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This is good news; the stronger the alliance, the more advantageous it is for him!
"Hmph." Shana seemed to have lowered her guard as well, placing one hand across her blindfold and crossing the other, revealing half of her cool profile:
"You only need to know that my Demon Eye harbors the deepest darkness, and any power of light will be annihilated... Dragon blood, the sword of the hero, and many divine objects from the past and future have all fallen beneath it!"
"Driven by the most profound and evil chaotic bloodline, this world can be burned to ashes!!!"
"So powerful!!!" Both Lark and the "darkness" within him were shocked.
"Can I see it? Now, right now!" Lark said excitedly as he rushed up to Shana.
As if he had suddenly become rich overnight, Lak now thought that all the schemes and tricks he had played before were bullshit, and he would fast forward to the stage of expanding his combat power and destroy the world!
Destruction, that's awesome!
"Huh? Now, this..." Shana was caught off guard, her face flushed red, and she explained somewhat awkwardly:
"I... no, my power is still growing, still in the growth stage, so I can't use it yet, yes, that's it!" Shana said guiltily, her eyes darting away.
“I see…” Lark stood up regretfully, realizing he had been too presumptuous.
If the opponent is truly that powerful, they wouldn't need my assistance; they would have already begun destroying the world. It's easy to imagine that such terrifying power must have many limitations and requires gradual growth and planning.
"Anyway, let me confirm, if you become a hero... what will you do?"
Taking a deep breath, Lark looked at Shana and asked cautiously.
He clutched his heart tightly, fearing he might hear some other outrageous answer.
"Is there even a question?" Shana raised her bandaged right hand high, her voice deep and resonant.
"I will plunge the entire continent into darkness! In my name, Shana, the Child of Darkness, I declare the end of the world!!!"
That's it! This is more like it!!!
Lark clenched his fist excitedly as he looked at Shana's figure.
"I understand. Well then, I look forward to your performance..."
Suppressing his emotions, Lak slowly turned around and walked step by step toward the entrance of the training camp. His originally hunched body was now incredibly upright!
He's doing it again!
"Chief Lark, Commander Erwin is looking for you?" A blond-haired Dane approached, glancing with a hint of confusion at Shana, who was still lost in her chuunibyou pose in the distance behind Lark. "What's going on here...?"
"Your name is Dane, right?" Lark interrupted, looking at Dane, who had a gentle demeanor and a bright face.
"Yes, it is."
“Very good.” Lark nodded, then looked him up and down again. “I’ll remember you.”
This was… Dane was overjoyed.
He knew that Lark actually thought highly of him, but he didn't want to show any bias in front of so many other potential heroes.
Now that the other party has made a point of remembering him, isn't that implying that he is the greatest hope to become a hero?
"Thank you for your high regard!" Dane bowed.
Lak's smile was full of meaning as he gently stroked the magic stone ring on his middle finger, subtly binding the other person's aura and magic.
"Let's go."
He looked at the open space at the entrance of the training camp, where a huge magic circle had been slowly set up not long ago.
The Hero Awakening Ceremony is about to begin.
……
The deep, resonant sound of bells echoed from the tallest tower in the capital.
The sound echoed throughout the entire capital, and countless citizens emerged from their homes, gazing devoutly and hopefully toward the royal palace and the direction of the brave candidate training camp.
On the palace terrace near the training camp, nobles gradually filled the seats, craning their necks to look expectantly at the awakening array, their faces beaming with anticipation.
"It's finally about to begin! This time, which hero candidate do you think will awaken and become a hero?"
In the middle of the terrace, there was a luxurious small gambling table. Today, these nobles were clearly not just there to observe the ceremony, but also for some entertainment.
--gamble!
Duke Clyde spoke first: "The lowest odds belong to Dane, the hero candidate. Although he is still very young, he is indeed very promising to become a true hero. One to five, hehe, the dukes probably have no interest in betting on such a small stake, so let me bet... one hundred Kur gold coins."
"Duke Clyde, that's a bit unfair of you. Everyone wants to bet on Dane; everyone knows he has almost a 70-80% chance of becoming the hero!!!"
One marquis complained, and the other nobles nodded in agreement, clearly also wanting to gamble on Dane.
"Don't worry, everyone. Today's betting is sponsored by the Kingdom's largest merchant guild, the Roth Merchant Guild. Even if you bet everything on Dane, the guild won't have any objections..."
