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But I couldn't help but harbor suspicions—was the crown prince's participation purely for the sake of competition, or did he harbor motives akin to others who sought contact with Hazel? The rules of the contest were straightforward: no killing, only the surrender of one's opponent would determine the victor. It seemed like a straightforward premise, but beneath its simplicity lay a complex tapestry of strategy, skill, and determination. As I prepared to face Theriod, I couldn't shake the feeling that this match carried greater implications than met the eye.

Inside, there was a long driveway leading to an estate with several mansions. Beautiful girls chatted away with excitement. Feeling out of place, I proceeded to the registration desk and waited in line. The attendant smiled broadly and held a tablet. When he asked for my full name, age, and pack, I broke into a cold sweat and lied. I received a tag and joined the elegantly dressed contestants who were chatting away. A voice blared from the speakers. "All contestants and guests are reminded that this contest is not open to Syndicate members. you're advised to leave immediately if there are any among us."

Subconsciously I put a hand around my waist and stepped back. Alaric held up a palm to stop them from rejoicing too early. “It is a contest that would mean death to the loser.” The cheering stopped as everyone gaped at their leader. Alaric paced the dry land and smirked. “Anyone who enters the contest will have to fight to the death. The emerging winner will take the girl.” He announced. And for the second time since I came here, Alaric left all of us with a look of bewilderment in our faces.

“Then you walked away. Or you’re forced to. No one’s ever entered after being rejected. Not unless someone on the Council intervenes. But that’s rare. And… costly.” “How many people compete?” “Not many. A few from each class. Mostly legacy heirs. Betas is hoping to rise. Deltas who think they’re strong enough to prove everyone wrong.” He paused, eyes flicking toward the dais. “And they all—what? Fight?” He shook his head. “Not... Not right away. There are three. Trials. Layers. But the end is always the same.” His voice lowered further. “Someone wins. And more than one person loses.”

Are there any questions? ‘When do we start?’ Sarah Reynolds said, her face flushed and her dark eyes glittering with excitement. Drops of perspiration sparkled on her curly hair. ‘The contest’s already begun. Whatever you’re wearing, that’s it. There’s no returning to the village. Anyone who wants to drop out can do so. But the plane won’t return for three days.’ ‘And no doubt there’ll be aéeé iIess than complimentary letter to our company bosses if we refuse to take part,’ Ruth said dryly.

What is the best way for me to learn about the possible rules of the competition? As a result of my decision, I went online to check whether or not the competition had any guidelines or rules that were posted. Should that not be the case, I could always get in touch with the coordinators to inquire about additional information. It was necessary to be well-organized and to have a clear understanding of what was expected of them in order to have a successful entry.

I pulled her close. She sat sideways on my lap and gently touched my face. My hand slid from her waist to her thigh, just below her miniskirt. “What event are you competing in next week?” she asked, still playing with my hair. “The three of us are entering every individual event. Daryl and Aaron are doing three each. The team’s entering both relays,” I began. “But next week is just the qualifiers.” “Qualifiers?” “Yes, they introduced a new rule this year. Any school can enter, regardless of past performance. I think it’s to help discover new talent.”

No other human had such access, even Elijah could not grant such access. Ann had also said that the candidates had been selected from the major provinces and would compete and complete each round and obtain excellent results to qualify to enter the next tournament. I clicked my tongue as I wished and determined that I would make all the rounds. Everyone who makes each round could apply for a one-on-one date with Elijah. All contestants needed to stay in the palace during the competition except they were eliminated. Eliminated contestants can go back to their pack. “Now to the rulessss.” The host's voice brought me back to reality. I was startled, did I get lost for a long time? I wondered, m

"I heard from Stella that your company has a competition recently. Are you very busy?" Jaylene replied, "Yes, there's a National Perfume Blending Competition, and registration has already started." Stella said, "All the best." Jaylene replied with two laughing emojis. "Keegan, I'm not participating. Only senior perfume blending technicians can enter. I haven't gotten my certification yet, so I can only participate as an assistant. A technician can bring one assistant to participate, so I guess we can consider it a team championship. But I'll be eligible to participate independently in the next round, so it won't be necessary then."

In fact, they exceeded her expectations. She felt a rare sense of satisfaction bloom in her chest. If this was how the team performed under pressure, then Auralink had a real chance at dominating the expo. “What about the gaming part?” someone asked from the far end of the table. “And the other competitions?” another voice added. Before Cassienne could respond, Dreston spoke first. “That will be handled individually,” he said calmly. “Anyone interested in participating should submit their names along with the specific games they want to compete in. We’ll assess from there.”