Chapter 104: Disappointment and Surprise!
“The last two judges gave scores that were within the expected range. With a total of 50 points, Damiyala scored 41.5 points, which overall is a very good result.”
“Arena, it’s our turn now, get ready.” Tyr reminded, and the fairy nodded immediately, still a bit unsure but overall quite determined, which made Tyr nod in approval to himself, thinking that this fairy finally seemed to have some semblance of confidence. Then, as they walked, Arena tripped and fell flat on the ground.
“So, next up, let’s welcome our second magical girl, Arena, along with her warrior, 123!”
The two of them quickly stepped forward.
Tyr doesn’t have a profound understanding of nature, but having lived in the Burial Great Forest, he has a deep appreciation for its terror. Therefore, Tyr’s performance isn’t about the beauty of nature but rather its vastness and the insignificance of mortals in its presence.
The performance began, and while Arena’s magic did achieve a certain level of naturalness, it was evident that it didn’t meet Tyr’s expectations. Moreover, Arena made frequent mistakes, resulting in the overall performance being much inferior to the first one.
The judges also gave very fair scores. With a total of 50 points, Arena received only 35 points, a significant difference.
Obviously, the score had fallen short compared to the recommendation from [Avalon]. After the performance, Arena couldn’t help but cry, blaming herself for being useless, saying it was all thanks to Lord Tyr’s assistance. Tyr sighed inwardly, feeling regretful, and didn’t bother consoling the little elf. He shook his head, took a seat in a corner of the VIP section, and realized that from now on, it would depend on himself as Yuehai.
Tyr quietly watched the magic combat performances on stage, but his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the future.
“Avalon must be reached, and one’s own self is not sufficient. As a TTyr, the self must also accompany. Therefore, it is necessary to rely on the normal entrance examination. I remember the mercenary intelligence mentioning that Avalon is located at the border between the Vermilion Phoenix Empire and the Sigril Empire. Heading north leads to the Burial Great Forest. If we truly want to find it, it should be relatively easy.”
However, the empire is vast, and reaching it on foot would likely mean missing the enrollment period. What to do then? Take the railway? It’s a feasible option, but without a detailed schedule, it’s hard to decide right now.
Other images flashed through his mind. Although the sight of that beautiful scenery in the bathroom would be unforgettable, what intrigued him more was the girl, Lajess T. Jallinia. Her bracelet had intrigued Tyr, but more importantly, her name. He felt like he had heard it somewhere before.
[Garden of Azure]? He silently repeated the name a few times. It seems to be related to this organization, but it’s also possible that it’s just a coincidence in names. Even if this woman is truly associated with the [Garden of Azure], it has nothing to do with him.A sudden realization dawned on Tyr. He remembered that these words were spoken to him by Claude, addressing his identity as the Yuehai. However, even if he recalled them, what use would it be? It merely solved one doubt in his mind.
Tyr, lost in thought with his head lowered, sensed someone approaching. When he raised his head, he saw it was the wind spirit Arena. She seemed to have cried enough but still choked up occasionally, appearing quite pitiful.
“What’s wrong? The Magical Girl Contest is about to end, and you’ll be free. You should be happy, shouldn’t you?”
“No, it’s all my fault. It’s because of me that Lord Tyr couldn’t get the recommendation letter. I don’t want freedom.”
“Oh? But I don’t really want to take you in. Having an elf as a companion can be troublesome.”
“In that case…” Arena grabbed Tyr’s hand, trembling all over as she said, “Then I’ll become your ** slave. Only this way can I make up for my mistake.”
“.....” At first, Tyr’s head shook, but then his expression turned serious.
“You said it so simply. When one’s head gets hot, it seems anything can be said and done. There’s no difference in this aspect between humans and elves. But, I’m sorry, I don’t need it. You have no value by my side. Do you want me to be even more blunt?”
“......Tyr, am I really so worthless?” Arena seemed deeply affected, murmuring to herself. Tyr, on the other hand, couldn’t be bothered to speak further. To be honest, the mistake in the performance just now had disappointed him greatly, and his harsh tone towards Arena was also fueled by his own anger.
Sighing softly, Tyr waved his hand towards Arena, indicating her to step back a bit.
This was clearly a silent response.
The tears of the already cried-out little elf fell again, but this time without a sound. Her body moved away slowly, as if it had lost some weight.
Tyr didn’t bother to look up again. Arena no longer mattered to him. Her fate was now solely up to herself. Besides, Tyr hadn’t spent a penny on her. Let her go if she wanted to.
Then, Tyr heard a scream.
“Listen up! I am a slave of Lord 123! He’s ready to sell me to the highest bidder, so whoever pays the most, I’m yours!!”
After saying this, she took off the hat from her head, revealing a pair of elven ears standing before everyone!