The previous night's heavy rain has subsided, leaving only clear skies the following morning.
Standing on the smooth stone driveway outside the mansion in the hills was Kurt, dressed in a new maroon suit, black shirt, black pants, and his usual weaponry.
Beside him was Hope, practically vibrating with quiet excitement, and Sadie, vibrating with no so quiet excitement.
"Are you sure you three don't want to come with us to watch the tournament live?" he asked, directing his question toward Wendy, Isabel, and Yuna who stood opposite them.
Wendy offered a polite smile as she shook her head. "There is no need, Master Rossana. Tricea has recently developed its second version of recording tags. Regular recording tags are now synced to all broadcast arrays across the campus, allowing us to watch every single match live from the comfort of the manor's lounge."
"Ah, so they're livestreaming the event, is what you're saying."
"In simple terms, yes." Wendy nodded once.
