As the opening ceremony was nearing its end, the atmosphere in the hunting ground began to relax a lot.
On the podium, the three wizards in the front row leaned slightly aside, whispering about something. Their demeanor gave the wizards seated behind a lot of courage, especially the guests seated in the back row, with some even standing up and waving their arms to greet the hunters below.
Around the stands, audiences were exchanging whispers, discussing loudly about the possibilities of this year's hunting game; the members of the student unions from the four academies were also directing the new members who just joined this year to cheer for their respective teams; only the guest from outside the school seemed relatively indifferent as the hunting game has not officially begun yet.
On the hunting ground.
Without anyone noticing, fog has once again enveloped most of the field.
