The Thief

Vincent returned to his seat as he receives several gazes from the crowd including his fellow competitors.

They were gazes filled with respect or gazes with hostility.

"Hey, Vincent… I'm Mursel. I've been very curious about you even before you went on the stage." A young man suddenly came to speak to him. This young man was seated behind Vincent and he seems to have just gone into battle.

His mana is still a bit chaotic and Vincent can also tell that he was sweating because of the smell. Anyway, he didn't immediately answer.

He felt that Mursel was just trying to be friendly after he had shown his skills. If he will entertain this, this might happen regularly and all sorts of people will start to try and get closer to him.

He didn't want this due to various reasons.

Mursel didn't mind as he continued, "Will you battle against Magnus later on? Actually, I planned to fight him in my third match. After three more rounds, my name will probably be called."