Progress

"You lower realm scum." Lodos smirked, extended his index finger and motioned for Emery to come closer. "If you dare, fight me in a real environment. No more of that virtual bullshit like in the games!" He shouted.

The commotion caused all the other acolytes still around to look in their direction and gather around them. Everyone seemed to think this would be the start of a very interesting fight.

Before the second game, Lodos was known as the strongest acolyte among them. Now, thanks to winning the game, Emery could actually be considered the new champion among the elites. He was even supposed to be the privilege class after all.

"Kekeke, interesting! We're getting a first-grade entertainment show on our first day!" One acolyte from the crowd sneered.

When Emery was about to open his mouth and announce his decision, Julian squeezed his shoulder and shook his head. "Don't. He is trying to rile you up and you are allowed to refuse a non-virtual challenge."