Chapter 106: Do you dare to take the challenge?!
The most laughable joke of the season has emerged, an elf rejected the invitation of Simira, the Sanctuary Mage, due to monetary concerns.
Even Simira, known for her good temper, couldn’t help but darken her expression at this moment. Even a clay statue had some dignity. Being repeatedly rejected by someone as prestigious as herself, the Sanctuary Mage, wasn’t it just becoming a laughingstock?
“Well, let me put it differently. You become my disciple, and I’ll spare his life.”
This was the final ultimatum. If Arena hesitated any longer, Simira wouldn’t mind making this competition a bit more bloody.
Arena’s face grew even paler. She never imagined that her rash actions would put Lord Tyr’s life in jeopardy.
“I…”
“Hey!” Tyr walked out from the VIP seats with a stern face, approaching the stage amidst the curious gazes of the crowd.
“Are you going too far?”
“You’re clearly talking to Simira.” Several judges looked at the two with interest, curious about what would happen next. Only Nicholas showed an anxious expression; she didn’t want this competition to be ruined by such unexpected incidents.
“Going too far? Because of your life?” Simira replied calmly, the previous aura of intimidation fading away, leaving behind only an old person standing there.
“No, although that’s part of it, I dislike your approach.” Tyr spoke with a disdainful tone that made everyone sneer. Approach? Is it a good approach to use up your elf and sell her on the spot? Saying he’s not a ** but still putting up a façade of chastity?
“Oh? Then tell me, what approach would you suggest?” Simira’s demeanor calmed down at this moment, showing no trace of true emotion. All that remained was a wise insight into human nature. His earlier outburst was also due to his admiration for Arena, prompting him to make such an extreme move. If it were someone else, he might not have said a word to Tyr.
“Since the second round, you’ve been targeting her with difficult questions. Obviously, at that time, you had already seen through Arena’s identity. It’s just that your playful nature got the better of you, and you wanted to use the convenience of the competition to make her give up.”
“Oh~” Simira’s expression remained unchanged as the elderly mage emitted a cold voice, and Tyr continued speaking.
“In the third and fourth rounds, your gaze never left her. However, in that kind of look, I couldn’t see any admiration, nor greed. Instead, it was a kind of gaze unfamiliar to me, one used for research. If I may be blunt…”
“Master Simira, you’re not planning to take her back for magical research, are you?”
After listening, Simira chuckled and waved her hand dismissively, saying.
“You can go, clown. All this talk and yet this is the outcome. Instead of saving someone, you’ve only made trouble for yourself. It’s been a long time since I’ve been accused like this at my age.”
“Accuse? Do you think I dare to accuse the esteemed Sanctuary Mage? I’m just stating the facts.”
“Well then, how about this? I’ll take it back. I won’t sell this elf anymore. Let’s end all this dramatic nonsense here, shall we?” Tyr waved his hand casually. However, the elf beside him quickly spoke up.
“No, that’s not it, Lord Tyr…”
“Shut up,” Tyr said coldly. Arena’s words would only become more chaotic at this point.
Simira shook her head.
“It’s ridiculous. Do you think spilled water can be gathered back?”
“As the ancient saying goes, spilled water is hard to retrieve. Do you think there’s a chance to go back to how things were in this situation?”
“So, what of it?” Tyr slowly drew his longsword from his waist, pointing it directly at the judges and the tens of millions of spectators below. Amidst everyone’s surprised gazes, he shouted.
“I, 123, challenge all those below the rank of Celestial Emperor who do not submit to my authority with my strength. I swear in the name of the Supreme God that if I lose a single match here, I will submit to Lady Simira’s judgment. If there are no more dissenters, the Wind Spirit Arena will belong to me. From this point on, Lady Simira must not interfere in the slightest.”
“Do you dare to accept?!”
