Master Of None

Walker and Gil had already stood up to start moving toward the side of the seating area. Scylla barely had to even move over toward them which made her happy. If they had attempted to resist she would have jumped over the stone railing to drag them in to battles as well.

”Welcome the honorary elf, The arcane archer Gil!” Gil wasn’t super excited to be battling. He had not wanted to get in to things since he wanted to maintain his energy. Zephyr was still resting so he knew that he shouldn’t draw on too much mana that could be going to her instead.

”Then we have our royal dragon, master of none, Walker!” Scylla took pride in dragging these two in to a battle. She didn’t want the first ever tournament to go poorly so she had to. If Barry had returned even for a second to Genesis she would have found a way to pull him in to a battle.

”We have a very unique battle for you today. Two kings have offered to challenge our two heroes here!” Without a single thought, the crowd became wild hearing this. They had never seen a king fight and those that had wanted to see it again. The demi-humans in particular were more excited than one could imagine since they already saw a glint in king Roricks’ eyes they knew well.

”The first battle will be a classic story, the king of the idle. The representative of the dwarven people has come specifically to show his skill!” The marching of soldiers was matched by the awes of the crowd. Multiple elite dwarven guards came out of the resting area tunnel in perfectly polished armors. They welcomed their king in to the arena.

The king of the middle was standing tall. He had decided to come so that he could bring better news to the people of his city about what crafting endeavors the competitions brought to light. He had secretly watched and taken his own personal notes so that he could use some of the techniques with the crafters that remained home.

Now he saw the chance to take a little more fame. The lack of the king of the deep caves was felt very widely in the dwarven kingdom. It had been more or less solidified that he would be remaining in Genesis for some years to build the underground trade roads. It even seemed that he was becoming more and more popular by the day. The king of the middle was understandably a little jealous.

”I spent weeks debating who was going to fight one of our most outstanding forces for growth here in Genesis. Since Walker has given only his best to the people of Genesis with his unique outlook on life, I only have the best for him to show his skills in front of. Welcome the king of my homeland, King Rorick!”

With a single jump, king Rorick no longer sat on the balcony beside Ignus and Clara. He was instead brandishing the very same sword that Walker had brought him upon their first meeting. It was clear that he was looking for more than just a small battle. He was after every single trick that Walker had.

”You do understand that I need to show off a lot. I have two fellow royal dragons here.” Walker was sure that if he did not show appropriate power that he would be risking a lot. He had just won the acceptance of Ignus and Mordant fully. He could not go back on this.

”Then I expect you to show me your most powerful skill. Allow me to face your best in the first hit. Show me everything you can!” King Rorick appeared to have been waiting for this too long. He didn’t even want a battle anymore. He just wanted to see the strength that Walker had. The power that Walker could boast which was able to push people to create an entirely new city.

”If that’s what you want, then prepare yourself. When we take the arena, you will be in for a lot of hardship.” Walker knew what he was going to be doing. He would use a lot of his mana and pull on the natural mana around him. He would have to rely on something he was not ready to use yet but would show all of Genesis just how strong he was. Just who he was growing to be.

”An archer recognized by the elves against me. Boy, I am here to introduce myself to your people of Genesis. Allow me to demonstrate why the three kings of the dwarf kingdom are the pillars any society should kneel to.” The king of the middle was not being arrogant. He truly believed that the dwarves were worth the respect. They had done much for the world in the ways of building and creating.

”I didn’t even want to fight today. I won’t lie, this is a little unexpected. But I still have a bow here and some arrows.” Gil wished he had noticed the guaranteed signs that he would be battling. He had left his bow and arrows behind to avoid battle yet somehow an attendant was handing them to him right now. It was too well planned. He glanced at Alma who was sheepishly pretending not to be looking at him.

”We shall start with the king of the dwarf people and our very own arcane archer. They seem ready to show you just how powerful they can be. The secrets of their training will be open to all!” Scylla was clearly struggling to hold back her energy. The other participants felt that they were a little neglected. While others were glad that the focus was not on them while they fought for a proper position in the next day of battles.

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