《Author sent into his own story, now what do I do?》Chapter 7- Tournament
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Turning my head around.
[Oh hey Lucia]
Lucia in a angry tone [Where did you go anyway, you teleport away from here than suddently I felt a huge aura that change the surroundings and how things look]
(Oh jeez now what do I do with this girl)
[Oh me I just defeated the Demon Lord, and that aura was from me showing off towards Liscia]
Lucia [Huh...What did you say!]
[You don't believe me]
Liscia came back
Liscia [Here is your SSS+ card]
[That was fast]
I took the card and put it in my storage.
Lucia [SSS+]
[Please explain it to her]
Lisica [Ummm... she is your problem]
(Oh, great)
I sigh [Oh boy, where do I start with]
Lucia [You better explain it to me in full detail or else]
[Surrrreeeee] *in a sarcastic tone*
Lucia got anrgy at me and her face is kind of red while I turn away from her. Lucia then got in front of me and I just realize that she is not wearing that armor of her. Instead she is wearing a blue looking shirt, white skirt and black stockings that seem to come out of an anime.
(I guess I go take a walk)
[I tell you about it when we are walking ok so show me the place around town please]
While we are walking around I explain somewhat of what I did but she didn't exactly have a look on her face that believe me.
(She doesn't exactly believe me)
Lucia [That seems to be a lie since you didn't show your power yet...So don't judge if people don't believe you]
[Whatever, I just show them my true power]
Lucia [How]
(How, yea that is a good question)
[Ummm]
I am scratching my head while looking behind me and sees a poster on a wall.
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[How about this]
I rip the poster of the wall and show it to Lucia.
Lucia [You mean that tournament, almost everybody that is strong will come to the Grand tournament that will be happening to be tomorrow]
[That will be a great way to test the strength of the other people]
Lucia looks at me with a questionable face.
[What are thinking about]
Lucia [Ummm...I was just thinking about who will be the winner because not just adventurers are attending but gods, heroes and other people too]
[I see, umm.. this will be fun]
Lucia [Just don't underestimate the other people, you will regret it]
[Sure sure, lets just sign up for tomorrow]
I walk across the city towards the arena to sign my name up. There is a guy receptionist that will list the people who will fight in the tournament.
[Hello, may I ask is this the place to sign up for the tournament]
Receptionist [Yes this is the place, if you are signing up go ahead and fill this paper we will tell you everything else tomorrow]
I take the people from his hand and fill it out. All it require is your name, occupation, rank if you have one.
After this we travel all over the city and with my memory I gone to the most fancy and luxurious inn out there.
Lucia [Well I hope you do well, I will be looking out for you in the arena]
[Ok, I will put on a good show]
I pay 15 gold coin for the a room but the people who are in the inn look at me with dark looking stares because I seem to look suspicious.
(Maybe because of my mask that they look at me strangely)
I enter my room which is full of golden color walls, furniture and other stuff. There is a lot of stuff that is powered by magic like water stones in the bathroom, fire stones for the heat and light stones for light in the room.
(This room isn't really my style, maybe I should just make my own room in a pocket universe)
I wash myself with hot water and went to bed.
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