Gill sat at the bar in Hearthstone Tavern and counted the gold coins in his pouch. His hands were trembling as he counted the coins.
These were his' fees'.
Yesterday, a friend of Gill's who worked in the Iron Nation's embassy introduced him to General Fred.
At that time, Gill was slightly shocked. He was just an ordinary inscriptionist. Although he had entered the Tower of the Sage by luck, he was the kind of "bottom-feeder" who could be driven away at any time. How could he have been recognized by the greatest general of the Iron Nation?
Gill wondered if his friend Klaus had 'promoted' him in front of the general. But when he arrived at the embassy, he found out that the general had hired him to participate in a tournament.
When Gill found out that the tournament was about Holy Ghost, he accepted the job without hesitation.
Although he wasn't that talented in magic, Klaus was probably the only one in the entire Pyro Tower who could beat him in games. As a result, he was known as the number one assassin in the circle of Pyro Tower's Holy Ghost.
"Gill! Why are you still here? The tournament is about to start. "
His friend walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.
"This is my fee from the general. Can I quit now?"
Gill put the gold coins into his pouch and said to the attendant from the embassy.
"Quit … Why? This isn't a duel, it's just a game. "
"But if you lose this tournament, you'll die!" Gill lowered his voice and looked towards the Hearthstone Tavern, where the Holy Ghost tournament was taking place. "You didn't tell me that the Bloody Queen was coming back! Haven't you heard the rumors about Princess Yekana? "
Gill initially thought that Holy Ghost would be a small tournament. Warcraft and Holy Ghost had only been released on the Mana Net for a few days. It would be a problem if there weren't even ten thousand players, and even the tournament venue was scarily shabby.
But when they arrived at the venue, the status of the participants and spectators had already exceeded the 'small tournament' category.
The Empress of the Iron Nation, a super heavyweight figure, could only be seen in the audience during the top gladiatorial matches of the Iron Nation.
Three years ago, Gill was fortunate enough to be a spectator in one of those "top-notch" gladiatorial matches. The size of the arena alone was comparable to two Noland Magic Arenas. The audience seats were large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the cheers in the arena could be heard throughout the entire city.
Of course, the queen also showed up in the gladiator competition. After all, one of the gladiators who participated in the competition was under her command. In the end, the knight was defeated in an extremely miserable manner.
That fiasco had disgraced the queen, and Gill had never heard any news about the knight since then …
Although it was rumored that the poor knight packed his things and returned to his hometown to farm, Gill firmly believed that the 'loser' must have been executed by the queen.
The title of the Bloody Queen was secretly used by the nobles of the Iron Country to slander her, but it also reflected the way this woman handled things.
It was said that before she became the queen, the king had twelve concubines, but now … there were none.
"Then why don't you just win!" the attendant said to Gill.
"Our opponents are from other countries. To be able to win under the witness of Her Royal Highness, this is an honor that only those knights can have."
The attendant's words made Gill slightly stunned.
In his life, apart from joining the Philosopher's Tower, he had really achieved nothing in other aspects. Although he was born into a noble family, he belonged to the lowest class.
There were too many geniuses in the Philosopher's Tower, so many that Gill had been jealous of those geniuses from the beginning. Now, using a phrase from the spellcaster forum, "It's actually not bad to be a salted fish like this."
"Then … then let's give it a try. Magic can't compare to those guys, but I still have some confidence in Holy Spirits."
Gill had just regained his spirit, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the arena.
… …
The world's first official Holy Spirit Duel had officially begun.
Empress Ye Kana stood in the audience area as a spectator … She resisted the urge to yawn.
She really could not understand the content of this duel. When the organizer, Josiah, announced the start of the duel, the contestants from different countries sat around six dusty tables.
The interface of the Magic Net appeared in front of them, and then they sat at the table, holding an Origin Crystal and gesturing something.
Due to the distance between the competition area and the audience area, Empress Ye Kana, who had slight myopia, could not clearly see the content displayed on the Magic Net interface.
Therefore, in her eyes, this duel was a group of people sitting at a wooden table and waving an Origin Crystal.
"If you want to yawn, just yawn. I don't think anyone will mind, Lady Ye Kana."
As the referee, Josiah walked around the competition area, then went directly to the audience area and found a chair to sit on. Then, he yawned as if he was demonstrating to the Empress.
"This duel is more boring than I thought," Josiah said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Then why are you holding such a farce and wasting time?"
Empress Ye Kana's fighting spirit was aroused by the arrival of the Karshilov Family.
No matter what the duel was, as long as she could win against this family, she would be able to vent her anger.
But now, Empress Ye Kana felt as if she had punched a slime full of anger. After the initial anger subsided, she only felt a little bored to the point of sleepiness.
"This is just a test. In short, I can't provide you with the exciting experience of watching a duel for the time being. I'm really sorry." Josiah glanced at the contestants in the duel.
The reason why Josiah felt bored was that a large number of contestants were not qualified.
They were not only novices playing Holy Spirit, but more importantly, the mentality of a group of contestants was not up to standard at all.
After some people were defeated by the enemy, they showed a negative mentality, and some contestants even fought with their teammates.
This caused the whole duel to look like a farce.
"How much longer?" Empress Ye Kana asked impatiently.
"About an hour, the duel is an elimination system after all."
Josiah looked at the crowd gathered in the spectator area. Other than the employers and friends of the contestants, there were only a few people who came to watch the duel.
Looks like Warcraft and Holy Ghost are still a minority in terms of popularity.
They still had to wait for these 'pro players' to get past the beginner level.
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