Three days flew by as countless people waited eagerly.
For Wite City, those three days were a nonstop celebration.
The atmosphere in the city grew more feverish with each passing day.
It was like an enormous volcano on the verge of eruption, gathering enough energy to shake heaven and earth.
Countless adventurers, mercenaries, knights, and powerful fighters came from every corner of the Dragon King Kingdom,
and even from distant countries, pouring into this martial city like rivers flowing into the sea.
Every inn had a "No vacancies" sign hanging outside.
Every tavern rang with noise all night, from dusk until dawn.
They were filled with boasting, brawls, and the aroma of ale.
By comparison, the Saviors kept an unusually low profile, each member busy with their own tasks.
They were making their final preparations for the coming storm.
Keith made full use of the considerable sum he had won at the casino,
as well as his exceptional social skills, which could put anyone at ease.
In just two days, he miraculously established the beginnings of an intelligence network.
For the High-Level Group of this Dragon King Martial Arts Tournament,
he compiled detailed profiles of every long-established competitor worth watching.
He neatly organized them and delivered them to Alice and Elinalise.
Although Keith was always saying, "What a pain," and "Why do I have to do this?"
his actions told another story as he went off to help gather information.
Keith was a pretty decent guy.
Of course, as for Alice's copy...
Alice immediately handed it to Cui Ciyou.
Lady Alice had never been fond of reading.
As for Keith's intelligence-gathering work,
Cui Ciyou could only marvel:
As expected of the all-round S-Rank adventurer from the original story, even if he couldn't fight.
The original story said that Keith had