In front of a barricaded steel gate stood a captivating elven boy with leafy green hair and striking red eyes.
With confident strides, he approached the gate.
The fat guard performing his duty there didn't stop him, as he noticed several small drones trailing behind the Elf.
It quickly became clear to him that this boy was participating in the King's Tournament.
As William walked past him, the guard simply offered a short bow before proceeding to open the gate.
"Get ready, Rui," William looked at his shadow as if someone was hiding within it. "I'm not sure why, but Lucas mentioned that this might be a trap. So we need to stay on guard."
After uttering those words, he infused mana into his dimensional ring and took out a long, needle-like red spear into his hands.
"Let's go," he declared, rushing into the forest as soon as the guard swung open the gates.
William was fast.
