In the exquisite venue, as the Dimensional Barrier was deployed, everyone had automatically become part of the audience, isolated outside the barrier.
Some were discussing like Felas and Nipede, while others were silently observing the arena, anticipating the upcoming duel.
"Do your best, Young Master."
Alto, with arms crossed, stood in the corner of the barrier, offering some blessings to Bagaman in the arena.
Flon, Revin, Dihart, and other Sword Saint-level beings were also surrounded by the crowd, either watching quietly or voicing their insights in low tones.
Figures like Saint Nidor, Saint Charia, and other royal descendants who were about to participate in the royal competition had now completely become foils, helplessly stationed nearby.
Originally, they should have been the main characters of this banquet, but now they were reduced to supporting roles, which left some of the proud royal descendants quite dissatisfied.
But, even if dissatisfied, what could they do?
