Preparing for the Competition

Upon hearing that a competition was going to be held, I decided to ride Count Kleber's carriage to the amphitheater in advance with Marie.

I'd been uneasy ever since I heard that Count Kleber had rented it.

A cooking competition belongs in a kitchen.

A place with broad worktables, a reliable supply of water and fire, stable ingredient storage, and convenient cleanup.

But this man had said he'd rented the largest amphitheater in the capital.

When I first heard it, I thought he was joking.

But perhaps because he intended to sell tickets, Count Kleber had really secured that enormous place.

When I stood on the central stage, I could see the audience seating all around me.

I heard it had been a place where gladiatorial matches, swordsmanship competitions, major speeches, and public executions had been held countless times.

Fortunately, these days it apparently hosted only swordsmanship competitions and speeches...