Chapter 667 : The Head of Military Intelligence

Four individuals sat in a large circular room, three seated and the last was standing near the one and only door leading inside. 

King Isadore Malfront pushed back his long golden hair, slumped on the chair, and let out a long sigh. He had large black bags under his eyes, his complexion looking worse than ever before.

"It's a disaster!" He said, helplessness and puzzlement lingering in his half-opened eyes.

The competition has been postponed longer than expected. It has been two days since the twenty-eight participants passed the fourth trial. Before continuing, Arthur did a thorough inspection of the remaining trials and dispatched the two Mythical Beings and Gutcha around the city. They were to ascertain that no Time Wraiths were lurking nearby, and so far, fortunately, there have been no sightings or attacks.