Jia Xiu said the Radiant Knight had a hole in his hand, and the world seemed to fall silent.
Jacob and his teammates fell silent.
The commentators fell silent.
The stands fell silent.
Even Ram hovered there in silence. He hadn't actually understood the point of Jia Xiu's hellish joke. The most complicated humor he could handle was children's picture books, and this was a little beyond his level.
As for why he had gone quiet, he'd mainly noticed that everyone else had suddenly fallen silent, so he'd muted himself too.
Doing everything possible to fit in was how a strange-looking oddball survived in this hostile world.
Everyone caught on, and they had Jia Xiu to "thank" for it. After he'd held a little quiz on the Radiant Knight's Guidance spell on the first day, plenty of people had gotten curious and looked things up or asked around.
Who exactly was the Radiant Knight?
Along the way, they'd learned plenty of little stories about the Radiant Knight's history.
Even during lulls when no battles were taking place, the commentators had thoughtfully offered little lessons about the Radiant Knight.
As a result, most of the spectators there knew the story of how the Radiant Knight had been nailed to death.
It was Justina's most famous deed. After she was bestowed demigodhood, she never accomplished anything else worth passing down.
In the end, it was still her "spectacular" death that made her worthy of being canonized as an example.
The people in the stands could now be roughly divided into two groups.
Those who believed in Holy Light were briefly stunned, then their anger began to soar.
They started hurling every kind of vile insult at Jia Xiu and trying to file complaints with the tournament organizers. They demanded that this blasphemous,