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At the end of the year 501 of the Aethesth, there are still eight days left until the new year.

Now, the Allen Martial Arts Tournament has reached the semi-finals.

The underdog of this tournament, the young man wielding a giant sword, "Shia" is against the favored contender, "Churchill."

The Allen Martial Arts Arena, a huge circular venue, is filled with spectators from all over.

Outside the arena, the process of the match is being broadcasted through magic projections and sound transmission.

After receiving a notification from Miss Lilac, Mr. Cyclone immediately sent someone to respond and made an appointment to meet after the match.

It is now past noon, and the whole city is looking forward to this match.

Only Mr. Cyclone, sitting in the VIP room of the martial arts arena, is watching Shia's battle with Eileen and Little Dragon.

Just watching and nothing more, Mr. Cyclone, who missed the quarter-finals, was not really interested in this martial arts tournament.

"Semi-finals! Begin!!!!"

With the host's shout, a tense atmosphere instantly filled the entire martial arts arena, and everyone was fixated on the center of the arena.

"I can't believe Shia made it to the top four."

Little Dragon said.

Not only Little Dragon, Mr. Cyclone also did not expect that according to his calculations, Shia should have only participated for the sake of it.

But when he saw him coming back heavily injured the day before, Mr. Cyclone knew what had happened this week.

"...This, this is... the winner! Churchill!!!!"

Mr. Cyclone simply blinked his eyes.

It took only a moment, from the host's announcement to the end, it only took a few seconds.

Mr. Cyclone shouted at Shia, charged towards Churchill full of momentum, but suddenly he was bounced back and collided with the wall.

"Is it over? Is that it?"

Eileen said in astonishment.

"...Damn... Do you think it's funny to laugh at me!!"

Mr. Cyclone had no expectations to begin with, even though he didn't know what luck Shia had to make it to the top four, but after witnessing Churchill's strength, Mr. Cyclone already knew Shia would lose.

"Hahaha!!"

"Husband?"

Eileen didn't know that Mr. Cyclone had predicted the outcome long ago.

But seeing Shia being defeated in an instant, Mr. Cyclone still laughed.

"Hahaha!!"

"You... You're laughing too much."

"But... Hahaha!"

Being teased by Little Dragon, Mr. Cyclone couldn't stop laughing.

Fortunately, they were in the VIP room; otherwise, the audience in the entire martial arts arena would hear Mr. Cyclone's laughter.

"I... I can't... my stomach hurts, hahaha..."

A momentary delay, everyone was anticipating this to be a fierce battle.

No one expected to be defeated so quickly, so even though the outcome was determined, no one cheered.

It wasn't until the first person shouted "Impressive" that the audience realized the match had ended.

The host finally regained his composure and emphasized Churchill's strength, saving Mr. Summer from embarrassment of being too weak.

Meanwhile, Mr. Cyclone also had to move.

The next match was Bettina's battle, although he wanted to watch it, the upcoming meeting was more important.

Getting up, Mr. Cyclone headed towards the exit.

But perhaps he laughed too much just now, suddenly feeling the urge to use the restroom, Mr. Cyclone decided to go there first.

"Master..."

However, the culprit who made Mr. Cyclone laugh so much attacked at this moment.

He couldn't turn back; if he did, he would burst into laughter.

"Mas..."

Shia looked at Mr. Cyclone's back, and neither of them said a word.

Let's go. If you keep laughing like that, you might just pee your pants right here.

Reminding himself, Mr. Cyclone held back his trembling body and took a step forward.

Suddenly, Shia whispered something.

"I-I know I disappointed my master... but don't feel sorry for me, Master!"

For some reason, Shia seemed to have misunderstood something and shouted earnestly with passion.

"Thanks to Master's guidance, I am aware of my shortcomings, and I will continue to work hard!! One day, I will definitely become a hero who doesn't make Master worry!"

Damn it! What the hell is this kid talking about? Fine, if we don't leave now, I'm really going to pee!

Without looking back, Mr. Cyclone held back his body and ran into the restroom.

"Master... to think... I can't cry... Master doesn't want to cry in front of me, so I..."

Shia clenched his fists with a new determination and turned to run.

Finally, Mr. Cyclone, who came out of the restroom, also left the martial arts arena and headed towards Miss Lilac.