Velin stepped aside, giving the stage to the twelve Moon Mark Knights and twelve Ice Warriors.
The two sides exchanged glances, each seeing fighting spirit in the other's eyes.
As outstanding members of the Knight Order, although they were not as exceptional as those Moon Mark Knights destined to inherit the Will, they were by no means weak.
The Ice Warriors likewise possessed their own pride. As warriors capable of answering the ancestral covenant, they were the leaders and guardians of their respective tribes.
"Saintess Ishtarana, would you be interested in making a bet?" Velin turned to the holy saintess beside him and asked quietly.
Upon hearing this, Saintess Ishtarana turned to Velin. After pondering for a few seconds, she said, "Moon Knight, how would you like to bet?"
"How about one high-grade Magic Crystal?" Velin replied. "I do not like real gambling, but I do enjoy a little entertainment."
"I agree."
Saintess Ishtarana raised her hand, and a high-grade Magic Crystal appeared in her palm. She then handed it to Velin as a stake.
Seeing this, Velin immediately took a high-grade Magic Crystal from his Space Ring and placed it together with the one Saintess Ishtarana had offered.
Several vines grew from the ground.
One had its tip woven into a platform, holding the two high-grade Magic Crystals being used as stakes.
The others intertwined, forming two seats.
"Please, sit." Velin extended a hand in invitation to Saintess Ishtarana.
After quietly thanking him, Saintess Ishtarana sat down.
"Which side do you choose?"
"I choose a draw." A faint smile appeared on Saintess Ishtarana's face as she answered.
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed through Velin's eyes. He had not expected her to make such a choice.
"Then I choose the Ice Warriors to win."
As time passed, both