Chapter 136 - Start (1/2)
When the names of the first to the battle were announced, Mikaela was quiet for a second, and then you could hear the thousands of people shouting with excitement.
As soon as he heard his title called, Luke stood up. He was neither happy nor sad to be the first to battle. The moment he stood up from his seat, a man behind him also stood up and laughed briefly, woodenly, debauched.
Nathalia and Shiro didn't even notice this but then whispered to the half-wolf, ”Go ahead. You can do it.”
Suddenly, magic circles with runes appeared below the feet of the two competitors, and they were teleported to the sand circle many meters below.
The half-wolf looked around as he opened his eyes again and peered upward. Now the Municipal Arena looked bigger than ever. There were giant crystals around the entire circle of the Arena, which was more than fifty meters in circumference.
Mikaela's hologram shrank many meters and became the height of a normal person. She stopped floating and stood between the two competitors in the middle of the circle.
”The rules are simple and easy for everyone to understand... Imagine how this is a 'Luck or Fight' match in hard mode. Literally anything goes, until someone says the words: I quit. It's simple, isn't it?”
While it was indeed a simple rule, in a life and death battle, things were not as simple as in a 'Luck or Fight' Tournament. If there was a great power disparity, just one blow from a skilled person might be enough to kill someone weaker.
”By the way, there is another essential rule as well. The one who goes beyond the sand circle will be immediately eliminated.” The sensory continued to explain, and even from her size, her voice could be heard by everyone.
Luke looked at his opponent and noticed a great smile on the man's mouth. He was a dark-haired, light-eyed Elf, plus he had a full, well-groomed beard.
'The Champion', as the man was announced, was wearing light armor with only a few metal plates protecting him. He was also carrying a single-handed sword in the scabbard at his waist and a long wooden staff in his hands.
”This will be easy...” The man spoke to himself as he checked that his bracelets were securely fastened, but his words echoed throughout the stadium, which surprised him.
That sentence was enough to make the crowds get even more energetic; after all, who doesn't like a tease?
”Wait, did he really say that? I liked this guy!”
”Ahhh! If this guy is as strong as he thinks he is, this half-beast will be overpowered!!!”
”HE IS 'THE CHAMPION'!”
”Are you guys kidding? You don't know this half-beast? He works for the Strogueher's!”
”WHAT? Is he 'that' half-beast?”
”Never mind! That's 'The Champion'!”
The people in the stands slowly found out more and more about the participants of the playoffs. Since no list of participants had been released, the population would only find out who was actually participating when they were summoned, except, of course, for the names that were leaked in advance.