The Herb King

At this moment, Aethelwolf was overflowing with charisma. He activated his skill [Charm] to make everyone inside the room have a good impression of him. Even Hugo Ward who was harboring ill intent earlier felt his anger receding the more he looked at Aethelwolf.

"I hope that everyone inside this room will also forget the past feuds and disputes. There is no time for us to fight amongst ourselves. Only the enemies will benefit if we harm each other. If we work together, the Leone Empire's name would soon shake the Regalis Continent!" Aethelwolf muttered with a calm look and everyone could not help but picture the future he laid out for them.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Julius Reynolds stood up and said with a serious face. "Well said, Sir Aethelwolf! In that case, I will be the first one to announce that our Reynolds Household will stop fighting the Rayden Household."

Harold looked at his father in surprise, but he didn't stop him. The last battle with the top executives of the Northern Viper Group made him feel a sense of urgency. He felt as if there was a hidden trap waiting for them to fall into and Aethelwolf's suggestion could prevent them from falling into that trap.

Jericho Rayden sighed as he looked at Julius. Since the old man was willing to forget their dispute, it would make him look petty if he didn't do the same. He stood up and said. "The Rayden Household will compensate the Reynolds Household for all the damages caused in the last few decades. Our Rayden Household will treat the Reynolds Household as our greatest ally!" His words immediately stirred the people inside the VIP room. They knew that Jericho has despised the Reynolds Household for a long time and for him to say such things, meant that he was genuinely willing to let go of this hatred.

Emperor Ragnar who was watching from the sidelines revealed a look of interest when he saw the sudden turn of events. He couldn't believe that one speech from Aethelwolf actually made two old men who had been enemies for many years to become allies. It was something that he thought was impossible before.

The others were also shocked by the words of the two old men.

"The Hunter Association is also willing to forgive the Merchant Association." Ryk, the Vice Leader of the Hunter Association announced.

"The Alchemy Tower..."

"Hudson Household..."

More and more people stood up and expressed the same sentiments. They also knew that they had to work together to prevent the destruction of the Leone Empire.

Prince Calvin clenched his fists in excitement as he watch the scene unfold. It was beyond his expectations that someone could make these stubborn leaders lower their heads. He turned his gaze at Aethelwolf and saw that the man was looking at the arena. He acted as if he wasn't the one responsible for these changes. He made the internal cohesiveness of the empire sturdier with just a simple speech!

Meanwhile, Julie Irish Urgel silently stared at Aethelwolf with growing interest. This man was truly unfathomable and mysterious. 'I heard that he is planning to expand his business. Should I work with him?' She thought to herself.

The spectators of the battle arena were unaware that a strong alliance was being formed inside a VIP room.

"Alec Ward wins!"

The final round continued and Janrose managed to win her second battle effortlessly. She had two victories and she was able to firmly establish a position in the spot. Other than her, Alec Ward also remained undefeated and he won against his two opponents. The two of them were listed as first and second respectively.

Grace Urgel won her second match and she was able to clinch fifth place. One participant who was in sixth place was dissatisfied with this and he issued a challenge to her.

Grace won against the challenger despite being one minor level weaker than him. No one challenged her again after that fight, but Grace wasn't satisfied with being in fifth place so she challenged the third place. It was a guy named Michael Singler, a nineteen-year-old late stage Level 1 Esper proficient in using the spear.

"I challenge you!" Grace stared at the graceful youth with long black hair. Her gaze was full of determination.

Michael gracefully tied his hair into a ponytail before he jumped into the stage in one swift motion.

Swoosh!

He landed perfectly on the stage.

Michael's cool movements and handsome visage brought a wave of cheering among the young female spectators.

Grace stared at him in disdain as she muttered. "What a foppish asshole..."

"Are you guys ready?" The referee asked while looking at the two.

Grace and Michael nodded at the same time.

"Begin!"

Grace abruptly dashed straight toward Michael while taking out her daggers.

Michael remained calm despite the flashy speed of his opponent. He grabbed his spear and did a swiping motion, creating a blade arc along its path.

Grace swiftly ducked, barely avoiding the blade of his spear. She then slid beneath him and tried to cut the major tendons on his legs, but Michael suddenly jumped and pushed his spear to make himself jump higher.

'Chance!' Grace roared in her heart as she looked at Michael who was still in midair. She executed a brilliant footwork as she did a rotating motion with her daggers.

Michael who had his back exposed earlier suddenly turned his head to Grace. His expression was calm as he twisted his waist and delivered a roundhouse kick that accurately struck the stomach of his opponent.

Grace revealed a look of shock as her body was thrown outside the battle stage.

The referee quickly caught her before she fell to the ground and announced Michael's victory.

"That's your punishment for insulting me..." Michael muttered while staring at the indignant Grace with a calm expression. He then walked down the stage and went to the resting area under the surprised gazes of the crowd. It was only when he left that they erupted into cheers.