
A tall red and white building soared into space. The giant building was oval in shape with a patch of yellowish-white rocks in the middle. Around him is a circular row of audience seats with a capacity of tens of thousands of people. This place looks like a combination of football stadium with the Colosseum. But the real function of this place is like the building in the city of Rome.
Yep, this is the Dukono Arena, a magic battle arena located to the northeast of Jailolo City. In the real world, Dukono itself is a volcano name, but in Tierra Hyuma this name is also used as the name of the fighting arena.
Visitors from various regions of the Nusantara Empire gathered at the venue to watch the most prestigious annual magic tournament in the largest archipelago in Tierra Hyuma. The visitors were dominated by young teenage girls who seemed like they also wanted to learn more about magic fights.
Meanwhile, students of the Jailolo National Magic Academy, including tournament participants, were seen sitting in the western stands. They are waiting for the inauguration ceremony of this prestigious tournament while waiting for more information from the organizing committee.
Seen in the center of the western region stands the students of Jailolo National Magic Academy are also waiting for the inauguration of the event, including Anna, Dwi, and Licia.
“Wah, there are so many visitors,” said Anna amazed while looking in various directions. He was amazed by the number of people present at the tournament.
“Pastilah, this is the most prestigious annual magic tournament in the archipelago. People from various regions throughout the country gather in this place,” said Licia.
Meanwhile, Dwi did not show any expression. He just sat quietly while watching the many people here. Shortly after, a man approached them and sat down next to Dwi. He was a white-haired senior student who was no stranger to the two of them.
“Yo,”
“Eh, Brother Aldy? Sister is here too?” said Anna.
“Yep, it's been a long time since I've seen an epic tournament like this,” Aldy murmured.
Dwi who saw him immediately asked Aldy.
“Eh, Brother Aldy, by the way you have participated in a tournament like this no?”
“Ngak. I have never participated in any magic competition tournament even though many invited,”
Aldy immediately crossed his legs while drinking a glass of milkshake that he seemed to buy outside. Unexpectedly, the new Licia saw Aldy's face immediately spoke quite loudly.
“Eh, you're Aldy Heraldy's class president Da's right?”
“You know him too?” ask Anna to Licia.
“Pastile. He is one of the most famous senior students in Jailolo, the fastest white magic user in the academy, and his nickname is ‘God of Heaven from Siak’,”
“What?”
Anna was surprised to hear it, although she probably already knew enough about what Aldy was so strong that the ‘The Death March’ gang alone did not dare to approach him. But still what was said by Licia was beyond reason.
But unlike Anna, Aldy who heard him immediately laughed out loud until he spouted his drink.
Pfff... Ahahahaha.. The Heavenly God of His own? I'm not that strong,”
“But brother is great. Brother's ability is also above the average of the seniors right? Even sister herself mastered more advanced elemental magic than my bundle,” complimented Licia.
“Ah, if that's just my training for over a year. You can also do it,” Aldy replied as he scratched his head.
“Lantas if you were that strong, why didn't the academy appoint you as a tournament participant last year?” said Anna.
“The appointment of the tournament participants is only valid for this year. If in the past the students can register as participants according to their wishes, well even though they must also be selected first by the academy.”.
Aldy drank his milkshake before continuing.
“after all I am not so interested in fighting magic with others. I'd rather use my magic if it's really necessary,”
“Oh so..”.
It did not feel ceremonial the opening began. The moderator was seen in the middle of the field and welcomed the audience.
“Welcome to the 21st National Magic Adu Tournament at Dukono Arena Jailolo!!!”
“WHOOOAAAA!!!!”
The spectators cheered. As in the opening of an event in general, the host gave a little pleasantries to the opening reception. Before long he pointed towards the eastern tribune, precisely on the balcony VVIP.
