A Condition

"I have a condition." Clovis raised one finger. 

The others were quite surprised by this decision. The entire atmosphere felt like Clovis was about to accept him, but surprisingly, Clovis wanted to add something first. 

"What is that?" Ragna gulped down, feeling the pressure. 

"First of all, we are not from this city, so we don't know anything about you, especially your reputation. What we know comes from what you've claimed. I'm not saying if you're lying or something, but there's still a need to prove yourself first, don't you think?"

"That's…" Ragna thought for a moment. "…understandable."

"And the reason why we're here is to prepare ourselves for the Shining Star Competition."

"Shining Star? The competition for under 25 years old? If I'm not wrong, you guys are…"