At last, under the respectful guidance of several fully armored knights, Annie soon reached the highest point of Neverwinter's arena—the super-VIP room, which overlooked the entire enormous arena and could also use magic indoors to monitor the live match. There, she successfully drew the curious and slightly obsequious gazes of the lords, wealthy merchants, and nobles from Neverwinter, Bode's Gate, Waterdeep, and other regions.
After all, someone generous enough to make them envious—even an unknown little girl—was more than worthy of their respect or flattery.
"Wow!"
"Look who's here?"
The moment Annie entered, Volo spread his arms and hurried over with a sycophantic grin.
"Welcome!"
"Welcome, Your Majesty, Queen of the Firelands!"
Clearly, he had already heard about Annie's huge wager at the betting station. Thus, beneath his surprise, ingratiating smile, and feigned welcome, he could not help repeatedly sweeping her with a suspicious gaze.
However, when he saw the strange magical bear beneath Annie, he tactfully stopped and did not dare approach her to perform any actions he considered intimate or ingratiating.
To be honest, Volo clearly did not believe that some random person who appeared out of nowhere could call herself a queen—especially when she had no attendant, servant, or guard. However, given that she seemed to possess some wondrous abilities, had a magical puppet, and, most importantly, had produced that enormous gold nugget at the betting station, he naturally stopped questioning her identity.
In fact, let alone a queen—even if she claimed to be a goddess, Volo absolutely would not raise any objection, solely for the sake of that huge gold nugget!
"Welcome to the Sunfire Tournament here in Neverwinter!"
"I'm the city lord, Volo."
"Of course, you only need to treat me as an ordinary elder?"
Volo then introduced himself with a hearty laugh.
He had