"Yeah, I imagine they want me to kill him," Alexander replied, his gaze still fixed on the drawing.
Marcus tilted his head, frowning slightly. "What do you mean 'they'?"
Alexander glanced up, his eyes cool and detached. "The people behind the tournament. Whoever put all of this together, of course. Like General Omhina or Lieutenant Daemon. I heard Gui-Jun's been promoted, too. So, probably one of them feels threatened by me and wants me to take out a big threat to the kingdom and possibly even the world."
Marcus's brow furrowed in confusion, his gaze flicking back to the sketch. "Well, why not just kill him, then? I heard a low-level girl managed to capture him when he was first spotted."
