God's Eyes

'Who the hell does this youth think he is?!? I'm a dragon, hello?!!'

Wisse had never felt so humiliated, but he had gulped down his anger and agreed to let Jason sleep for the time being.

Frustrated, he just mimicked Jason's tired expression in his head.

'After the tournament but before I get my reward...he knows that I'm a dragon and much stronger than him, but he doesn't really seem to care about a dragon's temper?!? What's wrong with this lad?'

Wisse had already forgotten that he was less than two years older than Jason because he categorized everyone according to their cultivation base and combat strength.

Thus, he felt as if he was much older than the young man whom he had given a high-graded potion so as to enable the drowsy Jason to talk to him.

And that brat had gone ahead and preferred to sleep anyways!!

The dragon only shook his head, after Jason had given his answer, and closed his eyes to enter a deep slumber.

This allowed his body to replenish the used up energy at a rapid pace, which was mostly owing to the potion Wisse had given him.

Letting go of Jason, Wisse stepped aside as he slumped to the ground, without waking up despite the fall. Merl Arths picked up Jason while looking at Wissen who sighed deeply before disappearing.

'I will definitely lecture this lad once the tournament is over!!!' Wisse told himself before recalling everything Jason had been able to comprehend and do during the last few days.

The tournament had only started a short while ago, but the young halfling had surprised him over and over again.

'Maybe I'll just lecture him if I don't like the results of our talk…' The anger that had sparked within him owing to his hurt pride had died down as fast as it had flared, allowing Wisse to calm down.

He might be a fiery dragon, but his mother's heritage of a Dragonoid with a high true ice dragon bloodline allowed him to stay level-headed when necessary.

Otherwise, Wisse would have already destroyed the Colosseum, if not Janur in its entirety.

Fortunately, this didn't happen, and he returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Jason continued to sleep soundly which caused him to miss the remaining battle royales!

They might have been less exciting to the spectators than the first battle royale, but it was still interesting enough for the Olympus federation's authorities.

"Their talent is lower than the halfling's, but the fact that they were able to face the federation's prodigies with less than half of our resources speaks volumes about their soul-awakening, right?"

It was the representative of the Olympus federation who said this, and the other authorities agreed in unison once again, as the elder of the Klarir race remarked.

"Now the biggest question is whether we want the human race to merge with the Olympus federation, or if we want a treaty and support agreement?

The former might be better for us in the initial phase, but if the human race's soul worlds are really as strong as I imagine, it might be counterproductive if we were to look at it in the long term.

It could very well morph into another era of suppression…"

Once again the Olympus federation's authorities nodded their heads as they continued to talk with each other.

Right now, they had already accepted that Jason was bound to bag first place in the liberation tournament.

It was obvious by looking at the other five tournament participants.

All of them were strong, but none was at par with Xyna.

As such, they simply accepted their fate and the fact that Jason would receive the unawakened lesser origin flame.

In the end, they hoped to receive more profits out of the loss of an origin flame, and the federation's authorities were of the opinion that it was impossible to make losses.

That was at least as long as the agreements they made with the human race were neat.

Owing to that, they had invited Merl and the remaining human powerhouses that were sent to represent their race to a large gathering.

Jason was still sleeping, and the God's children that had been defeated because they had been targeted by most of the other participants could only carry Jason back to their lodgings.

While Xenia complained about Jason's decision to have unleashed his entire strength to fight against his opponents, which made everything more difficult for them, Betty and Ben defended his move.

"Haven't you noticed that Jason had been targeted from the beginning? He had to use every trump to win against his opponents.

I believe it is only because of him that our strength increased exponentially during the last few months, and it might be possible that we were only invited to the gathering because of him, to begin with!"

Betty's words made sense and Ben nodded, only to add in a voice note as he smiled slightly at Xenia.

"We should be proud of him and ourselves, and not blame one another. That's not how we have been brought up, right Xen?"

Despite feeling like punching Ben for backstabbing her, she could only stare daggers at him before turning around in order to retreat to her own room.

At that moment, Tom sighed, before he turned to Ben.

"If you act like that, you will stay single forever."

After that, he laughed for some time before noticing that nobody laughed with him.

"You guys are so boring." He said, as his expression turned into disappointment before departing to his own room too.

Ben was lost as his gaze followed his friend, only for Betty to interrupt his thoughts.

"Well, you can do it! Just believe in yourself….and now help me drag this heavy piece of trouble into his room!"

The piece of trouble was in fact Jason, who had done many irksome things he had promised not to do.

He had almost killed every participant and the spectators multiple times, and the danger radiating from him had been unfathomable.

One could say that Jason was a magnet for trouble, and if someone were to say this out loud, only Jason himself might disagree with this!

However, in the end, he had helped everyone a lot, and it was impossible to say how the entire liberation tournament would have progressed without Jason.

Not only had he been their interpreter until recently, but it was only due to Jason, that they had entered the colosseum to receive permission to enter the broken world.

The broken world had only been a prerequisite for them to increase their combat experience and weaponry, and Betty couldn't help but think that Jason may have planned everything beforehand.

If she were to know that he had simply proposed to use the Colosseum to increase their combat strength only to bet his entire fortune, she would have slapped her forehead.

Fortunately, she didn't know that and left Jason's room with Ben after they had thrown him into the bed.

The final battle of the liberation tournament would be the day after, but only the oblivious and ignorant didn't know who was going to be the final winner!

Betty and the other God's children would rather fight against a bunch of prodigies from the Olympus federation, instead of Jason after he utilized his fusion with Artemis.

Even without the fusion, he was frightening enough, and his combat prowess was on a completely different level than what they had sensed from those who had overwhelmed them with their numbers!

They would bet their life on Jason's win if need be.

This was the level of confidence they had in his victory!

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