《Winter Sovereign》Chapter 57: Pass
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Lezner laughed as he gazed at the team that beated him.
"Well done. So those ice balls that drenched me weren't to tease me or provoke me but were actually you're key to victory."
"Of course not. I can't stand to see you showing off your body brazenly."
Seileen said.
"Hahaha, not a fan of muscles, eh?"
He laughed it off.
"Well, regardless, you've passed this trial. You may participate in the tournament preliminaries. Aside from you, there are 800 teams. So you guys will battle it out this time around to determine the winner."
"That many? So, 800 multiplied by 5 so 4000 participants?"
Aies calculated it.
"No, that's the least amount of members. It doesn't include the reserve members."
Luisa corrected her.
"Oh."
"Yep. That's right, lass. If including the reserve members, there are at least 5000-6000. The other teams have their main members and plenty of reserves you see."
Lezner explained.
"Well, that doesn't matter much. Let's celebrate first and have a good rest."
Lilia interjected.
"Yeah!"
"Whew..."
"Time for a good rest."
They bade the proctor farewell then left.
Back at the inn, Lilia's team began celebrating and eating.
"So, what's our plan for tomorrow?"
Luisa asked.
"Eh? Let's eat and rest first!"
Aies complained.
"We can't waste time. We were already quite late. We need to spend time efficiently."
Luisa said sternly.
"She's right. We should celebrate but we should at least know what we'll need to do first."
"For starters, let's gain information on when the tournaments starts in earnest and gain some intel on the other teams. There are some tough contenders here. Some are especially dangerous. We need to plan accordingly."
Seileen spoke.
"That's indeed correct. Regardless, this is neither the time or place here."
Lilia concluded the conversation early.
It wasn't the time to discuss this as they were in a public area.
They'll conclude it later in private.
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