The Major League chairman overseeing this Magic Combat Tournament suddenly took an interest in the First-Ring matches and chuckled. "What an interesting youngster. I never expected Golden Crown Mountain to have such an entertaining researcher. He's Witch Catherine's student, isn't he?"
"It's hard to believe a witch as serious as Catherine could raise a wizard with that sort of personality."
The director of the First-Ring league, Fischer Wizard of the Elder Council, and Kraft Roosevelt of the Inspection Deacon Clan all gave the Major League chairman puzzled looks.
The Cloud Marsh Wetland's Magic Combat Tournament was divided into the Minor League and the Major League. For this competition, Golden Crown Mountain had invited the League Committee to act as joint organizers, ensuring the tournament's fairness and making it part of the Minor League.
This strengthened its commercial aspect.
Only wizard fighters who distinguished themselves in the Minor League could advance to the truly commercialized, premier competition of the Land of Three Marshes—the Magic Combat Tournament's Major League!
The Magic Combat Tournament's League Committee had two Third-Ring Major League chairmen.
One was the middle-aged wizard standing before them, with a lock of white hair hanging over his forehead.
But no one understood why Franklin, who was normally quite serious, had suddenly taken an interest in a First-Ring Wizard.
Roosevelt said unhappily, "Yes, that boy did get lucky and beat my student."
"But there's nothing remarkable about that."
"It's only the second day of the Sports Festival. My student simply didn't want to go all out."
Franklin, the Major League chairman, smiled. "No, no, that's not what I mean."
Using a Lingzhi Magic Plant, Franklin brought up the Arthas interface. "Look at this... I rarely see a wizard use his matches as a sales platform. This youngster really is fascinating."
Kraft Roosevelt