Who Is the Opponent?

The day of the wager we'd agreed on.

Thirty minutes until the duel began.

The training hall deep inside the White Tiger Guild's main building was eerily quiet, unlike usual.

There were no spectators and no broadcast cameras.

Naturally.

The winner could force the loser to comply with one demand of their choosing.

Though they called it a wager, in plain terms, it was no different from a modern-day slave contract.

There was nothing to gain from letting the world learn about an affair involving even Japan's Reproductive Resource Management Agency, so only a handful of people in Korean Hunter society knew about it.

But those very few people had all gathered in one place today.

“Sigh….”...