“As a substitute, I don’t have to be concerned about other things anyway. I’m never responsible for dueling, right?”
“You are being too simple with that thought of yours, Mr. Dani,” Bam shot back with a smile. “There are only a few weeks left before the tournament, and Mr. President and I both agree that we shouldn’t recruit new members who haven’t been thoroughly investigated, or else we’d risk ruining our current dynamic. Thus, we decided to stick to the same plan we used in the selection round… To put it simply, there are chances you’ll enter the arena again.”
“Hey!” The blond foreigner cried out. “Why are you subjecting me to public humiliation again? Last time I faced amateurs I was kicked around like a puppy. This time, it’s a national tournament. Aren’t I going to become a cockroach? I could grit my teeth through the selection round, but this… even I can’t handle it, Miss Secretary.”