren was fighting. After a while, she shook her head and gave up.

"Eh, I can't seem to remember his name"

"Do you know anything about him?"

"Nah not really, from what I've heard, his rank is in the top fifties so he shouldn't be too bad"

"Top fifty?"

at how strong that fuc-kheum, I mean Ren is. What about

coughed and corrected herself. Amanda's reply was short

"Yeah, I guess so"

seems to be attracting

response, Emma looked around. Noticing something, she pointed towards her

too. I guess he too is interested

his arms crossed. His

Arnold nor Troy sat next

here with the intention of observing the

Emma looked at Amanda and asked, "Do you think he's here for Ren's or

Amanda

you think

last time

you've mentioned it,

spectating any of Kevin's matches before. Unless he had a change of heart, he came here to watch

would he watch Ren instead

"Huaaa!"

were the loud cheers coming from the

the fight is about to start. It looks like Ren's

...

the time I arrived at Section G, the news of my upcoming challenge

to be

was challenged publically, the news was bound to

lunchtime, the arena was bustling with people. Even more shocking was

I was able to hear

Voss and Ren Dover are being simultaneously challenged to a duel.

*Sigh*

reporter, I shook my

they were present. After all, every guild out

that the opportunity presented itself, they were

the next prodigy, blah, blah,

I had been seeing on the papers and on the TV. Although it may not seem like much, for

humanity was,

Such attention was natural.

my way towards the entrance of the arena grounds I was stopped by a man in black. A Lock

I pointed at my uniform, "I'm wearing a

not that. It's better if you don't go

"Why's that?"

played a clip. More specifically, a live camera view of the entrance

look for

"Tss..."

that had accumulated on my forehead. In the video, tons of reporters waited with their microphones in their

resembled hungry wolves waiting for

"Where should I go?"

was specifically made for these kinds

a step to the side, the man opened a

see. Thank

the man, I entered the

walking through a long narrow corridor, I arrived before

-Clank!

Turning around and

seeing you here

you get for gloating at

and taking out my training uniform, I

was prepared

paused slightly and looked at

point of you agreeing to

good

if you want

machine had a special function that allowed people to fight against

fighting experience in full, they were much better than the

cannon-fodder

just not

"How so?"

feeling is not the

once