"I heard that the March family has the intention of bing the ruler. I''m afraid this battle today will be interesting."


    "Yeah, the eldest son of the March family, Horst March, will not let Wilbur Penn be. I wonder who will win."


    The crowd continued gossiping among themselves. Lord George walked Wilbur to the entrance of the venue and said, "I have important matters to attend to, and I''ll probably be back before the third match. I wish you luck."


    "Thanks, Lord George," thanked Wilbur.


    Wilbur watched him leave and went to the arena alone to draw his lot. Only thirty contestants remained in the finals after the battle from the day before.


    Wilbur got number neen. ording to the rules, his fight would beter in the challenge.


    However, he waster informed that eight Middle Guards had entered the finals. Therefore, there were thirty-eight contestants instead of thirty.


    The contestants who joined the challenge were Horst March and the seven Middle Guards he brought with him.


    As expected, Horst joined the challenge!


    Wilbur and Horst nced at each other. Horst smiled slightly at Wilbur and said, "I hope you don''t feel too pressured. It''s like you said, we''ll battle with what we got."


    Miguel approached at that moment and asked, "What number did you draw, Wilbur?"


    Wilbur whispered, "Number neen."


    He whispered because he did not want to reveal his number, but Miguel yelled with excitement, "Wilbur Penn is number neen! Mister March, Wilbur has number neen."


    Miguel jogged to Horst and informed him. Wilbur saw that Horst patted Miguel on the shoulder, and then Horst yelled, "Who has number twenty?"


    Twenty-eight of the finalists belonged to the March family, so Horst easily obtained the number twenty from a Junior Guard.


    Horst had a smile on his face as he looked at Wilbur coldly. He raised his stick and said, "How interesting this is. I didn''t expect that I''d be battling you in our first match, Mister Penn. I feel so bad to kick you out of this challenge so soon, but you killed Kaden, right? Why should I give you a chance when you won''t allow him one?"


    Wilbur was speechless. Twenty-eight of the thirty-eight contestants were with the March family. The March family had an absolute advantage. He had no choice but to battle Horst.


    Truthfully, Wilbur did not feel like he would lose. He felt very angry when Horst was being sarcastic. He looked calm on the surface. He smiled coldly and said, "Mister March, it''s my honor to battle you in the first round, but we don''t know who will win for sure."


    Horst threw his head back and broke outughing as if it was the funniest joke ever when he heard that. He shook his head and asked, "You''re not sure? What a joke. Oh, Wilbur, you should see what''s going on by now no matter how dense you are. Twenty-eight of the contestants are with the March family. You qualify as one contestant. How can you fight against me? I''m telling you now that your life belongs to me too."


    Wilbur did not reply to Horst and looked to the side instead. Wilbur was not sure if he could defeat Horst, but he was sixty percent certain he could. Therefore, Horst''s threats were just useless ramblings to Wilbur.


    Their numbers were near the middle, and the battles were arranged in a head-to- tail manner where number one would battle number thirty-eight, number two would battle number thirty-seven, and so on. Therefore, Wilbur and Horst''s match was set for thest battle of the first round.