"But we can only trust him, can't we?"
"..."
"Anyway, good luck. Give it everything you've got. If you can last even one turn, that counts as a win!"
"Uh... isn't that a bit exaggerated? Even against Dark, it's not like I have absolutely no chance. Lasting two or three turns... forget it, I'm heading up first."
Justin Wayne shook his head and stepped toward the Blue Duelist Platform.
As the two stepped out, the students watching from outside immediately began discussing them.
Dark Dimon aside, Justin Wayne was also a prominent figure among the Knight Academy's first-years. His upright character and sunny, healthy appearance made him easy to like. Unlike the more solitary Emma and Victor of the Knight Academy, he had gathered many supporters around him.
Given the perpetually hostile relationship between the Knight Academy and the Noble House, quite a few Knight Academy students in the audience hoped Justin Wayne could pull off an upset.
Naturally, the Noble House students only sneered at this, not believing Justin Wayne had the slightest chance of winning.
"It's been almost two months since Easter, right? Justin Wayne must have improved by leaps and bounds."
Dulong and Pistan murmured to each other.
But then they immediately added, "Of course, Dark has improved even faster!"
The most despairing thing about Dark Dimon was that not only was he stronger than you, he was also more hardworking.
The gap between the two sides would only keep widening with time—unless Dark Dimon reached a bottleneck and occasionally looked back at the scenery behind him.
While the spectators still had the spare energy to whisper among themselves, Justin Wayne's pressure had already maxed out as he climbed the steps to the duelist platform.
A faint sheen of sweat appeared on his temples due to the