Chapter 314: The Tournament of Yeostar Begins!

Chapter 314: The Tournament of Yeostar Begins!

Experience has reached multiple breaking points. [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]s Main Job [Virulent Corrosion] has risen from [Level 0] to [Level 1]

Attributes have increased due to level up

Individual [Sunfang Dragonewt, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has switched her Main Job to [Taunter]

Main Job benefits have been updated due to Job change

Taunter Level: 10/10

Job Skill gained: [Taunt]

Individual [Sunfang Dragonewt, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor] has switched her Secondary Job to [Virulent Corrosion]

Virulent Corrosion: 1/30

Multiple proficiency requirements fulfilled. [Air Walk Lv. 6] [Aerial Fighter Lv. 6] gained

Im in A.

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Tournament competitor 349 you are assigned to Group A of the Rumble stage. Make your way there in time. By the Grace of the God of Knighthood, Bravery, and Loyalty, show thyself worthy of the blood of Yeostar in the Arena of Proving and become the might of Yeostar manifested in mortal coil!

For a god of knights, this sure sounds more like the god of war, or something.

Because I am, for the Pantheon of Light at least. Each pantheon has one god specialized in warfare, since we act as a conduit for the mortals prayer for survival and cheers of victory. During peace, a knight is the symbol of chivalry and righteousness, but during war where blood and dust can cloud the minds of both men and women, a knight should be flesh and bones turned into a weapon. When a single second is the difference between life or death, you must learn to accept blood and carnage as an extension of yourself like your armor and weapons.

Sheesh, talk about breaking the fantasy and romance of a knight. Ellaine would hate to hear that part but, I guess its a more realistic viewpoint on it.

As predicted by Fargryneill yesterday, the battle royale to decide the 32 contestants of the main bracket stage would be divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. From the 931 contestants, about 232 fighters would be in each round, decided by a random number generator done by the dungeon itself.

I would fight on the first day, while Sister would be waiting for her turn tomorrow. Considering how all of this was done about two bells before the actual tournament, it was quite fair and not prone to corruption. Not like anybody could do something underhanded anyways, since Yeostar was watching over this match right now.

Goooooood mooooorning, bloooood enjoyeeeeeeeeers! I could hear the announcers voice vibrating even through the thick walls.

Every single tournament contestant was currently waiting in the foyer or the resting room, either cheering, trash-talking, or gulping as they saw the results of the draw. My group was in the latter room, but I could hear and see what was going on in the main foyer, and even hear the announcer already hyping up the crowd in the seats.

Ha ha ha ha! Wonderful! Master laughed merrily. It seems we will have something to watch on both days! Mhm, this festival will surely be exciting!

Mhmm, burn them to ash, my whelping. Mother clapped her hands in delight as she encouraged me, all while wearing what seemed like some of my merch from my last concert. Saori designed it with a scaled pattern to form multiple flowers and flames as well as adding one of my quotes to it.

Let me be your shining light, it said. I appreciated Mother wearing it to support me, but it felt pretty embarrassing to see my mom doing something like this to me. Didnt she know this would fluster me?! Even worse, she managed to persuade Tasianna, Shay, and Beth to each wear one too! Even worse-worse, Master was wearing an XL version of it! Oh gods!!!

Krahahahaha! Krim-Slak suddenly slapped my back. Show them mercenaries and wannabe heroes what a true force of nature is, Hestia!

Kri, we havent had a chance to watch you fight seriously, so go on and show us your growth, young scale. Send them running, Grazlahta added, giving me an expectant look.

Good luck. Even Akasht was here, cheering me on.

It felt nice hearing their support, but the thing that made it hard for me to look at them was how each of them was holding the same frozen signs with my name on them that Mother and the others held up yesterday! How could they do this to me?! How could I focus on the match if they were trying to actively embarass me here?

Yo, Sis, you nervous? Fargryneill nudged me with her elbow, noting my red face.

N-No, nothing like that. Its just something else. Dont mind it too much. I rubbed my hand against my head, trying to hide it from the suspicious Fargryneill. As an idol, I really shouldnt feel like this, but having friends and family cheering me on felt weird.

In any case, with our placements now decided, I let out a quick sigh, relieved I wouldnt have to fight my sister this early on. If we had to fight, then it needed to be when the tournament was at its peak! At the finals, of course!

After everybody gave me a last supportive cheer, I left for the underground waiting room, where all the fighters would be waiting. Since the coliseum was a dungeon, it could morph its rooms to accommodate more participants. Yesterday, it was just a small place for resting, but today it should be around the size of a football stadium.

And the moment I entered this place, I couldnt help but feel the stares the other contestants were giving me. Nothing new, since I received them every time I visited an adventurer guild, but they made me feel that I was standing out like a sore thumb. Sadly, I felt more death stares than genuine curiosity. Inside this room of 232 participants, I couldnt really say if I could trust any of them.

Oooh, look at that, guys. Our dark horse has entered.

Arggh, shit! Better hide somewhere before she wipes me out

Hmm.

