As one of the previous judges, Knight Sabel had naturally dealt with Leon before. Though he did not know where Tulas had found Leon, he had to admit that Leon was skilled.
Moreover, Leon was humble. Though Tulas had brought him here, he did not possess Tulas's flamboyant temperament. Sabel had even instructed Leon in some combat techniques before.
All in all, Sabel thought highly of Leon.
Now Tulas had brought two more people. He could accept Leon, but what were these two strangers who had suddenly appeared?
Sabel thought to himself that if they were merely spectators, then fine. But if Tulas wanted them to serve as judges too, they would at least have to weigh their own strength first.
As Sabel pondered this, Leon had already led Angel and Sanders to the judging area at the front.
The judging area was right beside the arena and had been specially raised, allowing a clear view of every movement on the stage.
At present, only one person sat in the judging area: a woman in a lavish long dress embroidered with gold.
This woman dressed as a noblewoman was Meng Lu, the current City Lord of Firstheart City.
Tulas paid Meng Lu no mind. Instead, he began arranging the seats with exceptional caution and respect. If it had only been Angel, Tulas understood Angel's personality well enough to know that he did not care about such formalities, and he would probably have handled it carelessly. But this time, Angel's mentor was here as well... Though Tulas did not know much about Sanders, during his time at the Church of the Dead, Angel had shown him a roster of famous figures in the present-day Wizarding World. The description of Sanders had deeply shaken him.
The War God of the Southern Region!