The Champion Wall was essentially just an exhibition hall, displaying portraits of every past Knight Competition champion, and it only opened to visitors during the Major Tournament. With the qualifiers currently underway, it was completely closed off to the outside world.
But to the Arbitration Council, it held another significance.
The Arbitration Council's most confidential records were stored beneath the Champion Wall's exhibition hall.
When Viviana entered the building, she was received by an elderly Pegasus with graying hair. His meticulously groomed beard was almost excessively thick, completely at odds with his drowsy-looking narrowed eyes.
"Mr. Demian." The young Elafian carefully displayed proper etiquette, making sure her overly large antlers would not poke him in the face.
"No need to stand on ceremony with me, Viviana. The Grandmaster is at the end of the Champion Wall. Hurry along; do not keep her waiting."
The elderly Pegasus merely nodded. His gaze lingered for a moment on the candle in Viviana's hand, then he turned and went to stand quietly at the entrance to the exhibition hall, as though he were waiting for someone besides Viviana.
Viviana politely nodded, adjusted her gait, and carefully passed through the doorway into the building.
The floor was paved in polished obsidian. Every step echoed through the empty corridor. New-style light tubes were embedded in the walls on both sides, while the Candle Knight's dim flame swayed gently in her hand, dyeing the surroundings in murky shadows.
Along one side of the corridor stood a massive wall stretching all the way to the ceiling. Inscribed upon it were the names and portraits of every knight commemorated there. Each had once been a legend in the history of Knight Competition, each had once stood atop the peak and received the admiration of countless people.
Her gaze paused