ONE AGAINST NINETY-EIGHT
"It's the machine", someone said, and they all nodded in agreement.
"670 stars"
"What's wrong with the machine?" Conjurer Visior asked again.
"Should we stop the machine?" another conjurer asked.
"We cannot stop the counting once it's started. It's the rule", Conjurer Iras told them.
"890 stars"
"What's happening? The machine never failed before", another conjurer said to them.
"Who is going to pay for the damage to the machine? It cost a fortune to build", another conjurer added.
"There could also be another explanation about what is happening", Conjurer Iras said to them.
"Which is? Enlighten us please," they asked him.
"He's not an Earth Tier in the first place", he told them, but they all shook their head in disbelief.
"1000 stars"
"Beep…beep…beep"
"He broke the Conjurer Sphere record for a thousand years", one conjurer said.
"Or he broke the Conjurer machine. It's one of the two", another conjurer said to the others.
The audience was stunned and speechless. And so were the Master Conjurers.
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"It's a blatant cheat", someone screamed out loud.
"Strip him naked and parade him", someone else wanted to crucify me.
"How can such forgery happen in the Conjurer's court", a woman questioned the integrity of the Conjurer's Court even.
"Kill the corrupt judges", the audiences shouted toward the Conjurer's court in a mob revolt.
The audience wasn't going to let me off easily after I amazingly broke the machine's records.
Initially, the machine couldn't make any count at all because it linked to my templar planets and not my stars, so they didn't register.
It only started registering my templar stars after all my planets were linked. I had so many stars in my templar skies that the counter would continue counting if it didn't stop automatically when it reached 1000.
"Wow that's my son Oriese", Orol shouted out as those around him wanted to beat him up.
The conjurers came down to inspect the star counting machine, but they found nothing wrong with it, so they announced the result.
"Oriese, 1000 stars, Rank 1", the test manager announced to the audience as rotten fruits were thrown at him.
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"Huh I became ranked one just like that", I wondered to myself.
"The rankings of the top 100 participants are listed on a mainboard as we speak. The next round of tests would be the challenges. Those who are not satisfied with their rankings can challenge a higher ranked to obtain their rank", a judge announced the second part of the audition, which appeased the anger of the crowd somewhat.
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple", I told myself with a grin.
"I challenge rank 1, Oriese" "I challenge rank 1, Oriese"
"I challenge rank 1, Oriese" "I challenge rank 1, Oriese"
Suddenly, every one of the participants started to challenge me. It was the easiest way to steal the no.1 ranking it seemed and I couldn't blame them", I thought to myself.
"Are you going to fight all of them?" Meera asked me.
"Well, if I have to", I replied to her.
"What's the topic of the challenge?" I asked the judge.
"Well, a challenge of conjuration of course", the judge told me.
Except for the second-ranked Kolgane, every one of the participants challenged me.
"This is so unfair, they are all challenging you", Cassandra said to me.
"Ahem, since there are ninety-nine challengers who want to challenge me, it will take forever to finish the challenge. Why don't all ninety-nine of you battle me at the same time?", I told them.
"Why are you fighting all ninety-nine of them? That is unfair," Orol asked me, looking a little worried sitting in the audience.
"Don't worry, it would be done in a sec", I shouted to my father and pointed my thumbs down to the audience who sneered at me.
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My thumbs down infuriated the audience who rose in a riot.
"He's a rude one but do you think it's proper for ninety-nine to fight against one?" one conjurer asked his peers.
"Well, he asked for it?" Conjurer Visior said to the others.
"The challenge is also one of the best ways to prove whether the star counting machine is really broken", Conjurer Iras told them who all nodded.
"Are we going to stop the mob ganging up on the boy?" a conjurer asked.
"The boy is not complaining", Conjurer Ivior said to them.
"Everyone, make a line, five by five", Chash shouted to the challengers and directed the traffic.
"The boy's bodyguard is lining up the challengers to fight against him, this is so unprecedented", another Master Conjurers said to them.
My challengers lined up in front of me five persons in a line, each line sandwiched between another. People were lining up in a queue to fight with me which saved time for me than if I were to destroy them one by one.
"What is the bother? One person is enough to end this", Kolgane, the number two shouted out from the floor as he watched the mob crazily lining up for the fight.
Kolgane had a point.
If I lost to the first challenger, there was no need for the rest to line up like clowns to fight with me. The problem with his logic was, I wouldn't lose.
"What I don't understand is, why are these boys so obediently lining up to the fight just as the other boy asks of them?" Conjurer Iras asked the others.
"Look at his bodyguards, they all have Yellow tiered Legendary badges", Conjurer Ivior replied to them.
"Legendary conjurers as bodyguards, who the hell is this boy?" another conjurer asked.
"I know him. He has been all over the newspaper recently. The Bully of Starri city, the Earl of Kaleon", a third conjurer told the rest as he brought out a newspaper.
"Damn, did he really kill a Legendary nobleman with his punch alone?" Conjurer Iras asked as he looked at the comic strips, in the column about the fight between the Bully of Starri and the Duke of Moresby.
"Those are fictions. Who will believe them? That Moresby isn't even a Legendary conjurer," Conjurer Ivior replied to him.
"That fact doesn't seem to be important to the reader of the comic", another conjurer added.
"This is getting really interesting", Conjurer Iras said to them.
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