What an Unfortunate Draw

There was a man.

He had just won his preliminary match in the sparring tournament and stepped down from the stage.

The gazes of the crowd followed him.

It was only natural, since the person he had defeated was none other than one of the tournament’s strongest favorites to win.

Most people would have felt proud under such attention, but the man paid it no heed, as if such things were beneath him, and headed off somewhere.

He was heading toward a dining hall prepared by the Justice Alliance.

After ordering a bowl of noodles there and quietly finishing it, he left the dining hall again.

Then he entered some deserted alley.

“Ha. So I’ve been found out.”

The man soon stopped, chuckled, and spoke...