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94(Arc2): A Thrust

[3, 2, 1. Tournament registries are closed!]

Explosions of fireworks dotted the sky, the cheers of stadium spectators echoed as if impatiently seeing the imminent match.

Meanwhile, at the amusement park, something strange happens unexpectedly.

“Rez, stop it or you'll get hit by the Frostbite debuff!.” a short black haired girl shouted loudly at the bluish-black haired youth.

The young man continued to consume ice cream with various flavors until his body began to pale and shiver. “I have to try all the tastes, I have to try everything.” said the young man repeatedly like a robot that started to break down.

Estrid and Hanna who were looking at the young man from a distance were astonished that there were only strange players who wanted to withstand every taste of the ice cream with extreme taste. The two girls had tried it before, then decided not to try it again.

“They say if there is a very rare taste of ice cream right?.” asked Estrid.

“Yes, it becomes rare for the sake of player security. Because the taste is really very disgusting.” reply Hanna.

The rarest ice cream flavor that is hard to get on an ice cream luck wheel is the*** flavor, everyone who has turned the ice cream luck wheel no one hopes to get that taste.

It made the two sisters wonder if the young man also intended to try the rarest taste of ice cream.

“I will eat it, eskrim t41.” said the young man so loudly. Instantly the people around him consider him insane or have abnormalities.

The girl next to him could only cover her face as if embarrassed by her friend's behavior.

“Stupid base stop!.” with a face flushed with embarrassment, the girl who was with the strange young man immediately hit her head and pulled her away from the ice cream shop.

“I'm grateful that the coffee and cake are over, because I've lost my appetite.” Hanna said.

“Same with me.” says Estrid.

Ding!

[You will be moved to the fight area in 5 minutes. Please prepare yourself. If you intend to cancel the participation of the tournament, you can immediately choose the option ‘Surender’ on the menu]

Some players get similar motivations. Not all players will fight in one game.

There are more than nine hundred thousand players who register to participate in the tournament, that is 84% of the total players who play Minvers. It would be very difficult to place that many players in one area, so the developer decided to split the match.

In one game there are 100 players who will compete. They will try to be the last player to survive. Sounds like a Battle Royal game in general. Then the winners will return to fight up to four stages, until the fifth match is the final match.

[That means the first four games are disqualification rounds!]

{That's right, try to survive by fighting as hard as you can and get everything out you have after a month of playing Minvers}

[Right, because every kill you get will be a festival point]

{Festival coins can be used to buy special items that can only be obtained in the festival limited time}

The two hosts in jester and Knight costumes were so excited when conveying the rules of the match and the prizes that all players could get.

[{So without waiting any longer, let's start the match!}]

Light poles shone throughout the city, it was the effect of teleportation that carried every player towards the battlefield.

The black-haired woman and the black-blue-haired youth, suddenly disappeared from the front of the tavern.

Then Estrid and Hanna are moved.

“Hanna.... good luck!.” said Estrid to her sister.

“You too Mbak yu!.” Hanna replied, the two moved to different areas.

***

In the middle of a large area, 100 players faced each other waiting for the cue of the fight to begin.

“Finally, it's time to see your strength.” Estrid stared at the axe that had spent a lot of time and effort to make it.

“Jarnbjorn, let's capture this Tournament.” the blade of the ax shines bluish as if it was ready to fight every enemy the two will face. Seeing that Estrid's smile expands.

“Ahahaha.. I am a member of the Wanderers guild, Goldseller. Those of you who surrender in my name will be given a 300 Rft.” conference

One player tries to start bullying in a way that Estrid hates the most. The woman's eyes stared intently at the fat player she had seen before. Exactly when Estrid first set foot in Festaland.

“But for anyone who refuses then you will become enemies of the Wanderers guild, the largest merchant guild ranked sixth top guild!.”

Hearing the threat certainly made many players feel afraid. Some of them even want to give up before the game.

“Very sickening!.” hatred felt so clear from Estrid's voice. Unknowingly the woman's hair changes color to be somewhat brownish, if it continues to be left then the longer it will become red.

The Jarnbjorn in the woman's hand began to let out a cloud of mist, and ice flowers began to envelop the eyes of the axe.

Ding!

[The match starts!]

After the sound of the notification was heard, pseudo-players could now move their Avatar.

“Hihihie.” the fat man smiled widely.

Goldseller intends to carry out threats that have often done two. Although he was a top guild official, but he only had level 8.

Goldseller often reasoned that his level was so low due to the job as a trader dealing more with humans than with monsters.

Even if he says it like that so wisely. But the real Goldseller always ruled under him to do his duty. He also preferred to have fun rather than do monster hunts.

“Ahahaha... let's quickly give up or..”.

Wuss! But before he could finish his sentence, suddenly an axe flew so quickly to his face.

“Guack...”.

Goldseller did not have time to dodge so that the head is now split into two front axes that are still in the middle. Then quickly the chill spread, freezing Goldseller's body in just three seconds.

The fat man can't do anything. His health dropped so quickly, while his body became completely frozen that it could not be moved. Goldseller could only see the wolf-masked woman start walking towards him.

‘The Wolf woman!.’ Goldseller recalled the incident a few hours ago in the teleportation area. An incident that made him miserable, it all happened because of the work of one girl masked by wolves.

Estrid saw that every player was still silent. They were shocked to see Goldseller being frozen so quickly by a single axe strike.

“Don't make it so easy.” Estrid extended her hand towards the axe that split Goldseller's head.

The axe moved back into Estrid's hand with Goldseller's head still attached to the axe blade. Because it had become Ice, Goldseller's body was easily destroyed.

Ding!

[First Blood, Earn 10 points]

[1 kills, 1 points]

No one expected that a top guild official could be defeated so easily. Unless they see what just happened.

“I'm really want a fight,” said Estrid, her hair getting red when she saw the face that was on her axe.

Estrid flicked the axe, removed the frozen head and stepped on it until it was crushed.

In an instant the aura of the arena was filled with terror.

“So let's fight!.”

The 98 players in the area seemed to have just seen the resurrection of the hidden boss.

***

Seriate.