Emperor's Reckoning

Hezar smirked as he stood.

"What do you mean?" asked Hilde.

"I'm sure princess Hilde and the others are wondering but let this old one explain," said Hezar as he opened his arms submissively.

"With this anomaly that has occurred, just as Bernardo had just said, will be a good test for the participants. Why? Because they are too used on the map and would purposely hunt the one-horned beast before, but with this change, we will see a better quality of the result."

"Thus! I propose too, a new way of judging! That is by their weight instead of their quantity! That is my reasoning, thank you."

He sat back down with a smile on his face.

The logical opinion that he expressed was welcomed by the audience as one could see they nodded against one another.

"That's... actually a good idea."

"Yeah, with the anomaly, maybe it is fairer that we judge it by the weight instead of the quantity."

Hilde furrowed her eyebrows as she heard that they were agreeing with Hezar's proposal.  (What is he up to?).

"You can't change the rule in the midst of round, Sir Hezar."

Hezar nodded but he smiled nonetheless. "Let the kings and queens of the four kingdoms decide by vote."

The Pala King immediately stood up and gave his opinion. "I sincerely see no issues that changing the rule in the midst of the round will bring about severe problems."

The Golden Dragon King also stood up, "The assessment would be much better with weighing the horns rather than valued them the same. We have no objections if we changed the rule."

The audience gasped as the two kings already gave their opinions. The audience immediately split their gaze to the remaining two kingdoms, Sverine and Borg.

"I abstained," The Sverine King said.

The spectators immediately looked at each other before they looked at the Borg Kingdom.

The king of Borg Kingdom, Hilde's father was looking at her daughter below. He was tangled by the opinions but he wanted to hear hers.

Hilde looked at her father before she subtly nodded.

The king stood up, "I agree as well. If it's going to prove even more quality in the talent in First Heaven then why not. However..."

"Hmm? Is something on your mind?" asked the Pala King.

"If we only measure the weight, then... how about the quality of the horn itself?" asked the Borg King.

(Nice follow father!) Hilde nodded.

"Hmm, my dear friend provided a valid point," said the Sverine King. "The weight assessment might be great but if we are talking about the quality... It's harder to measure the value alone since killing a three-horned hellboar is not as easy as killing a single-horned hellboar."

The atmosphere turned slightly more silent than before. The audience and the royalties both contemplated before a voice broke through.

"Then how about a scoring assessment?"

Hilde and the young royal family had their eyes opened wide as they recognize the voice. The voice that belonged to none other than the beauty that swooned the princes. The one that was birthed with the WarGod Physique.

Hilde averted her gaze before seeing the woman with auburn hair standing proudly with her arms crossed at the access to the spectator's seat. Of course, she was standing at the outsider side of the spectators.

"Cecile!" exclaimed both of the princes.

The audience gulped their saliva. It was her. The woman that Lyon had claimed to be his wife. The trio from the mortal world indeed had said that she was taking a stroll in Afurnae before.

"Can you elaborate?" asked Cherie.

"Why not? But let me sit down first," said Cecile before she looked for a space.

The audience gawked at her rude gesture. She was in the presence of four kings of the four kingdoms that basically controlled the order in First Heaven. An order of execution will soon be enacted if it were anyone else.

She was Cecile Auburn, she had been famous for quite a while in First Heaven because the two princes favored her to be their wife but the mortal couldn't care less.

The kings and the queens may furrow their eyebrows until they become vertical with their noses wrinkled, but she could act as she pleased.

Cecile with her group sat down before Cecile continued whilst crossing her legs. "The scoring assessment is basically to value the horns by a point that you determine. For example, a single-horned hellboar's horn could be valued by one point thus the accumulation of the point will reflect the hard work that they put on."

"Miss Cecile, your presence brightened us, but what is the difference between that and the weight measurement?" asked Hezar.

"Not much, it's just that when you kill a single-horned hellboar, it will not be the same amount of effort as killing a four-horned hellboar. By adhering to the point system, however, you will put more value to the horns, thus making them actually worthwhile for the contestant to try engaging the higher class of hellboar."

"If you based the assessment on weight, could you tell how much weight a horn from a four-horned hellboar weight? The answer is no and the participant will weigh their option on whether they will be worthwhile on not.

"So let's say the single-horned hellboar is worth one point but the four-horned hellboar is worth fifty points. Tell me, it's that the same? However, this could only be implemented in the next tournament since dusk is approaching and you guys have no way to inform the rest of the contestants."

The kings and the queens nodded. It was indeed a better assessment than just weight because the later option motivated the participant to engage the higher class of the hellboar.

"It's indeed that your intelligence is far superior, Miss Cecile," said Hezar as he bowed in defeat.

Cecile smiled, "You're welcome, dead man."

The spectators and the royalties gawked. Hezar couldn't believe his ears as he opened his eyes wide. He looked up to look at Cecile's smirking at him.