26 The Holy tournamen (1/2)
Ralfe looked up from the letter of invitation as he heard Malik's confused voice and found him deep in thought.
”Oh! Forgive me! It slipped my mind that your holiness had come from the sea!” The fatty quickly lowered his head as if asking for forgiveness though not very far as his body shape wouldn't allow it.
”It's fine, just explain.” The black haired man said as he waved his hand, not caring whatsoever.
Ralfe quickly sprung back up and started to explain in excitement.
”The Holy tournament is the biggest tournament for Chosen in the whole enlightened continent! I heard that an invitation was extremely hard to get and even the powerful divines would pay a huge sum for it, yet your holiness was able to easily get one! that's amazing!” He said with his eyes shining in admiration.
'Looks like that bluebird is nicer than she looks, at least now I know she didn't rip me off.'
Seeing that the young man wasn't going to explain, Ralfe cleared his throat and continued with his explanation.
”Ahem, The Burning Light City is owned by Kong the sun monkey divine with the elements of fire and light. They only send out 100 invitations two years before the tournament takes place and if sold at an auction they can go for up to a low demigod beast core in price!” You could basically see money signs in Ralfe's eyes as he stared at the invitation.
Malik frowned and quickly swiped the invitation out of Ralfe's hands before asking ”What makes this so expensive? Aren't I a low demigod divine? So doesn't that mean this invitation is basically worth my life?”
Realizing he almost let his greed take over, Ralfe scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.
”Not exactly. A living divine would be worth more than just the core of one and also they can't be sold especially in the enlightened continent as long as both of the churches remain in power, though the rules don't apply if the cores are from the wildlands though.”
The black haired young man nodded and urged him to continue.
”The last reason is the prizes! After all, how can there be a tournament with no prizes? Every tournament there is something different but it's always something extremely valuable even for Divines!” He said, not realizing he had gone back into teacher mode.
”Like what exactly?” Malik asked curiously.
”Ancient artifacts, Invitations, Cores of powerful divines are some of the prizes from the past that I heard but these are all rumors after all. The prizes are not for the chosen taking place but the divines behind them so how could I get any detailed information on a transaction between divines? I'm merely an artificer that was in line to become a Chosen after all.” Ralfe sighed in hopelessness.
”I see.” He said while feeling a bit disappointed but he was still satisfied with the amount of information the fatty had given him.
'No wonder these invitations are so valuable. I wouldn't be surprised if there were divines that would even kill for these. I'm not innocent enough to believe that just the Church's names are enough of a deterrent to hold back the evil and sneaky divines. Wait now that I think about it?'