...Lin Luo hugged his famed blade and rested against the wall.
After an unknown amount of time, Melina gently nudged Lin Luo twice.
"Yawn..."
Lin Luo groggily opened his eyes, stretched, yawned, and got to his feet.
In such a tense, battle-ready scene, someone was actually sleeping—and even yawning. And that yawn was so loud!
Was he looking down on them? Or looking down on General Radahn?
A hint of disdain filled everyone's eyes. They shook their heads and looked away from Lin Luo.
Lin Luo could not be bothered with their stares. To put it bluntly, most of these people were nothing more than cannon fodder. Clinging to a sliver of luck, they all believed they would be the one to defeat Radahn, as if victory would be impossible without them. It was nothing but a fool's dream.
Later, he would let them charge ahead and watch Radahn's meteors shatter their dreams.
Jerren stood atop Redmane Castle, wrapped in a burlap cloak. With that great bushy beard of his, no one could see his expression.
"Heroes from every land..."
"The Warrior's Festival has begun. Go, hunt Radahn—the strongest demigod, the Starscourge!"
"You all have a chance—only truly powerful heroes may claim that supreme Great Rune!"
Jerren raised both hands, his voice impassioned.
"Now then, warriors, raise the swords in your hands and march toward your goal!"
As Jerren's final words fell, the crowd immediately erupted.
After all, everyone wanted to become the one who conquered a legend.
The crowd surged toward the top of the castle and descended by lift. They looked impatient to go die... no, to challenge Radahn.
"Lin Luo, aren't you going?"
Seeing that Lin Luo still had no intention of moving, Blaidd asked in confusion.
"No rush."
Lin Luo yawned.
"I can't be bothered to