"Is that so? I think I might try that. One coin of nothing, after all. And a hundred coins will be sweet."
"Huh? Don't tell me you'll be betting on them going past the second round?"
"Yeah. I might as well take the risk. As I said, one coin is worth it. If I win, I'll be rich. Moreover, I'm sure they won't be faced with the Noble Lords in the first two rounds."
Even though most of the spectators had no faith in the foreigners, the high odds of betting on them made quite a lot of them bet on foreigners.
While most people bet on them being able to pass the first round, there were also a few who bet on them being able to pass the second round.
Moreover, there was one person in the place who went as far as to bet on them being able to reach finals rounds. Furthermore, that person didn't bet only one coin.
"Ah, Sir. Are you sure you want to bet so much on the foreigners?" The person handling the betting stall asked the bearded man.
"Hahaha, I am. You can just say that I have a hunch," The old man replied, laughing. He received his betting slip and went back to his seat.
"Man, the old man seems crazy. Betting so much on the foreigners and that too on them reaching finals? He's going to lose big," The man on the stall muttered, sighing as he watched the old man leave, wondering who the old man actually was.
…
The chatter in the stands continued for a long time, only getting louder with time until it suddenly went silent.
Pin drop silence spread everywhere as all the spectators stood up in respect. The Nobles and the Noble Lords also stood up as the Queen had arrived in the arena.
Seeing everyone else stand up, Salazar and his team members also stood up as they didn't want to stand out.
Milena was dressed in a beautiful black gown that came down to her ankles. A beautiful black robe rested on her shoulder, which had the Divine Empire symbol engraved on it in blood-red color.
A young white-haired man was following Milena closely behind, who was none other than Sirius. He looked calm and serene like he always did. He was donning a white cloak on his back which went along with the white shirt and white pants he wore.
Milena's gaze roamed over the citizens that were in the Colosseum. Her gaze seemed ordinary, as if she was just trying to see how many people were there, but that simple gaze was enough to make the people she glanced at shiver.
Her gaze soon landed on Heath, who remembered being choked by Milena. He started looking down. Next, her gaze moved over to Caen, who didn't back off. Caen looked straight into Milena's eyes as if showing he wasn't scared.
He had faced the cruel torture from Varant. He already had a fierce mindset that wasn't scared of such measly things.
A hint of a smirk formed on Milena's lips as she moved over to the next person, who was none other than Salazar.
As a Warlock King of Elisium, Salazar was even a harder nut to crack. Milena's smirk changed to a smile as she watched Salazar.
She stopped looking at them and walked towards her Throne.
"Did you notice that?" Salazar asked, frowning.
"Notice what?" Heath asked.
"She looked at us, but she wasn't surprised by the absence of Lucifer. It's as if she knew he wasn't going to be here," Caen let out. He understood what Salazar was talking about. He had also noticed that odd thing.
"Does that mean she knows his whereabouts?" Heath asked, frowning.
"It does seem that way. At this point, I'm a hundred percent sure that she knows something. Let's see what Arthur's can find out," Salazar responded, frowning.
Now they knew where they could get their answers from. It was just a matter of time.
"If Arthur can tell us about it, we won't have to try the hard way. But if he can't, then we should be prepared for what's to come," he further added.
Milena reached her throne to be greeted by the Noble Lords. She nodded as she turned around and sat on her throne.
"You may sit!" She declared in her calm tone. Even though she didn't yell her words, everyone in the stands was able to hear her, including the people who were sitting in the last row.
The Noble Lords also sat down behind her.
There were thirty seats behind Milena, but only five of those thirty were in the first row. Another twenty-five were in the second row, highlighting the position of the top five Noble Lords.
The top five Noble Lords were known as the High Lords, even amongst the Noble Lords. There wasn't any ranking in the High Lords as all five of them were considered equal.
Still, Sirius was the closest to Milena, so he was considered the most important High Lord. After him came Arthur and Feronia.
Another of the High Lords was a green-haired man who was the tallest of them all. He was seven feet tall and known as Draven.
As for the fifth, it was a dark-haired woman known as Aira who actually looked like she wasn't a single year older than sixteen, but she was actually in the mid twenties.
Of the five seats behind the throne, the middle seat was taken by Sirius. The left side of him was taken by Feronia. The right was taken by Arthur. As for the other two, they were taken by Aira and Draven.
"Is everything ready?" Milena asked.
"Everything is ready, Your Majesty. We can start as soon as you wish," Feronia answered.
"Good. You can start then." Milena nodded.
"Start the tournament!" Feronia called out to her men, who were the organizers of the event.
A chubby man stepped to the middle of the arena, carrying a loudspeaker in his hand.
"According to the wishes of Her Majesty, we are going to start our annual Divine tournament! Even though most of you may already know the rules, I need to repeat them again since we have many newcomers this time!" The man let out, glancing at Salazar and his team.
"There are going to be only four rounds! And the fourth round will be the final round! The person who comes out victorious in that round shall be granted a special reward by Her Majesty!"
"And one more thing! If you die in the tournament, only you'll be responsible for your death! Killing is legal in the battles, so if you don't want to die, you should surrender on time!"
"But for that, you must know the rules of surrender as well!"
