Chapter 65 - The Beginning Of The Tournament (1/2)

Evan and Zak were riding together, hurrying to the tournament. The tournament was still about two hours away, but the place where it was being held was quite far away. Zak and Evan still had time to spare, so there was no need to hurry.

The tournament was called - the ”Tournament of Precious Stones” and was held in the largest arena in all of Mossy Vulture. The arena was situated in a unique place- on the border of the possessions of the Erden and Cross families.

The two Families didn't want to fight over the arena and simply decided to share it and hold similar tournaments and events there. The arena had a beautiful view of the Tower of Magic.

Evan didn't know exactly how many participants there would be in the ”Tournament of Precious Stones”, but he was sure there would be a lot.

Evan only took ”Reverse Death” and ”Hidden Calamity” with him, he didn't need anything else. Before leaving, he ”had been creating” until he had completely filled his ”Warp” with mana, so he was absolutely ready.

”Evan, look we're almost there!” Zak said loudly, pointing ahead.

In the distance, Evan saw a colossal arena that looked more like a coliseum. At a glance, you could tell how majestic this structure was. There really was no better place in all of Mossy Vulture to hold a tournament of this magnitude. There was an ancient aura emanating from the arena that everyone could feel.

Besides the appearance of the arena, Evan was also surprised by the number of people. Hundreds of people were standing around the arena and quickly going inside. By the way, people were from the completely different lays of society.

Evan spotted both poor people and artisans, merchants, and nobles.

While Evan was watching this scene, Zak also saw someone, ”Oh, that's Marcel's carriage”.

Whoosh.

As soon as the commander said this, the horse accelerated considerably.

Besides Marcel's carriage, there were others visible in the distance. In each of them was an important person, whether it was the head of some Family or a powerful magician.

After a few minutes, Evan and Zak reached the entrance. They were slightly faster than Marcel, who pulled up a minute later.

Marcel and Fien got out, saw Zak and Evan, and headed toward them.

”I see that everyone is already assembled.” Marcel said calmly.

Zak replied confidently, ”Of course. I hope we have an amazing show tonight!”

Marcel nodded and they all went inside the arena together. Marcel and Zak went upstairs to the auditorium, while Fien and Evan stayed downstairs.

Special rooms had been prepared for the contestants to rest and prepare for the fight.

Fien and Evan didn't talk, they just kept quiet and thought about their own things.

Suddenly the girl said: ”I won't lose to you this time. Be ready.”

After these words, Fien quickened her stride and headed forward. Evan only smiled and continued walking slowly.

After a minute, Evan reached the main room where most of the participants were.

<So many?>