The Author's POV

Chapter 243

"Huaa!"

Cheers engulfed the arena grounds as the spectators jumped and shouted in excitement as they watched the games that were happening below.

"Sheesh, that's loud..."

Covering my ears with my hands, I walked towards one of the stands and looked at the arena grounds below.

Although I could've watched the games in the comfort of the waiting room, I wanted to come here at least once to spectate the games that were happening below.

There was also another goal I had in mind when coming here...

'”Hein Kraaijenschot from Ironia Academy and John Berson from Kuzk Academy still look to be holding out well. Scott Madison from Leingberg Academy seems to be about to give out! Who will pass to the next round?

Listening to the announcer, I leaned on the handrails and squinted my eyes to get a better look at what was happening below.

Standing on a platform, I looked as five students stood still motionless. With their legs perpendicular to their shoulders, the five individuals each held a shield in their hand.

Opposite to them was a combat dummy that every few seconds would unleash an attack on them.

With each attack, the power exerted by the dummy would increase.

Dum. Dum. Dum. Even as I stood above the arena grounds, I could hear the faint sound of collision that came as a result of the dummy hitting the contestants.

"So this is the Iron Fortress games..."

I muttered underneath my breath as I paid close attention to the five individuals below.

The Iron Fortress game was a game dedicated to those that specialized in defense. The objective was to withstand as many attacks as possible. The last person standing would directly make it to the next round.

As of right now, it was the semi-finals, and my attention was currently directed towards one individual.

Hein Kraaijenschot.

The next and last person that I wanted to recruit into my mercenary group.

With a sturdy build, light brown hair, and hazel eyes, Hein stood imposingly at the center of the stage as he withstood the barrage of attacks coming from the dummy opposite of him.

With each attack, Hein would skilfully shift his position ever so slightly. By either taking one step back or tilting the shield slightly, Hein was able to redirect some of the force away from himself.

Using this method, he appeared to be in a much better position than some of the other contestants.

'He's as good as I thought he'd be.'

Watching Hein skilfully redirect and block the relentless attacks coming from the dummies, I crossed my arms and repeatedly nodded my head.

Even though he wasn't the biggest individual on stage as John Berson was about twice his size, his technical ability was something that more than made up for his lack of natural size.

This was shown by how he had made it this far without even being a part of a famous academy.

This achievement alone was outstanding.

"He's the one for sure..."

Without a doubt, I knew that he was the last person I was looking for in my mercenary group.

Though he may not be known now, in the future, Hein would be known throughout the whole human domain as a ranked hero.

He was of Dutch descent, and despite his talent, because of his family circumstances, he could only enroll at a medium-high ranked Academy.

He did in fact get scholarship offers from large academies such as the Lock or the four great academies. Unfortunately, he chose to reject them because of his circumstances.

Had he enrolled in a top academy, he would've without a doubt have been as strong as some of the most prolific individuals in the tournament.

In fact, he would've without a doubt have even had a chance at beating John Berson who was considered to be the best tanker amongst the younger generation.

Unfortunately...

'”Hein Kraaijenschot from Ironia Academy, unfortunately, gives out and John Berson from Kuzk Academy takes the first spot and wins the Iron fortress games! Ladies and gentlemen let's give John a round of applause for his fantastic performance. The other contestants too, for their fantastic performances.

Listening to the announcer's voice, I shook my head.

'Too bad...'

Had Hein have had the same amount of resources as John, things would've been different. Sadly, there were no what if's in the world.

Staring at Hein who was sprawled on the ground tired, I watched as tears streamed down from the corner of his eyes.

He looked absolutely gutted.

"Huaaaa'”!"

Standing next to him, John Berson raised his hand in the air like the victor that he was and basked on the cheers coming from the spectators.

"Don't worry."

last look at Hein from above, a

to make

before turning around and

***

"Haa...Haaa..."

Fortress game, Hein sat down in the changing room as he

his eyes with a warm wet towel, Hein

I

as he put both of

years ago, when Hein was still twelve years old, a

town was suddenly attacked

his father suffered a permanent spinal injury

The one mother

father, two five-month-old children, and one twelve-year-old kid. That was the aftermath of the incident that took place in

also the turning point of

siblings, Hein would work hard every day at his

a clerk, and hence

had passed since then and Hein reached sixteen years of age. It was also the time that

was what

now help his father. But that

found out that his father's injury could not be

best potions, his injury

crushed Hein who wanted nothing more than for his father

Hein chose to enroll in the best academy in

'”TRIIING! '”TRIIING!

vibration coming from his phone, Hein removed the towel off of his face and picked

"Hello?"

'”...Son.

shook. Hein's voice

"D-ad."

watched your game....I'm very proud of

"Than-k you"

his emotions, Hein responded as he almost

well...If it-t wasn't for me this w-ould've never

I don't blame you. This was my

Hein cut off.

decision, and my

He repeated.

his father offered to relocate to a better city so that he could enroll in a better academy, but

much the shop meant

shop that he built

tear his father away from there. Not just his father. Hein as well couldn't bring himself to part ways

refused all of the other

decision since the academy treated him extremely well as they

the government to help him grow, but even then,

You don't have to blame my decision

home. Your siblings are waiting for

trembling voice,

was stuttering, it was evident that he was also trying his best to suppress his

did not

can't wait to meet them

gentle smile appeared on

you soon son. I love you. I wish you the best

"Thank you..."

to the end tone of the call for a couple of seconds, Hein wiped the corner

his fists, he slowly

not

the Iron Fortress game, the tournament was not over yet. He still had to participate in the

he was going

***

Bang! Bang! The loud sound of collisions echoed inside of a private training

attack was lightning fast as a green

'”Click!

a small white graze appeared on

"Huuu..."

sweat dripping from the side of

"I should be close."

as I looked at

couple of days, to as far as a couple of weeks. Soon enough, I

for the finals that were going to take place in a couple of

worried about this as I was

by the time I returned to my dorm and looked at my notifications, I found my face plastered all over the

a picture

the comments on the

supporting me

much antagonized everyone in my first interview. But I guess my

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