Next morning.

As ordered by the King, the tournament will be taking place in the largest coliseum of the capital 'the Coliseum of Goliath'.

The outer walls of the coliseum as usual were painted with gold and it was large enough to contain hundreds of thousands of people.

The Coliseum was already packed with people with hundreds of thousands of commoners occupying the lower seats, hundreds of nobles seating on the middle seats, and very few royalties from neighboring kingdoms on the upper seats making the upper seats relatively empty.

Even though everybody was talking to each other, the place was not noisy at all.

The Goldsborn family was already present at the top uppermost seats with the King occupying the largest seat, the Queen to his left, and the princess to his right, both of their faces covered by a veil.

Surrounding the trio were other top members of the Goldsborn family.

The signature trait of the Goldsborn family is their golden hair representing their enormous talent for the element of time.

The people in the coliseum could not help but gaze at them with fervency.

What further increased their admiration was how the men of the Goldsborn family were dressed in golden suits and the women in golden dresses making them look like immortals.

The king stood up and was about to give a speech when from the distance two small dark dots appeared.

The two dark dots seemed to get larger by the second showing they were traveling at extreme speed and in a mere few seconds, two large wyverns appeared above the coliseum.

Both wyverns were green with a wingspan of about 80m.

One wyvern descended in the middle of the opened space of the coliseum while the other went up to an empty seat meant for royalty where it lightly landed.

A well-built man with dark hair got off the back of the wyvern, bowed toward the king, and sat down with grace.

The king nodded to him and looked at the center of the coliseum where a little boy stood beside the other wyvern.

He could not help but look him up close as he thought to himself 'So this is the dark prince rumored to have dual magic that has only ever appeared in the legends'.

"I welcome you all to this tournament where our young geniuses have gathered to show us their talents. The winner of this tournament will get the hand of my daughter in marriage," said the king in a light voice, and yet everyone in the now silent coliseum could hear his voice clearly.

"Without wasting further time let the competition begin," the king said grandly as he waved his hand before he went back to his seat.

Seeing this, a tall man located a bit lower from the position of the Goldsborn family stood up. This man was a Duke of the kingdom. Dressed in a white coat, with auburn hair and sharp eyes, he was the one overseeing this tournament.

"Let the combatants come out," he said deeply.

At the right bottom side of the opened field of the coliseum, a large gate slowly rose up.

A number of young boys in the tens appeared from behind the gate, and they all moved to the center of the field where the dark prince was alone, the wyvern having left.

When all the combatants appeared at the center, gasps could be heard all around the coliseum.

This was because, among the nearly 70 participants, a tall girl with red fiery hair and eyes could be seen.

The situation was very odd as she was the only girl amidst the group of boys and she could not be vying for the hand of the princess…right?

The said girl seemed impassive to the attention she was receiving as she simply closed her eyes waiting for the tournament to start.

The duke could not help but shake his head dryly as the 'said girl' was actually his daughter, the best friend of the princess. 'You really took after your mother,' he thought.

He cleared his throat and continued, "You all will be given a box to choose your number. You will then be grou.."

"Okay, okay, we know already, this that this that blah blah blah," a lazy voice echoed out followed by a lazy yawn.

...…!?

Absolute silence.

All heads turned to the source of the voice, which was in the middle of the field among the combatants where a young boy of at most 12 years was seen yawning and stretching.

He had silver hair with vibrant silver eyes that seemed to pull the world into it.

He was adorned with…rag cloths, that is right...rag cloths. A simple silver shirt torn at the top and back with several patches here and there and short black pants that barely reached his lower thigh.

Worst of it all was that the pant was slightly torn at the backside showing some soft white skin.

With a small thin stick in his mouth and a left hand in his pocket, his appearance seemed to scream… BEGGAR.

"I will be making my debut today. The Goldsborn family has ruled this land because of their natural talents and strength in the element of time.

"Yet the element of space has been degraded to a mere source of teleportation. Damn! You even rate space below top-tier elements like light, sound, gravity, and dark magic.

"Are you guys not looking down on space, on me, on this daddy? Okay, it is cool! This daddy here will open your dog's eyes for you!" He bellowed out loudly acting all cool and mighty, the thin stick almost falling from his mouth.

Everyone opened their mouth in shock and stupor, not believing what they were seeing as there was just absolute silence in the coliseum.

"What? Cat got your tongues...huh?"

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