Chapitre 169: Championship Stage

The proud morning sun slowly rose from its slumber and from it, came warm golden rays of light that purged the darkness of the night, piercing through a certain glass window.

Blinding warm lights touched Shye's eyelids, waking him up, and prompting him to yawn as he groggily got up from his bed with a slightly heavy heart.

Yesterday's scene of his favorite blacksmith, Meido Chan's defeat replayed in his mind and he couldn't help but feel slightly bitter.

It was like watching your favorite sports team lose in the grand finals.

Still, his Meido fanboy heart didn't waver. If anything, being able to fight neck and neck against Doran at such a young age strengthened it.

Yesterday was the battle of the blacksmiths, but today, it was the representatives' turn.

From what he heard from the deans, all 200 blacksmiths who joined the competition would be among the spectators this time, scouting for a student to advertise their brand.