Askar and bill were making their final preparations at the place reserved for the participants. Armor checked. The swords were checked, both seemed ready.

“You have memorized what to say after you win, right?” Mefzar said.

The purpose of participating in the tournament was to ensure that the coffee was heard by everyone who came to watch.

"If they can win, of course," said Darkis sarcastically.

Only people below level 30 could participate in the tournament. Bill and Askar had also earned Levels that hadn't been idle since meeting Arthur. Askar was level 27 and Bill was level 24.

“Please all participants enter the Arena, after the City rulers have spoken, the Fights will begin.” said one of the Young Avian tournament officials.

Bill and Askar also headed towards the arena with the other participants. Mefzar and Darkis also left to go to the Tribunes.

When all the participants gathered in the middle of the arena, a shout broke out in the arena of 5 thousand people. Participants waved to the stands, and this year's tournament organizer, one of the Aster kingdom officials, took the podium in the VIP area.

The entire arena fell silent to listen to what the middle-aged man had to say on the stand.

The man cleared his throat and began to speak. His voice spread throughout the arena. If Arthur wasn't working at the stand. He was already starting to ask dozens of questions about how he did it.

“Hello, residents of manumit We are gathered here today for the traditional Manumit winter tournament. First of all, I want to welcome you all. All of you…” The authority dragged the conversation longer and longer. Eventually, he'll realize that he's talking too much.

“--Let the winter tournament begin.” he finished by saying.

The crowd burst into a roar of applause. And the participants returned to their assigned section: Bill and Askar's fights were in the 2nd-row fights. And it was half an hour later.

Mefzar and Darkis saw Lady Elise and started to climb the stairs to get to them. Lady Elise was at the top of the Arena.

“Hi, Lady Elise,” said Darkis.

“Have you seen Arthur?”

“I'm looking at him now.” She said while pointing her hand down.

Mefzar and Darkis went up to the end and looked down.

The Coffee stand was surrounded by people of different races. Arthur was trying to get them in line.

“I think the plan will work,” said Darkis, seeing the crowd below.

“Let's see if Bill and Askar's shouts will be as effective as Arthur said,” Mefzar said.

They sat with Lady Elise and waited for Askar and Bill's matches.

Before long it was Bill's turn. He's on the podium and waiting for the referee to say start. The act of killing was prohibited in the tournament. This rule was established in the early years of the tournament, after a few deaths.

Bill wielded a long two-handed axe, while his opponent was a human, wielding Sword and shield. The referee looked at both of them and nodded.

“Fight,” he said when he had decided that both warriors were ready to begin.

Bill attacked his opponent like a raging bull seeing a red cloak. His opponent did not expect such an attack, so he immediately took a defensive position. A gap formed in his shield as Bill swung his two-handed axe. In order not to miss his opponent's mistake, Bill landed a solid kick in the chest. The man fell to the ground, dropping the sword from his hand. The man was out of breath. When he saw Bill coming towards him, he raised his hand and announced his surrender.

Spectators were stunned as they did not think that the first encounters would start so quickly. But they got over their amazement and started shouting and applauding Bill.

Normally, after the audience's reaction to this unexpected victory was over, Bill had to return to the section reserved for the contestants. But Bill stood where he was. The referee of the match was also surprised by this event.

“Have you tried the new drink of the Red Roses guild? If you haven't tried it, you can try it for free at the south gate of the arena. You heard right, it's free.” Bill walked from the sandy arena to the section reserved for the competitions, with a bit of pride in doing what was asked of him and a little nervous about making this world's first official advertisement.

The audience was surprised at how they would react to the event. Why is a warrior talking about a guild's product after defeating his opponent?

He left the silence in which he was buried in the arena to a hum of conversations. Those who tried the coffee before coming to the arena were telling their friends about the coffee they got for free.

Lady elise and Mefzar and darkis were watching the event.

“I think Arthur's idea worked again.” ' he said, frowning seriously.

Lady elise and daris shook their heads. He even saw some viewers leave the arena to try the free coffee.

