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Chapter 149: Sky Arena (1)
The day of the Sky Arena.
Kwon Hanul stood in front of a mirror, finishing up his outfit.
To the casual observer, it looked like an ordinary black suit. But in reality, it was a set of armor known as the Blackriver Set.
Dressed impeccably in Blackriver, he even tied his own necktie. Only then did he step outside.
Waiting for him at the door was Joo Hayun. She gave him a quick once-over.
“So you tied your tie by yourself today.”
“I’ve worn it enough tis to get the hang of it.”
Hanul replied with pride. He had always felt a bit awkward and guilty whenever Hayun had to help him with his tie in the past.
She looked straight at his chest and spoke.
“Too bad.”
“Sorry—what?”
Before he could ask what she ant, Hayun stepped closer.
She reached out and adjusted his necktie.
“It was a little off-center. As a mber of Hyukcheon, you can’t overlook these small details.”
There was a pleasant scent in her hair. It caught Hanul off guard—it had been a while since he’d slled anything like it.
Before he could gather himself, Hayun had already stepped back.
“All done. Let’s go.”
She took the lead, and Hanul scratched his cheek as he followed.
“Once it’s 2 PM, a ssage will pop up in front of your eyes,” Hayun explained as they made their way to the deck. “It’ll be an invitation from the Sky Arena. Once you accept, you’ll be transported inside.”
So no grand spotlight entrance like in sports. Then again, with over a hundred participants, this thod was cleaner.
“You’ll likely begin the first match right away.”
“No one knows the match format yet, right?”
“Correct. The format changes every ti, so you’ll only know once you’re inside.”
The Sky Arena required its participants to go through multiple rounds, each with different rules. Prediction was pointless.
As they stepped onto the deck, the sun greeted Hanul. His team was already waiting.
“Hanul!”
Kwon Hudon couldn’t contain his excitent at the sight of Hanul, even though they’d had breakfast together that morning.
“This day has finally co! You're… you're actually entering the Sky Arena.”
Hudon’s eyes welled up with emotion. i Hong, standing beside him, looked unimpressed.
“You’re not even the one entering. Why are you crying?”
“Well… still, the fact that Hanul’s qualified to enter such a prestigious arena… It ans the Chairman recognizes his strength. How could I not be proud?”
“Alright, alright. Just stop crying already.”
Despite the jab, i Hong handed him a handkerchief. Hudon took it and wiped his eyes.
“I won’t say much,” i Hong said to Hanul. “Last ti I checked, those so-called participants weren’t anything special. I could’ve taken them all down myself. So with you in there? Please.”
“Want to join in yourself, then?”
“Nope. If you’re there, I wouldn’t win first place anyway. What would be the point?”
She grumbled, and Hanul chuckled softly.
“Captain.”
This ti, Gael Garcia spoke.
“Please stay on guard. Ever since you declared yourself a Trueblood, participant movents have been… suspicious.”
A few days ago, Hanul had revealed in a press conference that he was a Trueblood.
The statent spread globally and caused a massive stir.
The first to react were the hunters gathering for the Sky Arena.
“Even now, I can feel eyes on us.”
They were constantly being watched—spies, drones, long-range vision skills. All manners of surveillance.
Hanul could’ve countered it, but didn’t bother. Even if he cleaned them out, more would co.
“They’ll do anything to eliminate you.”
“Don’t worry.”
Hanul patted Gael’s shoulder reassuringly.
He checked the ti. It was nearly ti for the Sky Arena to open.
Hanul turned to his team.
“Well, I’ll be back.”
The mont he accepted, a brilliant light engulfed him.
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