The Phoenix Star Martial Festival, day two.
Today, Asterisk, the Duel City, was still packed with people everywhere because of the Star Martial Festival.
The streets were crammed with a sea of people. Cafés, restaurants, cold drink shops, snack stalls, and every other establishment facing the streets were overflowing with customers. Many people had even stopped wherever they were and opened Spatial Windows to watch the live broadcast on the spot, leaving the entire City District so congested that even walking was difficult.
"I-I can't go on, Senpai."
Toudou Kirin, walking beside him, seemed to be on the verge of burning out. Her entire body swayed as though she might collapse at any moment.
It couldn't be helped. The crowd had been far too dense all the way here, and it was summer vacation. Asterisk as a whole was in the height of summer. The sun hung high above the artificial crater lake, its fierce rays beating down upon the hexagram-shaped Duel City. The heat was absolutely comparable to the Hot Wind released by the Black Furnace Magic Sword, leaving Toudou Kirin drenched in sweat, her small face bright red.
That alone would have been one thing, but the key issue was that they were no longer nobodies. They were the Phoenix Star Martial Festival championship candidates with the highest online support and popularity.
Of the tourists who had come to Asterisk, at least eighty percent had come specifically for the Phoenix Star Martial Festival. As a result, many had already seen Azer and Toudou Kirin's faces and knew who they were.
Under such circumstances, Azer and Toudou Kirin stepping out onto the streets was practically like world-class football stars walking down the road. The commotion they caused was no small matter.
Thus, along the way, Azer and Toudou Kirin