Chapitre 143: Sword of a Thousand Wind Men

"Huh... Huh..."

I was standing at the entrance of the arena, taking deep breaths. The final match was about to begin, and I would be facing Limahlat. I felt a bit excited... No; I was experiencing a sensation that I couldn't quite describe. For a moment, thinking about my previous life, I couldn't shake off the feeling of strangeness. In my past life, I always believed it was better not to be in the spotlight and that a quiet life would be more peaceful. What was I doing now?

I had truly changed. Perhaps the things that changed me the most were the responsibilities. From the moment I was born as a prince, I was burdened with obligations. Of course, I never hated the fact that I was a prince; on the contrary, I found it quite enjoyable... I just couldn't shake off this strange feeling at the moment. It was as if my consciousness had left my body and was watching me from a third-person perspective, telling me that the entire world didn't revolve around me.