�Of course I can help.�

Uorin took a few steps back as if reestablishing a sense of distance.

�But they may not help.�The important thing is plausibility.�For example, let�s say there is a rich man who owns 100 billion gold.�That person is about 1 gold, it doesn�t matter if you give it to anyone.�But it doesn�t.�Not because the money is wasted, but because there is no possibility.�If you give 1 gold to someone for no reason, you have to give 1 gold to everyone in the world.�My brother doesn�t have a chance yet.�So you must come up with a reason to help him.�

�I����What should I do?�

�That, too, belongs to my brother.�A lot could be lost in this demonstration.�But it�s also an opportunity to get something more precious than that.�I hope you make a wise choice.�

Uorin finished with those words and headed for the door.�The beautiful smile that Sirone had been expecting could not be seen until the end.

Left alone in the waiting room, Sirone was lost in thought.�She was analyzing her words at the last moment of her choice.

�I see.�

Losing a lot was the material damage that occurred when the first prince was given up.�Conversely, obtaining something precious meant the lives of Orkamp and Eliza.

If Zeon becomes the king of Kazura, Uorin will have a chance to help himself.

That is, she is saying this.�I will guarantee the lives of her real parents, so I will hand over the kingship to Zion.

�Yeah, that�s enough.�

Sirone is determined to ruin the show.

Perhaps Orkamp would be disappointed, but in the end, he was saving his life, so he fulfilled his responsibility as a child.

A lamp on the ceiling lit up and a loud siren sounded.�

After organizing her thoughts, Sirone entered the elevator installed on the wall.�When the switch was lowered, the elevator went up to the ground with a clatter.

When I arrived on the ground, all I could see was the closed darkness and the iron bars installed 10 meters in front of me.�

The sunlight was weak because it was before the sun went down, but the champions of long ago must have looked at the intense sun in broad daylight and reflected on their hopes for life.

The bars went up, and Sirone walked to the center of the Colosseum.

Ji-on was right when he said it was a clown show.�As many eyes were aimed at her, she felt as if she had been stripped naked.�

The target was standing in the direction of the sunset.�It was a shabby wooden plank, as if she had found it as a last resort while in a hurry.

Not stoning, but getting magic with that?�If it was meant to be ridiculed, it was perfect.

I sneered at the thought of a dispute over even choosing one target.

�From now on, we will have time to verify the qualifications of the candidate for the first prince.�

To verify the qualifications of the candidate for the first prince.�It was certainly a good excuse to set up as a clown.

Sirone saluted Orkamp and said:

�Your Highness, magic is a powerful force.�Otherwise, the property may be damaged.�I would like to ask for your understanding first.�

It meant that the precious target could be destroyed.�It was a blow to the crowd mocking him.

Orkamp quickly saw through and supported Syrone�s will.

�Nothing to worry about.�A target is just an excuse, as long as you can show off your skills, it doesn�t matter what you do.� JrNovels.com