Clyde was clearly a seasoned gambler; he smiled and explained, then looked towards the other side of the terrace:
"Besides, we nobles are not the only ones present. I think the dignitaries of the Holy Church will have different opinions."
A priest from the holy church, dressed in a white robe, smiled and nodded. After thinking for a moment, he spoke:
"The Holy Church believes that the goddess does not only focus on excellence, but also on the purity of the soul... I am willing to offer some blessings to this child."
Following the direction the priest pointed, the nobles saw Jenny huddled in a corner eating.
“Although Jenny is not very good at expressing herself, I can see that she is very brave and kind at heart, and she is also very hardworking... Three hundred kohl gold coins, that’s a fitting affirmation.”
Jenny's odds are 3 to 1, which does show great potential.
The priest took out a bag of gold coins, which finally made the situation gradually liven up.
The other nobles and forces stopped hesitating and began to discuss among themselves. They finally agreed that, apart from Dane, only Jenny and a few other older hero candidates had a chance.
Despite the priest's comments, most people's opinions remain unchanged, believing that Dane Brando will become the awakened hero.
"Is Dane guaranteed to win? Not necessarily."
At that moment, a discordant voice emerged from the crowd.
His deep, muffled voice, filled with disdain, reached everyone's ears.
The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly turned strange, and they all looked at the last duke to arrive, Duke Moss.
That was the very sound he had just made.
Having vaguely guessed what Moss wanted to say, the group exchanged glances, and finally, Duke Clyde spoke up out of curiosity:
"Duke Moss, do you perhaps have a different opinion?"
“Of course,” Duke Moss patted his large belly and pointed to Tangk, the hero candidate, his son, with a matter-of-fact expression.
"Can't you all see it?" Moss raised his head, extremely proud.
“My son, Tang Ke, has the qualities of a hero.”
Chapter 42 The Hero Who Wins One to One Hundred?
"Tonker? Duke Moss's second son?"
The nobles fell silent for a moment, then began to whisper among themselves.
Tang Ke did indeed meet the conditions for the awakening of a hero, and his personality was unusually unaffected by Duke Moss, which is quite fair.
To be fair, without Dane, the chances of the other person becoming a hero were indeed quite high.
but……
Finally, Clyde, who had always been at odds with Duke Moss, scoffed:
"If the new hero were Duke Moss's son, the entire kingdom would be crying!"
"Before expecting Tang Ke to become a hero, shouldn't you consider severing your father-son relationship with him first, Duke Moss?"
Moss's eyes widened, and he slammed his fist on the table in anger: "You dare to curse again?!"
The nobles finally smiled with relief, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.
"Duke Moss, so you're going to bet on Tonks? How many gold coins are you willing to put up?" the crowd asked curiously.
Moss snorted and tossed out a heavy bag of gold coins.
The bag landed right at Clyde's feet. Clyde shrugged nonchalantly, then stepped forward and counted it. He quickly exclaimed in surprise:
"A thousand gold coins?"
This was no small sum for a nobleman.
Tonk's odds were second only to Jenny's, at 1 to 5, but he had been overlooked by everyone before due to the Duke of Moss's reputation.
“If you bet on Tonk and succeed, you’ll earn four thousand gold coins. Duke Moss, I never realized you trusted your son so much.” Clyde couldn’t help but admire him.
"Who said that?" To everyone's surprise, Duke Moss glared at him and immediately shook his head.
"I'm betting on Dane, 1 to 1.5 odds, right? Okay, hurry up, don't dawdle!"
A profound silence fell over the room.
They were all speechless at Moss's incredible actions.
Clyde looked shocked: "You...you said that Tonk had the appearance of a hero?"
“Yes!” Duke Moss said with a straight face, “So you should hurry up and place your bets, it’s a sure thing!”
Everyone was speechless; Duke Moss's shamelessness had once again lowered their standards.
“I bet Dane.”
"I also bet on Dane."
The gambling table gradually filled with gold coins, and in the distance, under the organization of Lak and the Knights, a group of hero candidates gradually gathered towards the magic circle.
A few noises came from the terrace again.
"Your Highness?!"
"Your Highness Ota, what brings you here? Are you feeling better?"
The nobles' expressions shifted, and they quickly turned to look at the terrace, where Prince Otta, looking slightly haggard, was slowly walking towards them, supported by his servants.
"After all, it's an awakening ceremony. Although it's all been handed over to Chief Lak to preside over, I still have to come and take a look."
Pale-faced Ota greeted everyone present, managing a weak smile.