The Martial Festival commenced in its full glory the very second dawn broke on the first day of the week-long festival. The energy of the town skyrocketed compared to the average day as the citizens went all out in participating and enjoying a festival that occurred only once every two years.
Rui, on the other hand, was actually quite jobless.
He had finished his training, and there was absolutely no improvement to be made in the span of three days. He spent the day taking in the festival, enjoying a rare occasion as much as he could.
He even visited the colosseum that would host the preliminary contest.
"Woah," Rui did a double take when he realized how large it was. "That's… generous in its size."
