How Will He Respond?
At the same time, in the VIP viewing area of the arena, where the audience was growing larger by the minute, Jess sat there, looking down from above.
Kirsti was not by Jess's side.
There was not even a single guard beside him.
He sat there all alone, watching the scene below, until he suddenly sensed something and turned toward the entrance to the VIP viewing area.
There...
"Long time no see, Jess Vigert."
The speaker was a petite girl dressed in luxurious, priestess-like garments. She held a scepter and had long, straight golden hair that fell to her waist.
"You?"
Jess rarely showed surprise, but he did now.
He had never expected this person to appear here.
"Even if I'm the pope, am I not allowed to come watch the match?"
Anneroj said this expressionlessly.
The visitor was, of course, Anneroj.
No, it was not only Anneroj.
"Looks like you didn't expect us to come, Lord Jess."
Emily rarely showed such a mocking expression.
"We came without an invitation."
Chris spoke somewhat coldly.
"..."
Ripa was there as well, but said nothing. He merely stared at Jess in silence.
Accompanied by the three of them, Anneroj appeared there and stood before Jess.
"...I really didn't expect you to have the nerve to appear before me."
Jess narrowed his eyes, then spoke as though he did not care.
After all, Jess had always been plotting to take Anneroj's life, eliminate humanity's supreme ruler, and seize her position. Emily and Chris had also betrayed Jess and were consequently on the Humanoid Demon Scarabs' kill list, forcing them to hide in the underground city beneath the First Artificial Floating Island and avoid showing themselves openly.
Since he could not find Anneroj and the others, Jess had been unable