The reactions to my entry could be divided into those three categories reckless curiosity, genuine fear, and silent judgement. While the former two were easy enough to find and track with my hearing, it was harder to detect those who were giving me the silent treatment. Although the room was spacious, with the number of people inside, it was easy to bump into others.

I went into this room with as minimal giveaways as possible, only showing what I showed back at the testing match. Which were my glaive, Rajah, and my general appearance. I didnt bring in my white mage cape nor the catalyst I usually put inside my weapon to activate its scale-dust functions. Since I didnt know who the most prominent opponents were, I had to be careful to not divulge too much information.

They know my dragoon spearmanship, that I have a wind magic, and that I'm also a tamer. Since the announcer called me a dragonewt, you can easily see what my element is from my scales. They would expect me to be a fire mage or be able to spew fire. Hmmmmmm.

How can I win this by showing the least amount of tools while being as lazy as possible? Hmmm. Oh, wait, right, lets see

I activated my [Detection Sensor] as I, luckily, found a single chair against a wall. Sitting down, I focused my consciousness around the room, counting the numerous signals inside this place until I couldnt find anymore. It was loud as everybody spoke, roared, and shouted inside this closed room, making it hard to calm down. Also it didnt help how it smelled like fish, fried fat, and cheap booze in here.

162. 162 participants. Yeah, that was obvious. Same idea, huh?

People who could hide their presence were somewhere in here. In a battle royale, at least to my knowledge from playing those sorta games on Earth, it was best to not stand out too much. The champions team would be targeted after all, or in a competitive setting, the most favorable team to win it all would either be avoided or people would try to take them down.

Sis and I already failed in this department, but I could guess Fargryneill wouldnt mind it too much. And those skilled enough to hide their presence would do it here, too. Unfortunately for people who could detect them, it only made you more noticeable. Of the 231 other participants, 69 were trying to hide their presence. And from those, I managed to pinpoint about 57 of them.

Meaning, with a non-serious search, twelve people should be on my radar as they were either expert assassins or actually people I had to worry about. The higher the quality of their skills, the more threatening they were.

Hmm, okay, time to find them. Gotta appraise them before the match. Okay, one more

Oi, lass.

Hmm? A voice suddenly took me out of my small meditation.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

Thats my seat.

And here it was, the result of me forgetting to ask people if a seat was taken.

I looked up, noticing how a large shadow was cast over me. There, I saw a towering merfolk man with an appearance that could cause your heart to skip three beats. Not cause he was handsome or ugly, but cause he looked like something you would imagine if you thought of a deep-sea abyss monster.

Four round growing eyes drew my attention to his head and face. A hard shell grew from them, looking very much like a metal helmet if you didnt look closely and notice, for example, his head's carapace could twitch. Going down to his mouth, tentacles surrounded it like a beard as he wore something looking like a black oxygen mask, connected to what seemed like a heavily-fortified tank on his back.

Looking at his gills, maybe this was a water tank so he could breathe? The merfolk Id met before didnt need something like this, they could breathe on land. Nonetheless, seeing as the mask was not clear, I couldnt see what sort of mouth he had, but from the look of his jaw shape, it couldnt be anything normal.

The rest of his body was less alien to me, seeing as he covered it completely in metal armor with plenty of blue and black scales and other merfiend materials. However, you could still see openings in it to accommodate the flappy fins on his elbows, shoulders, and back. There was also a thick finned tail growing from his bottom.

Oh, lookie there, brudda! Lizard lass got her tail caught by that pirate hunter!

Shit, hahaha, sat in da wrong chair of dat monster.

A barbed double-edged spear with another edged part in between the tip and the shaft was strapped around his arm with a seaweed rope, while a one-handed viking axe was hanging loosely with a rope from his belt. And just like his armor, not only were they well-made, but they had runes and enchantments strengthening them.

No joke.

Shit! Oh, we getting a fight already?! Deepsea Ebony Chahayat against that lizard! Hey, hey! What rank are they, again?!

The announcer said rank C for the girl, right? Or was it rank B? Hey, any of ya mercs know the fishmans?

Ha? Dunno, but that Chahayat can sink pirate and smuggler ships all alone. Heard some rumor that he took down a demonkin ship all by himself. Stole some cargo from them fish sailors, and they hired him to do it for them.

But, regardless, it felt good. I felt at home again. The nostalgic smell of the forest entered my lungs as I shrugged off all the time I was stuck inside a city. I could finally hunt!

Welp, lets see how many I can take down before having to leave this place.

However, while I could see the three lights I caused vanish, several more suddenly appeared, signaling the success of various other fighters. The match had begun and nobody was willing to show mercy as they reaped through their rivals chances to win.

Regardless, whoever saw mine coming from the forest would know where I was. I didnt even need to [Taunt] for the flies to start coming in, greedy to take down a big game player. Whether they were strong or weak, they were like moths gathering around a fire.

Sadly, this forest had already crowned its apex predator, and I wasnt accepting house guests today.

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Monday, July 4, 2022 11:57:41 PM Germany [Member of Zard Skwad]

Bio: Hey there, AbyssRaven here. I'm just an avid Light Novel and Fantasy story reader who randomly thought of a story and began writing about it.

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