"Not bad! Not bad at all! Very impressive!"
From his home in the Amazerian Empire, Roland Rothwell applauded as he watched the live broadcast of the Global Federation's national tournament from the safety of his own home.
"As expected of the man I had placed my sights on! You have truly surpassed all expectations, Richard!"
The crown prince chuckled and clapped for a moment longer before he plucked a bunch of green grapes from a nearby plate and dangled them over his mouth. He chewed on several of them, savoring the sweet taste.
"Heh…is he really that impressive?" Elem asked beside him, lounging lazily on a couch. He glanced at the holographic screen bitterly, and then gave a nonchalant shrug. "Well, he is the person who defeated me, so I'm in no position to criticize his ability."
