The Queen of Death Return
The Sword

Two days later. The day on which the Maphas Witch Kingdom tournament began.

Thousands of people came in droves to watch the first tournament held by the Maphas Mage Kingdom, they were not only from this kingdom, they also came from the surrounding kingdoms, including the Empire. The magnificent battle arena adds a special attraction for outdoor visitors, not only that, they are also seen enjoying the facilities in the city that Master Glenn and I designed.

It is also included in the tourism business, this kingdom will be famous and become a byword for technological progress. I think Miss Hart also saw it through this aspect.

Right now, we the participants are in the tournament arena. The number of participants this time was around thirty people, I think the number was over a hundred people. If you look again, these participants do look promising, there is a rumor that there are some S-class adventurers from several kingdoms including the Empire who participated.

However, I did not recognize them because most used disguises such as changing hair color or wearing a mask. In my case, I changed my hair color to white, and used some potions to make my skin a little dark. It also has to do with my real identity, which would be dangerous if the church recognized me.

Ms. Hart said that many participants chose to hide their identities, but when they signed up they still gave up their real identities. Right now my name is Wither.

Standing in front of thousands of spectators, this made me nervous.

"Queen Daisy will give her welcome!" The host has opened the tournament.

*bum!

An extremely powerful killing aura was pressing down on my body, no, the entire participants that were in the arena.

I couldn't move, we all had trouble lifting a finger. It seemed like only we were exposed to this aura, the audience above looked puzzled by what we were doing.

A woman is seen emerging from a balcony of the top seat.

The Queen's seat.

The woman was Queen Daisy, her body was filled with a terrifying black aura. There's only one word to describe Queen Daisy, gloomy. His face looked familiar, the anger within me instantly burning when I saw his face. He was still using Yulia's body as an intermediary, and it would be forever like that.

I can't do much at all. Please forgive me, Yulia.

Queen Daisy just silently looked at us without releasing her killing aura.

What does this mean?! We all really can't move. A very far-reaching comparison of power between us and Queen Daisy.

Someone jumped from the top where Queen Daisy was and landed in the arena, that person was Miss Hart.

Miss Hart?

Miss Hart is holding down the sword in her right hand. Even looking at it from a distance, I felt a powerful aura from the sword, even surpassing my sword which was a gift from Lucas.

The other participants also felt that way, the sword was really very powerful.

Miss Hart lifts the sword up and ....

*crack!

Throw the sword into the arena floor.

The instant the magic circle appeared the size of an arena, the magic circle was green in color that I had never seen before. At the same time the sword also emitted a light green light through the pattern of lines engraved on it.

The pressure that was holding us back disappeared completely when the sword was stuck on the arena floor.

That sword has positive energy that can prevent dark attributes like the aura of Queen Daisy and my sword.

Miss Hart looked towards the participants, occasionally I felt her glancing towards me.

"So she's Alissa Hart? What an incredible beauty," said one of the participants.

"He's really my type, maybe I wouldn't let him go if we were both in one room."

The people of these bars were extremely uncivilized.

"Listen to me all! This is just a short announcement!" shouted Miss Hart.

This is the first time I've heard Miss Hart yell. He looked different, especially his voice, previously a little heavy, was now really tall and loose.

"This is one of the prizes you will get if you win this tournament, I'm sure you already know what the most important prize is."

"Yeah!" The whole team shouted in excitement.

Miss Hart raised her hand as a sign of silence for the participants.

"We'll start now."

Whahuh?

"Because the participants are too many, we plan on cutting off most of you." Miss Hart pointed towards the sword. "For those of you who can pull out this sword, you will instantly pass to the next phase. Using full force is perfectly allowed. For those of you who failed, we will still give a prize as a memento for having participated in this tournament."

Why did he suddenly add this part? I'm not sure I can pull out that sword, maybe I can use full-power

Miss Hart once again glanced at me, this time she gave a small smile.

"Just be!"

"A barbarian, yes" said Ms. Hart.

"I don't think you know my people, Miss." The man looked at Miss Hart lustfully.

"Well, you guys are a powerful race of giants, I expect a lot from you."

"Don't worry, miss, we'll be spending some time together soon." The man was embracing Miss Hart's shoulder.

Miss Hart smiled and said, "Luck is with you."

Maybe this was just my feeling, there seemed to be a terrifying aura that was about to suppress the man. But it was hindered by something that seemed like a protector.

"My name is Edgar Ghorias! I will definitely win this tournament!" shouted the man while raising his sword upwards.

He looks strong.

Name: Edgar Ghorias

Race: Giant

Job : Warrior

Level 702

Level 702's?! He's not bullshit!

Edgar began to take a position to draw the sword with both hands.

I guess he's just a big muscle, apparently he doesn't underestimate this challenge. Usually people seem to be impressed to underestimate things like this, they will start by pulling with one hand.

*bum!

An enormous aura emanated from Edgar's body, he immediately started it intensely.

Edgar began to pull it, the aura from his body growing bigger and stronger. Cracks started to appear from where the sword was stuck, but the sword did not move in the slightest.

"Yahoo!" I tried to survive the great aura that Edgar was giving off.

Everyone was completely focused on watching Edgar who was trying hard to pull the sword.

What a terrible power. What would happen if I fought him now?

"Girlgigaaaaaaa!" Edger's body grew many times over, but the sword did not move in the slightest.

Is this a giant transformation? Looks creepy.

Her hair was elongated, fangs were looming from the bottom up, her eyes were widening.

The aura emitted was getting out of control, even I was pushed up because I could not resist the impact of the aura.

Slowly the aura from his body thinned, his size returning to how it was.

*bruk!

Edgar lay down because he was out of energy.

"Damn it, what the fuck is that sword!" edgar shouted with a breath of breath.

Thirty minutes later.

Already more than ten people had failed to draw the sword, they had quite a high level, yet it was still not enough to pull it.

I'm still not sure, I think I should wait a little more.

"I'll pull it." A man walked towards the sword. The man had a well-built posture, his skin was brownish, long neck black hair, and two crossed short swords on his back.

This guy looks confident.

Name: Chandra Murya

Race : Human

Job : Warrior

Level: 586

Attractively.

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