Solam swaggered away, leaving chicken feathers scattered everywhere. The young knights who had been brimming with confidence and ambition stared blankly at the wreckage before them. They had once been so proud, believing themselves to be heaven's chosen, as if the whole world would fall into their hands.
But after Solam's little display, they truly understood what a gap was. Solam had not even acted personally, yet he had nearly killed those thirteen seeded contestants. According to the information they had received, Solam was not much older than them—only around twenty. How were they supposed to live with that?
However, they were not the most depressed people there. Yetana was. The Knight Champion Tournament had always been the Duchy of Toussaint's calling card. After Solam's stunt, this year's tournament was thoroughly ruined. Everyone here would remember Solam; who would still care about those tournament seeds who had been scared shitless by him?
As both the organizer and Toussaint's ruler, there was no way Yetana could look pleased.
Seeing all this, Sokya could only sigh again. His junior had caused trouble, and as the elder, he had to clean up after him. So he stepped forward personally to soothe the knights, while also announcing that he would remain at the venue throughout the tournament and personally instruct every participant.
What knight would refuse instruction from a high-ranking legendary paladin whose reputation was at its peak? Many people could spend their entire lives without ever receiving such an opportunity. In an instant, the previously dejected atmosphere became fervent beyond measure.
Yetana was also very satisfied. After all, a high-ranking legendary knight was willing to lower himself and help build momentum for the Knight Champion Tournament. As the ruler of the host nation, it reflected greatly on her!
"I didn't expect you