The Author's POV

Upper echelon area.

"Hahahahaha!"

A boisterous laugh resounded across the platform as Gervis slapped the side of the chair and helplessly held onto his stomach, trying his best to contain his laughter.

However, as he recalled Ren's actions, his laugh only became louder.

It took a couple of minutes for him to finally calm down, and when he did, wiping the side of his eyes, he commented.

"This is great!"

Even though Ren's words were extremely arrogant and offensive, Gervis didn't take them to heart. He was all too familiar with him and knew he probably had his reasons for whatever he did.

Also, dwarves weren't particularly known for their combat prowess so he wasn't offended at all.

Calming himself down, Gervis stroked his beard and turned to look at Brutus who was wordlessly sitting on his seat.

"You saw that right?"

"...Yes."

Brutus unperturbedly replied.

"His words aren't wrong."

"Oh?"

Gervis showed a look of surprise. He didn't expect such an answer from him.

"You really think that there isn't anyone else worth fighting?"

"Khrr...khrr...correct."

With a deep and unfathomable look on his face, Brutus calmly nodded his head.

"After he defeated Kimor...khrr...khrr...the victor of the tournament had already been decided. What is said is true. There isn't anyone that is worth fighting."

Gervis's eyes squinted when he heard Brutus's words, but he decided to stay silent.

There was no point in him saying anything else as he too somewhat agreed with what he said.

As the two were conversing, the elven queen had a weird look on her face. Even though she wasn't particularly offended by what Ren did, she was not entirely pleased. After all, he had humiliated Vaalyun in front of the whole world.

He was supposed to be the best prodigy that the elves could offer. At an age that was similar to that of Ren in human years, he had already broken through to rank. He was supposed to be a generational talent that was rarely seen, yet he had been completely overshadowed and even turned into the butt of the jokes for those that were watching.

"Sigh."

Still, it wasn't like she could do anything about it. Given her status, if she did something, it would look bad on the whole race. Not that she was planning on doing anything in the first place.

To her, this was a good opportunity to humble Vaalyun a notch. He had become a little bit too arrogant for his own good. If this humiliation served to calm him down a bit, then the queen could turn a blind eye to what happened.

Furthermore, Amanda had already told her about the Xurin fruit. Even though she was still unclear about whether it was real or not, if that was truly the Xurin fruit that could cure Natasha, Amanda's mother, then she owed him a big favor.

Whatever was happening to Vaalyun, the queen could only pretend to have noticed.

"..."

The only one of the four that didn't show any reaction to Ren's victory was Octavious who quietly gazed toward the arena with an indifferent look on his face.

There was no visible change in his expression as he looked at the arena, however, if one looked closely, they might be able to see a more resolute look on his face.

He had finally made up his mind.

***

After Ren left, the excitement over the next few matches died down a little.

two reasons for this, one, the matches were not as tense as Ren's and Kevin's matches, and two, they were all still riled

the top contenders had not fought yet, but in their

one thing that everyone was focusing on at the moment, it was Kevin's potential

the butt of the jokes to all humans as they all replayed the last moment when Ren's words

Click—!

off the

*Puff*

Ren's last words during the tournament, Smallsnake's face

piss

Not only had Ren's last words provoked the other races, but he had done it in a

the moment could only pray that this incident wouldn't come back and bite him in the ass. However, knowing Ren's personality, Smallsnake already knew

*Puff*

"Ugh."

head started to hurt. Massaging his forehead with his hand, Smallsnake lamented over

*Puff*

"Can you stop?"

table and holding onto a massive cigar, Smallsnake watched as Leopold repeatedly took

*Puff*

a single moment when Leopold didn't stop smoking. At this point, Smallsnake questioned whether his lungs were made

Leopold smoked was simply too

*Puff*

the cigar, Leopold

up for the

when he couldn't smoke back in Issanor, Leopold's body shivered.

"You—"

the warehouse opened and Ava,

noticed that they all had a haggard and tired look on their

Clank—!

"...Hey."

"Hey Smallsnake."

"mhh..."

up with you

look on his face. Halting her footsteps a couple of meters away from Smallsnake, Ava sat down on a sofa and leaned her head

"Family, that's what happened."

next to her. They all had similar looks

face with her hand, Ava

coming back, no matter how much I tried to

her head to look at Smallsnake, Ava continued

my family has already alerted the whole neighborhood about the fact that I participated in the tournament! The moment I came back, all I did was spend countless hours greeting strangers who I have never

"Same for me."

sympathetic look on his

father was the same....I-I wish I could have my time

pity for them. Turning his head to look at Ryan, he didn't even need to ask to understand why he looked the way he did. Given how doting and protective his mother was, he could already guess what

deserved what he had coming to him. Especially

on his

that you have all

while since everyone had returned to the

back in Henlour, this was

long as half of the people here were already famous. If they took into account Ren, who was probably the most famous

***

Dolos, I quickly

I soon spotted a familiar

"When is your match?"

cold look before proceeding to

she ignored him,

"Ah, it's me."

I used my

at my words. She then proceeded to stand up and proceeded to leave. Not even sparing me a second

grabbed onto her hand

"Hold up, it's me!"

"Let go."

coldly said. An icy hue began

mouth twitched when