“In this happy morning, we also have a special guest at this annual prestigious tournament. Let us welcome, Your Excellency the 12th Great Leader of the Archipelago, His Majesty Emperor Hilal Hasanuddin of Mangkasara,”
Everyone in the audience seats again cheered the leader of this country. Most of them stood applauding as proof of their love for the monarchy. Anna and Dwi who also witnessed it were curious about the form of the emperor, especially Anna who was interested in the origin.
“Mangkasara, that if in the real world Makassar is not it? And judging from his name, is he Sultan Hasanuddin of this world?”
Anna wondered about it in a soft voice. He was referring to an Indonesian national hero who lived 500 years ago, and happened to be a Makassar.
“Sultan Hasanuddin?”
Dwi suddenly said that beside him. It seemed that he had heard that too even though Anna spoke in a soft voice.
“Eh. This is not on Earth,” replied Anna turned her eyes away.
“Yes who knows,” Dwi even chimed him with guyonan.
“But right..”
Uncompleted Anna said, Licia called out to them while pointing towards the balcony of VVIP.
“Hey, look. Your Majesty the Emperor has arrived,”
They both looked up at the white marble balcony. And sure enough, the higher-ups of this country are already present in this arena. Accompanied by the sound of an inflatable seashell, several people in traditional clothes escorted by several people walked to the front of the balcony and sat on special benches that had been provided before.
They were dukes from various regions in the archipelago. They wear traditional clothing that comes from their region. If you look around, the traditional clothes they wear are almost the same as the traditional clothes of the regions of Indonesia in ‘real world’. There were dozens of dukes sitting on the balcony with several guards behind them. But the emperor was not seen among them.
But soon the Emperor of the archipelago, Hilal Hasanuddin from Mangkasara arrived, entering the balcony of honor. He was a very handsome 30-year-old. He also wore traditional clothes with a badik tucked in his waist.
“Wah, how handsome he is,” Anna said in her heart.
With a smile, he waved to the spectators present at the venue. The audience cheered with his presence.
“Welcome to His Majesty the Emperor Nusantara. Please sit on the throne of greatness,”
The emperor sat on the throne in gold and silver. The host continued with the opening show.
An art performance from Jailolo's traditional art studio enlivened the event. Not to forget also some remarks from the organizing committee and the Emperor. Until the time came for the leader of the country to inaugurate the event. While standing in front of his throne, he inaugurated the tournament through a microphone-like device but glowed and hovered in the air.
“With this I declare the 21st National Magic Adu Tournament which is located in Dukono Area Jailolo officially opened!!!”
Shell trumpets were blown back, a sign that the event was officially opened. The spectators who witnessed it immediately clapped back.
“Alright, as a special guest, Your Majesty can cast a small magic spell that passes through the ring we have provided. This is the closing ceremony of the opening ceremony of this tournament,”, the host told the Emperor.
A ring, or luminous circle is seen hovering over the arena. The Emperor was told to cast a spell, or rather shoot a magic through the ring. There will be a surprise from the organizing committee regarding that. But instead of directly cast a spell, the Emperor turned to the host instead.
“This I do this there is no bonus? Hehe...” asked the Emperor with a smile.
Hearing that, the host answered her in a slight panic. It seems he does not know anything about the bonus asked by the ruler of the archipelago.
“Oh, rest easy Your Majesty, there will be special gifts for your majesty after this event..”.
The audience laughed at the behavior of the host. But it turns out that what the Emperor said was just a joke. He also laughed with people.
“Hahaha... I'm just kidding, just calm, haha..”.
So generous was the Emperor that he wanted to do a little ice breaking in the procession of the event. Shortly after, he pointed to the ring and cast a spell. All the spectators were silent at that moment.
“Mantra Copyright, Cahya, Mini Noctah”
TWINGG.A small ball of light emerged from his index finger and shot towards the front. It moved a little bit here and there before it finally passed through the circle.
Miraculously, the blue circle immediately glowed and flashed two pieces of light left and right, then split into four, eight, and sixteen. The magic lights then stopped and formed a rectangle bearing a number of names with Rejang script.
“Whoa... that..”.