"He is the guardian of this sea. He has stood watch for the last four thousand years. There is no way anyone can defeat him.. So yeah passing and all." Neptunia said
Razeal watched the battle below for a few more seconds as listening before finally speaking again
"Hmmm… I see," he said slowly. "So they aren't really going serious here."
Neptunia glanced at him from the side, but he continued before she could respond.
"If that's the case, then this whole thing feels… simple. Almost like they want someone to win." His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked back at the arena. "Very desperately."
He turned toward her then, studying her expression. "I wonder what do they want from the winners?"
Neptunia stiffened at the question.
"No," she said immediately, her tone firm. "It's not like that. And don't start thinking nonsense. There's nothing harmful waiting for the winners.. I can see you are already thinking some bad."
Razeal raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced.
