'It's finally happening. It's finally happening. It's finally happening.'
In Morgana's Duchy, Dante read the news in a simple inn, unable to hide his excitement.
The competition was starting in a day.
Finally, after all that time, the competition was about to start!
'I'm definitely getting those potions for my master.' Fafnir clenched his fists tightly as he decided in his heart.
After all, that was the purpose of all that waiting. He wanted to win for his master and get those potions before leaving.
"Would drinking the potion increase your stats alone or give half the stats to that boy?" Greed appeared on the table and wondered: "You get half the stats that he earns. Would the same thing happen to you?"
Fafnir frowned and took a sip of his drink, ignoring Greed completely.
"Why don't you try it?" Greed suggested: "I'm sure Ruby can buy you something that could increase your stats with all the money she has. Try it and see how the effect will be."
