Prelude To The Big Match [1]

Thump! 

The referee caught Leon's fall before announcing the result of the match. 

"The winner is Leon Ellert of the Nurs Ancifa Empire!" 

By the time the referee's voice faded, the entire Colosseum was quiet. Not a single person said a word as they looked at the passed-out Leon and the heavily breathing Amell who was sitting on the ground, his hands behind him to support his body. 

"Haaa... Haaa..." 

He looked utterly exhausted, his face pale and his chest rising and falling repeatedly. 

And yet, despite his loss, he didn't look disappointed at all. 

In fact, he appeared somewhat happy. 

The sight wasn't something that many picked up. 

Not many besides Elysia... The delegate from his Empire. 

Cra Crack—

The armrest of her chair shattered as her expression chilled and her eyes settled over Amell.