Dark had deliberately looked for them, but he had found neither Charles nor Eliza's names.
This World Cup allowed participants to compete under aliases.
Registration was divided into "nicknames" and "real names." This was meant to accommodate contestants who needed to conceal their true identities. But since they would still be appearing before the cameras, what was the point of hiding their identities at all?
"Don't you agree, Miss Eliza?"
Dark expressionlessly looked toward the Eldest Princess, who was skipping out of Alliance Cottage.
The Eldest Princess held a cheering fan bearing a chibi portrait of Dark Demon in her left hand and a shattered Gold Card of "DemiDevimon" in her right. Her expression froze for an instant, but she quickly put on a stern face and said, "Call me Sister Inisha!"
"If they'd had a Blue-Eyes White Dragon, I never would've bought DemiDevimon. It's just a shattered Gold Card. What are you so smug about?"
"Watch your language!"
A couple emerged from Alliance Cottage holding a child's hands.
"Dark Demon, Kindred Spirits"
"Alright, Inisha, why are you here?"
Dark could not help glancing at the Eldest Princess's left arm. She was not wearing a Duel Disk.
He had learned in advance that both the Eldest Princess and the Eldest Prince had registered for the World Cup. Supposedly, the old king had rekindled his enthusiasm for educating his children and wanted to turn them into gods.
The Eldest Princess had originally been an outstanding graduate of Saint Marian Academy, so it was only natural that great expectations had been placed upon her.
The Eldest Prince, however, was comparatively ordinary. If he had not obtained the "Emperor" destiny through the Noble House's hidden trial, his achievements would inevitably have been limited.
His only goal had been to inherit the throne,