Chapter 126: First day of the tournament (2/2)
“Why is the super chatty professor Plum not chatty at all?”
After Ayrin left professor Plum’s room, he shook his head, a little confused. Then he couldn’t stop himself from immediately unrolling the two small scrolls in his hands.
“Spring of Slowness.”
“Touch of Bones.”
He immediately read in a hush the names of these two arcane skills.
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“Why isn’t there a new issue of Breith Magazine today?”
“Shouldn’t there be interviews of every team before their matches, as well as some news?”
Early in the morning the next day, when more and more spectators arrived, the atmosphere in the whole of Eichemalar became increasingly fervent. But on Everlasting Square, a great crowd that had gathered there very early was a little baffled. Normally, Breith Magazine should have covered the whole square by now. But none of the peddlers selling tabloids and magazines had the new issue of Breith Magazine.
“Breaking news! Breith Trading Company was attacked by mice and sparrows, so the newest issue should be coming tomorrow at the earliest,” someone shouted out loud all of a sudden.
“Attacked by mice and sparrows?” Everyone was a little dumbstruck.
“That’s right. I heard some unknown person caught many mice and sparrows, and also smeared them all over with black medicinal fluid. Then he put them in several big bags and tossed them inside Breith Trading Guild in the middle of the night. These mice and sparrows ran and flew everywhere, they ended up making a total mess of Breith Trading Company. They have to do the cleaning of their lives for all of today.”
“What, who’s so wicked? We can’t even read Breith Magazine now!”
Countless people started swearing and lamenting on the square. Some older spectators shouted loudly, especially depressed. They’d already watched the tournament year after year for more than a decade already, and they were to used to always read Breith Magazine every day while the tournament was underway. Now, there was suddenly a missing issue. It simply felt even worse than having no food to eat. Their entire being felt unwell.
“…”
On the square filled with swearing and lament, Ayrin, Moss, and the others suddenly all turned to look at Belo, sweating big drops.
Apart from Belo, Ayrin really couldn’t think of anyone who would be bored enough to catch many mice and sparrows in the middle of the night, then smear them in black medicinal fluid, brave the risk of being caught while secretly tossing them inside Breith Trading Company.
Belo pushed his glasses as if he hadn’t noticed anything, like it had absolutely nothing to do with him.
“…” What made Moss and Ayrin even more speechless was, the two of them saw that Belo’s fingertips were all black, smeared with something. They looked as if it would be hard to wash them clean for a short while.
“Who did it? It’s great, haha! See what they get for evaluating us as weeds, serves them right!” Stingham still had his handsome but empty-brained look. He wasn’t aware of anything, and started laughing, full of schadenfreude.
“Kids and idiots are really happier. I have no idea where they’re finding so many things to be amused about.” At this moment, team Mountain Kings was also on the square crowded with people. Watching team Holy Dawn from far away, these people couldn’t help but shake their heads.
“Look, it’s that guy from yesterday.”
All of a sudden, their vice-captain “Violent Bear” Rykiel suddenly exclaimed in a whisper.
Following the place he pointed at, every member of team Mountain Kings saw a team wearing deep red uniforms. That boy with short brown hair who’d brushed past them yesterday and made them feel extremely weird was also impressively among them.
“That guy is really in team Hellfire?”
While they couldn’t stop themselves from mumbling, that boy with short brown hair suddenly turned his head around and threw them a glance across the mass of people between them.
“Hiss…” All the members of team Mountain Kings couldn’t stop themselves from gasping.
“He can feel that we’re focusing on him even from so far away, that we’re talking about him?”
“Couldn’t be, right?”
That boy with short brown hair only spared them a single glance. He stopped looking at them and continued his way forward. But most members of team Mountain Kings had a layer of sweat inexplicably emerging on their backs.
“His eyes really seem gray, he doesn’t even have pupils.” One team member said with a shaky voice, “The expression in his eyes… It seems everyone in the square is a dead man, while he’s the only one living.”
“What a strange guy. It doesn’t matter though. Even if he’s a bit weird, they’re in the same group as Dragon Breath Academy anyway. Anyone from Dragon Breath Academy is enough to dispatch their entire team alone.” Their captain Werther humphed heavily. That was what he said. However, that inexplicable feeling of disquiet still seemed to linger inside him.
“Lotton’s aura’s is becoming scarier and scarier. What bloody arcane skill does he train in?”
In fact, even some teammates near this brown-haired boy also had a frightened feeling from time to time.