The tournament begins

With his custom armor ready and his expectations set for the next day's tournament, Ethan retired to his bed. He knew that he needed to rest and mentally prepare for the competition that awaited him.

Closing his eyes, he focused on his goals for the tournament and the opportunity to demonstrate his skills in Highgarden square. As the night wore on and the city fell into silence, Ethan fell asleep.

In the morning, the group gathered in Ethan's room, ready to start the day and accomplish their assigned tasks. Ethan had planned how they would divide his efforts to make his plum vodka and beer business thrive in Highgarden.

"Well, here's the plan for today. Leandro and Elara will be busy with the barrels, making sure that the alcohol fermentation progresses as planned. It's important that everything is in order for our production." - Ethan said.

Leandro and Elara nodded, ready to get to work.

"Dario, you will be in charge of visiting the local taverns and inns. We want to find out where there is the most clientele and which are the most promising places to sell our product. Take note of everything." - explained the young man.

"Understood, Ethan. I'll take a tour of the city and take note of the busiest places." - Dario agreed.

With assigned tasks and a clear plan, the group prepared to begin their day.

Ethan left his room with his armor on, ready for the day and the tournaments ahead of him. Although his armor was light and did not provide complete protection, he felt confident in his ability to fight and compete. The black color of the armor stood out in the crowd, but it was the golden emblem on his chest that really caught the eye.

Ethan arrived at the tournament event in Highgarden's main square and quickly pulled out his badge with the number 23.

Excitement was in the air as he waited in line to enter the competition area. He looked around him and noticed that there were a variety of competitors of different sizes and abilities.

There were burly farmers carrying axes, thin men wielding smaller swords, and a wide range of fighting styles represented. Ethan spoke with several of the competitors while he waited his turn.

He took the opportunity to analyze everyone present. Since he arrived in Highgarden he hasn't stopped using his ability. Of all of them, one person caught his attention.

Among all the competitors, one man in particular caught Ethan's attention. He was a tall and robust individual, with black hair and light skin. His appearance indicated that he might come from the northern regions, where people were often taller and stronger.

Ethan watched the man with interest, noting his imposing presence amidst the crowd of competitors. His posture and expression indicated that he was prepared to give his best in tournaments, and his physical appearance suggested that he was a formidable opponent.

When analyzed, the man's statistics were the highest he had seen so far in this new world.

"Sigrid; Physical: High; Mind: High; Spirit: High; Age: 25; Moral: High; Romantic interest: None; Affiliate: North; Luck: High;"

"I'm impressed. Maybe I should try to recruit him into my group. Let's see how the tournament goes, we'll probably end up fighting in the final." - thought the young man.

The excitement of the tournament grew with each passing moment.

The midday sun shone brightly on Highgarden's main square, where crowds had gathered to watch the exciting tournaments. The energy in the air was palpable, with spectators cheering and cheering the competitors as they eagerly awaited the next bout.

The tournament announcer raised his voice and announced the name of the two opponents who would face each other. The crowd roared with excitement when they heard Ethan's name, and the young man entered the battlefield with the applause and encouragement of the people in his favor. His determination and the golden emblem on his armor stood out from the crowd.

In front of Ethan, his opponent, the farmer with a sickle in his right hand and a shield in his left, also entered the battlefield. The crowd watched in anticipation as the two competitors prepared for the match.

The showdown was about to begin, and Ethan remained alert, ready to test his skills and advance in the hand-to-hand combat tournament.

Although fighting to the death was not prohibited by the rules, he preferred to simply disarm the opponent.

Ethan, aware of these rules, prepared for his confrontation with the farmer. His goal was to disarm his opponent and win honorably, without causing unnecessary harm.

With exceptional technique, he managed to completely disarm his opponent, leaving him lying on the ground in one quick and precise movement.

The crowd in Highgarden Square erupted in applause and cheers as they witnessed Ethan's skill on the battlefield.

Ethan left the battlefield with his head held high, feeling satisfied with his victory and grateful for the crowd's support.

As Ethan progressed in the hand-to-hand combat tournaments, his talent and skill were evident to everyone present in Highgarden square. He continued to win his matches in impressive fashion, defeating his opponents with a single punch and leaving a lasting impression on the crowd.

The rabble that gathered in the square could not help but admire and recognize Ethan's talent on the battlefield. Applause and cheers followed his every victory, and his name became known among the spectators.