The many job-changers around them found the staff member's words quite reasonable when they heard them.
Saying this duel would end in half a minute was already an exaggeration.
It might be over in less than five seconds after it began.
Two level-700 powerhouses against one level-420 weakling.
And that weakling was from the weakest race of all—the human race.
It really seemed obvious what the outcome would be without even thinking about it.
"Fine, fine, then we'll just wait for them to come out on their own."
"There really isn't anything worth watching. If I'd known, I wouldn't have followed them here."
"Didn't you notice that Hylier and Dota didn't even come along?"
"Let's go, let's go. Back we go..."
The job-changers all shook their heads and sighed as they left the arena.
Come to think of it...
They should not have come in the first place.
What a waste of time. They might as well return to the banquet hall to eat and drink to their heart's content.
Dorothea and Shana exchanged a glance, then both nodded gently.
Dorothea said to a servant standing beside her, "If this human somehow survives this duel, transfer two hundred thousand Sacred Coins to him as compensation."
Two hundred thousand Sacred Coins was already no small sum in the Upper Realm.
After all, this human had become a target of public criticism because of her. Dorothea could only compensate him in this way.
That was, provided he could survive this duel.
After all, the rules of this match were modeled after the trial tournament.
If those two level-700 Rabbitfolk went all out and even destroyed the human's origin spirit body, there would be nothing she could do.
More than anything, she could not understand why this human had dared to accept such