"Shocking news! The mysterious contestant has revealed his true face, and he's actually a middle-aged man...
Wait! Ladies and gentlemen, we've just received an important message from backstage. This man is Selad, leader of the military organization known as the Tiniara Restoration Army within the northern Tribal Alliance!
During the previous war, he repeatedly invaded and harassed the northern frontier, and even caused the deaths of several mages of the Mage Legion!"
The host's announcement sent the audience into another uproar.
"I've heard of him. He's supposed to be a terrifying guy!"
"Guards! Where are the guards? Why aren't they arresting him?"
"Someone like that couldn't possibly have come here just to play cards. Is he planning an attack?"
"What are the tournament organizers doing? How could they let something this serious slip through?"
Listening to the uproar, Selad raised his chin slightly and surveyed his surroundings with contempt.
A strange black-and-red aura swirled around him, radiating an intense sense of foreboding when viewed through Arcane Eye.
The organizing committee did not suspend the match. Instead, they urged the host to continue.
Slightly taken aback, the host had no choice but to introduce his opponent.
"Facing him is contestant Domuan from the East Lainer Mage Tower. Domuan is an Elite Apprentice from the tower's twenty-ninth class, a junior to Diego and his classmates. Both talented and virtuous, he is well loved by his teachers and fellow students.
Can you hear the roar of the crowd? Those are his friends and classmates cheering him on..."
While the host made his introduction, Roland appeared in a VIP room in one corner of the venue.
Inside this secluded private box, several large sofas were arranged in a triangle facing a thick glass wall, creating a viewing space much like a theater with an