Point-of-View: Shiro Blanc
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"Alright, gather around, everyone! It's time to pick which of you are going to be representing the Rustlands in the upcoming World Combat Championship, to be held in Abyss!" Exclaimed Belia loudly.
It was currently the 15th of June, and on Belia's behest, the Adventurer Guild had called all Adventurers to gather outside the Guild today. Belia had just finished explaining the whole tournament situation to us, with all four nations having agreed to participate.
The rules had been decided, and would consist of thirty-two competitors, with the restriction that their power levels must be below 100,000. So, you know, that rules me out. Anyway, there were going to be eight participants from each nation, and the tournament was to take place at the end of this month, or at the start of next month at the latest.