Next was Askar's fight. Askar walked slowly to the podium from the place reserved for the fights. His opponent was a dwarf carrying a hammer bigger than his neck. The dwarf's upper body was so developed that he had no trouble swinging the heavy hammer in his hand.

When the referee started the match, there were no sudden movements like a bill match. Askar confidently and slowly approached his opponent, but the dwarf didn't seem to have any intention of waiting for Askar.

The dwarf swung a heavy sledgehammer towards the Askar. Askar slid to the right and parried the incoming attack. But it was clear from his next attack that the dwarf had no plans to stop.

Instead of directly meeting the heavy blow, Askar was directing the hammer sideways. It had turned into a rally. Arthur had never seen the Askar be so proficient in sword fighting if he had seen his current state, his mouth would have dropped open. The sandy ground of the arena had turned into a dance floor for Askar.

This rally left the heavy hammer-wielding dwarf gasping. Askar realized it was his turn to attack, and he rushed towards the dwarf to attack.

The dwarf tried to block the incessant blows, both by stepping back and with the hammer as much as possible. But the rally just before had tired him out and the Askar hadn't given him a chance to rest.

While reversing, the foot tripped and fell on his back.

The dwarf couldn't stand the last

"You won, okay buddy stop"

It ended completely differently from Bill's fight. Bill's fight was over like lightning. Askar's was like a brisk dance. After the fight was over, Askar returned to the audience like Bill.

“Didn't you try the Red Roses new product, coffee? what a shame. It is distributed for free outside the arena. If you are not quick, it may run out,” he said.

This time, the people in the arena were very curious. Why were the tournament participants shouting that something was given out for free? And if they didn't act quickly, it could be over. Most people were planning to watch the matches a little more after Bill yelled and go that way. As Askar left the arena with a smile, there was a movement in the arena as well. Before long, 25 percent of the arena was up from their seats and moving to get out.

Before long, Askar and bill were climbing the arena stairs to join the rest of the team and Lady Elis.

“So how was it?” said Bill.

“Looks like it worked,” said Mefzar, pointing to the stand below.

When Bill looked at the place shown, he saw hundreds of people waiting in line around the stadium where Arthur was located.

"Let's see if this Promotion thing is really going as Arthur says," said Bill.

“I'm not entirely sure, but as a trader, I can say that Arthur's plan was ingenious. I can't believe he doesn't own a big guild. If he opens a guild in Manumit, I think it won't even take a year for him to grow and pass red roses.”

Lady Elise's words had a great impact on the team. And they knew something else about Arthur that Lady Elise didn't. It was his big secret and that got them pretty excited about the city building plan ahead of them.

“Since today's matches are over, let's join Arthur, I think he needs help,” Mefzar said.

They laughed at Arthur's attempt to control the crowd, and they began to descend the stairs to leave the arena.

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Manumit had surrendered to the dusk. It didn't make much sense to wander the streets at night. For this reason, the streets were not much of the crowd and joy of the daytime. People usually retire to an inn at this hour and go to sleep after drinking a little. But one inn is a little different from this situation. Old mike's inn was filled with joy and laughter.

Arthur had distributed all the 2 hors coffees left by the evening. And they had come to the inn to celebrate.

“Two Hors has already been sold, for 400 gold,” said lady Elise.

“We're going to be rich!” Askar shouted, obviously a little drunk.

“This coffee is being talked about in all the inns of Manumit right now,” said Mike, who had come to serve the drinks.

“I talked to the inn owners towards the evening. All the inn owners want this coffee, can you spare me some, right?” he said jokingly.

“Of course, our old friend, there is always room for you on the list,” said Mefzar.

“So you guys will continue to participate in the tournament tomorrow?” said Arthur.

“Nah, I can't fight for 50 gold anymore, man. I'm rich now," said Askar

“It's not all about the money, don't you want to experience that excitement in the arena again,” said Bill, obviously looking forward to attending.

he said "nope"

The team burst into laughter. Rook had gotten used to it in the past week. He still didn't talk much. But he was laughing with the whole team.