The entire place was silent. Everyone's eyes were on the king, who was standing up slowly in the middle of the screen.
King Andre had been on the throne for decades. He had managed the country well with his military and political skills. The people were healthy, and the country was strong. He had the support of the people.
Andre was very satisfied with the gazes of the people below the stage. He enjoyed the passionate gazes from his people because it meant that he was still in control of everything. He was still the king that everyone adored.
Of course, it would be even better if it were all the races below the stage.
Andre looked at the neat rows of magic casters below the stage, and said in a loud voice, "Magic casters of the empire, I have been here to witness the rise of magic casters one after another, to become the pillars of the empire, to become legends in the magic world.
I believe that the next legend will be born among you.
For the glory of the magic casters!
For the glory of the empire!
Fight with all your might!
I will be here to witness your legends! "
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!!"
"Your Majesty!!!"
The cheers were deafening, and the eyes of the magic casters lit up.
"Good luck." Andre smiled and returned to his seat.
The magic caster in charge waited for the cheers to die down before saying loudly, "Next, let's invite Master Crassus to open the Magic Caster Conference!"
Everyone looked at Crassus.
The Lord of Fire, Crassus, the legend of the magic world, the founder of the Magus Tower, the guiding light of the rise of the magic casters in the Roth Empire, the initiator of the Magic Caster Conference, and the idol of most of the magic casters in the Roth Empire!
It could be said that he was the one who created the magic casters who could stand up to the knights.
Crassus stood up slowly and walked to the front of the stage under the heated gazes of the magic casters.
Crassus looked at the magic casters below the stage with a sigh. "I'm very relieved to be able to stand here again and look at you young and energetic juniors, the pillars of the magic world in the future."
"Crassus!"
"Crassus!!!"
There were already cheers below the stage.
"Little Amy, your braids look really good today." While Krassu was speaking in front, Vanessa moved closer to Amy, and said softly, "Don't worry.
Amy took a bite of her drumstick and looked up at Vanessa. "Big Sister Vanessa, I know you want my drumstick."
"Er …" Vanessa swallowed her saliva with an awkward expression. After all, she was the princess of the empire. Although there was food in front of her, she was too embarrassed to eat a drumstick like Amy in public..
Although it was definitely fragrant, it was definitely not elegant enough.
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. "Big Sister Vanessa, if you're not eating, can you pass me your drumstick?" Amy finished the drumstick in her hand very quickly, and then stared at the drumstick in front of Vanessa.
"This …" Vanessa was a little hesitant. Although she wasn't eating it now, she wanted to save it for later. The drumstick looked very fragrant, and it was even more fragrant when she saw Amy eating it.
"The next time you go to Chaos City, I'll return you two drumsticks from the beggar's chicken," Amy said seriously.
"Deal!" Vanessa immediately passed the whole plate of drumsticks to Amy.
No matter how fragrant the drumstick was, it couldn't compare to Mr. Mak's beggar's chicken. No matter how she looked at it, she wouldn't lose out in this deal.
A qualified foodie couldn't sit back and watch a delicious dish turn cold in front of her.
"This little girl is really cute." Although the queen maintained a dignified demeanor, she saw the exchange between Vanessa and Amy, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Vanessa had been accompanying her these few days, and told her many things about Chaos City. She talked about that Mamy's the most. This lass was mesmerized by that restaurant, and that was why she wanted to go to Chaos City every day.
And the daughter of that restaurant's owner, who was taken in as Master Crassus' disciple, was this cute little half-elf girl beside her.
"Are you sure Crassus' disciple is going to participate in this competition?" Richard sent a voice transmission to Brent at the side without batting an eyelid.
"Yes. One of the reasons he agreed to participate in the competition back then was to let his disciple participate in the Magic Caster Competition. With his personality of wanting to be in the limelight, he would definitely let his disciple participate in the junior division and get first place." Brent nodded, and revealed a sly smile. "But don't worry, President. I found a genius from the Fuller Family, Kassadin. He just reached the 7th-tier recently, and was well hidden by the Fuller Family. He intends to make a name for himself in the Magic Caster Competition. I agreed to take him in as my disciple, and lowered his age by five years. I let him participate in the junior division, and he will definitely crush her. "
"Very good." Richard smiled as he looked at Crassus' back.
He was already tired of seeing Crassus' smug look, and hoped to see some disappointment on his face today.
"We magic casters should strive for self-improvement, and protect the country, the people, and the weak. I hope that when you become the pillars of the country in the future, you will still not forget your original intention."
"I hereby announce that this year's Magic Caster Competition is officially open!"
Crassus announced loudly.
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
The magic casters were even more eager to fight. They all wanted to make a name for themselves in this Magic Caster Competition.
"Little Amy, are you full?" Crassus returned to his seat, and looked at Amy, who had just picked up a little drumstick, with a doting expression.
"Mm-hmm, almost." Amy nodded, and took another bite of the drumstick.
"Come, this is your contestant number tag. See who draws you later, and you will go and fight with them." Crassus tied a black wooden tag with a number engraved on it to Amy's little belt.
"Okay." Amy nodded, not minding it at all.
The magic caster in the black magic robe floated up again, and announced loudly, "The Magic Caster Competition officially begins!
The contestants in the junior division and the mage division will draw lots to determine their opponents, and the winner will advance to the next round. Today, all the contestants will compete in eight consecutive rounds to determine the top 32!
In the mage division, contestants whose numbers are before 2050 will remain where they are. Contestants whose numbers are from 2051 will randomly grab a flying ball. The number that appears when the flying ball explodes will be your opponent!
In the junior division, contestants whose numbers are 500 will remain where they are. Contestants whose numbers are after 500 will grab a flying ball to determine your opponent! "
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the huge ball at the edge of the platform. Thousands of numbers wrapped in bubbles were ready to go.
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