He wondered whether he could use this to take that arrogant king down a notch, but he realized that it was probably not the time to do so as he still did not have any proof.

His original plan for this event was that he might be able to conserve some of his trump cards and not expose his power to the continent while still ensuring his victory.

However, the present situation meant that he couldn't do so.

Teamwork was something that would be crucial in all the compet.i.tions, and he had hoped to keep the high level of coordination between his soldiers a secret until the time came to use it at a later stage to push him forward.

It was all the fault of the King of Axelor, and it p.i.s.sed Daneel off that he couldn't do anything about it.

Hence, telling himself that he would not let them go the moment he had any chance, Daneel sighed and prepared to speak.

CRACK

As thunder roared across the air and silenced the now 200 strong crowd below him, the soldiers who had just been about to use drastic measures to calm everyone down stopped.

Daneel was happy with their performance of rus.h.i.+ng to the scene quite quickly and getting the fire under control, but he knew that he was the only one who could resolve this while also making sure that many more fights like these would break out.

"People, I have heard the insinuations that the Kingdom of Axelor is using outsiders to bolster their mage teams so that they can win. As the host of this compet.i.tion, it was my wish that all five kingdoms compete fairly in order to find out who's the best. This is why I trusted the others to not do something so foolish like this, and I must tell you that my trust has not been broken so far. There is no proof that those 15 soldiers do not belong to Axelor, so it is still a fair compet.i.tion. The moment any conclusive proof surfaces, I promise you all that Axelor will be eliminated from the compet.i.tion. So, I urge you all to not take part in fights like these which spoil the entire atmosphere of this glorious event. On that note, I would also like to inform you all that those who are henceforth guilty of causing disturbances like these shall be thrown into jail for the duration of the event and their tickets would be confiscated. Guards, escort everyone to wherever they are lodging. Good night, all."

Saying so in a tone that brooked no argument, the King of Lanthanor vanished from the air and was followed by the Black Raven King who had a small smile on his face.

Meanwhile, the King of Axelor had teleported to a private room in the building a.s.signed to him where three middle-aged men were standing respectfully to the side.

After arriving, he was handed a display trinket by one of the three which expanded to show the scene of the fight from where he had just teleported away.

All four of them looked on as the King of Lanthanor made that speech, after which laugher burst out from the mouth of the King.

Seeing this, the other three also stopped controlling their own laughter.

After 30 seconds, the King stopped himself first and said, "Look at him. He knows he can do nothing, but he's still making grand statements about trust. Good job making sure that that fight happened. Now we know his stance. Maybe I didn't even need to reverse my power, but it was still needed to make sure that we are doing everything we can. Just wait till he is known as the host who lost. Have you spoken to those 15?"

At this, the other three also stopped laughing and one of them replied, saying, "It is just as you say, my King. Even though they gained a surprising victory, there is no chance whatsoever of them winning. And because it is forbidden to release information about the big four, he cannot do anything else but say things like these. There is no proof that he can get. The 15 mages have been given the best rooms, and all of their requests are being addressed. Just like you said, we are being… Discrete. There is only one among them who keeps demanding for three women to accompany him during the night. What should be done about him, if I may ask?"

Hearing this, the King frowned and asked, "Which one of them is it? The dark skinned one with long hair?"

"No, my King. He's fair skinned with a long nose."

"Then get those women! He is the weakest among the 15, but he's also the one with the most terrifying background. Each and every one of his wishes must be fulfilled. As for the one I just mentioned, fulfill his wishes too. He has the most talent. What was the problem with getting three prost.i.tutes, anyway?"

At this, the man stopped speaking for a moment and looked down before saying, "We already sent three prost.i.tutes, but he says he needs "uninitiated" ones. Meaning…"

Raising a hand, the King stopped him and said, "I get it. Either try to find some who are willing, or just abduct a few from somewhere nearby. Whatever you do, don't anger him."

Leaving these words, the king left the middle-aged man, who tightened his fists with anger at having been demoted to someone who had to abduct women for the whims of some kid.

Yet, keeping in his mind the ultimate goal of winning this prestigious event, he sighed and set about his task.