Book 5: Chapter 40: Almost Time

Book 5: Chapter 40: Almost Time

Scarlet

Eventually they finally stop staring when Amelia opens her mouth and says, We dont have time for this. Which snaps them all out of the funk they were in. Do you know whats going to happen?

I blink before tilting my head slightly and answering, A tournament?

The corner of her mouth quirks slightly at that, showing her amusement. But she answers seriously despite that, Yes, but do you know how itll be handled?

Nope, I answer honestly with a shrug.

Amelia nods her head as if expecting that before looking around us at the rather large gathering of humans and demons floating in the air. Then at the even larger gathering of humans in the capital city.

Lets go somewhere else for this, she finally says after turning her gaze back to me and snapping her fingers, making a bright white shine out from her.

This time, unlike the other times Ive teleported with her, I can actually sense in a manner what she is doing. And unlike before, the white light doesnt manage to teleport me, instead vanishing the moment it touches my makeshift Red Plague armor. With my blood devouring the mana in her skill. Which ends up leaving me still floating where I am while Amelia is nowhere to be found.

Well, this is awkward.

That it is, Tar comments.

Then silence fills the area for a little bit.

Come to think of it, I havent gotten around to checking my new skills. I should do that after she explains everything about how the tournament will work.

Sounds like a plan, Tar says right as Amelia reappears in front of me and everyone else with a slight blush on her face.

Which kind of makes me wonder whatll happen now that the war is over. But thats not important right now.

Each competition gives points for first, second, and third place, with a flat number of points given out for how well the competitor did in the competition. The various competitions also give multipliers based on various aspects, such as the competitors age, their level difference compared to the average level in the competition in question, their Class, and so on. Amelia continues, making me understand that this competition wont just be a straightforward fight. Its set up so that the weaker competitors can compete as well. The tournament will be open for anyone with a contracted fae to spectate in person simply by tagging along with their fae to go see the competition, and itll also be broadcast on large screens high in the sky for people on Tartarus and Earth to spectate if they wish. But most importantly, competitors cant return to Earth or Tartarus until after the tournament is completely over. And the tournament will last a couple months, depending on how long each of the competitions end up taking.

Oh, wow. Its also going to take longer than I thought it would.

Wait, is that why King Oberon waited for after the war ended to start this? Or was that a coincidence?

No, he waited for the war to end so that the tournament wont have the war hanging over everyones heads while theyre competing, Tar answers while stretching slightly in my lap.

That was nice of him.

Come to think of it, the last tournament I competed in it was back in my first year at the university. A university I havent attended a single class at since.

Yet somehow I managed to graduate. Rather amusing.

Tar snorts at that.

I meet Amelias eyes as she adds, Oh, and the Demon King will be watching with the Fae King.

Oh, cool. Guess I can see gramps again.

A smile stretches across my face as I think about the tournament.

This might be fun.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.