"He is Monster!" Said the man who looked to be in his early thirties, "There is no doubt about it," replied the middle-aged man beside him, "Those from Silverstone were right about him," said the women who looked to be in early forties.

"Has the higher-ups upgraded his designation?" Old man asked, "Yes, a few seconds ago, not our Organisation but other Supremes too did that; it won't be long before Pyramid does too," Middle-aged women replied.

"Does Riverfield Academy will again produce Shocking world monster they had produced thousands of years ago," Old man said with a sigh.

"Don't joke, old man; he may have repeated one deed as his shining predecessors," "Throughout of the years, many members of our organization have performed amazing deeds that her excellencies have performed in their time, but that does not make them Hawthorn or Roosevelt," The middle-aged women snapped at the old man.

The old man did not get angry at being snapped; he just lightly smiled at women, "I am getting quite a feeling from this young man, I am very sure we might get quite surprised from him," The old man.

The middle-aged woman wanted to snap at the old man again, but she held back. This old man's Inheritance is something special, it is battle Inheritance, but he was able to harvest an extremely Rare Deviner type move from it; through this move, he gets the feeling that most of the time.

It makes him a precious resource of their organization; usually, he stayed in the organization for his safety but came out during the important event. The Championship is an important event, and the old man had a feeling about it, saying something big will happen during the Championship.

"Old man, you must have read about the latest intelligence right, there is a whisper of them doing something in the Championship?" A middle-aged man asked.

"Snort, we are in the safest place in the world Claus; if Grimm Monsters are able to attack here, then we would not be safe anywhere," Said the women.

"Edna, don't forget Grimm Monster has struck the Pyramid in the past, they had not tried in few hundred years does not mean they will not try again and this time chances seemed high, seeing how whispers of Epoch War are coming from the Grimm Monsters," Middle-aged man name clause cautioned.

Edna wanted to reply, but she knew her colleague is right; there had been news of the Epoch War from the Grimm Monsters side, and she really hopes something like that does not happen.

There had been only two Epoch Wars since the invasion of the Grimm Monsters, and the death and destruction they brought each time is shuddering.

Whispers of them came at very centuries, and in their place, only small Wars happened, but these wars are also very dangerous.

She still remembers the last War, a hundred and ten years ago. She was mere a King that time, like these children who are fighting in rings, in the grand her she was nothing.

She remembers teleportation gates popping everywhere and airships of Grimm Monsters crowding every battlefield, dumpings millions of Grimm Monsters in a single day. She had fought in the War and lost family and friends; it still hurts whenever she remembers their faces.

"What do you think, Old Man, will there is any War?" I asked softly. The Old Man had high reach and privy to high-level intel them, not to forget he had Deviner type art.

The old man did not answer my question immediately; he gently touched the green ring he is wearing that produced field around them that even she barely able to sense.

"Yes, it is time for War to happened," "We usually have some small Wars every half-century, but for hundred and ten years, there was nothing excepts for big battles," Old man said.

"Chances are there will be War in this decade, and it will be bigger than the previous one," Old man said with a sigh. 

In the past few years, she had heard chances of War, and she desperately hopes there won't be any. She had seen the death and destruction it brought, and she did not wish her family to get implicated in it.

She had children and Grandchildren; she did not want to lose them as she did her parents and siblings during the War.

"No one wished the War Edna, but we have no choice but to fight one; losing it will mean extermination and enslavement of all the humans." The old man said with a sigh.

At every War, even at the smallest, millions of lives were lost. If Grimm Monsters could occupy more territory, then the loss is even greater; at last War, the Grimm Monsters were able to stretch their territories further.

Clap Clap Clap 

As I entered the box, I heard the claps from the fellow members of my academy; it had caught me quite off guard.

"Micheal, You have fought the good battle," Professor said, first time commenting anything about my battle. 

"Thank You, Professor," I said.

"You have perfect textbook style, it was a little insidious, but you did not reveal more than you had to," Professor Jenkins said.

"I will keep that in mind, Professor," I said. 

It may not look like it, but I did not reveal more strength than I had to. I was very careful of using my strength.

Now, there are two powerful opponents that have remained, one I can defeat using the same amount of strength I needed to defeat Samual, but one is very powerful, and I would need more than 'First Boost.' 

I had made a plan and fairly confident that I will be able to defeat that one without much showing my strength, but nothing could be said; my opponent could turn out to be a 'Monster' or some dark horse burst out with incredible strength.

The Championship is full of surprises, and I couldn't help but get excited just thinking about them