214 The Invitation.

"Ah! Yes. Young Master, the invitation came," Irvin mentioned as he took out a scroll from his Spatial Ring.

The scroll had a red stamp over it with the mercenary guild's stamp. Others didn't seem surprised because they were already aware of it.

"I told you that I will not accept any invitations, Irvin." Ozul found it bothersome since he knew that he wouldn't ally with any of them anyway.

Instead of putting the invitation away like he usually did, Irvin insisted, "No no, Young Master. This is different."

"Hmm?" Ozul looked at the scroll. The point that it was sent by the mercenary guild was the only special thing about it. He asked, "What is it about?"

"It's the invitation for the Tournament," Irvin answered.

However, Ozul looked just as confused as he did before. He hadn't heard of any tournament before.