A tense atmosphere filled the room. "What are you implying?" Elira was not pleased.
Eldrin smirked, the strange glint in his eyes growing brighter.
Elira spoke, her grip tightening on the hilt of her sheathed sword. "Are you saying you had something to do with my win?"
"Maybe. Maybe not." Eldrin shrugged, taking another swig from his bottle. "All I'm saying is, don't get too comfortable. You're playing in the big leagues now. There are many who can change everything with just a flick of their finger."
He also casually looked at Liam as he said it.
Elira was about to say something when Liam finally interrupted. "That's enough. You are both unnecessarily making a lot of noise." He then turned towards Elira and asked her to return to her room. "You have had a long day. You should go and rest."
Only after hearing him, did the young elven girl quickly bow her head and leave for the night, closing the door behind her. However, not before she shot a glare in the direction of the chubby elf.
She did not like him. Not one bit.
But Eldrin only laughed at this behavior. "How naive. Ba ha ha ha!"
"She is young. You should not mind her." Liam sat down on a chair, looking outside to the street through the window. The night was still lively as many engaged in boisterous activities.
Eldrin as well laughed and sat down. But the next second, his expression became quite serious. "So how did you do it? How did you cast a confusion skill onto the guy that went past the barrier of the arena?"
In all the years he had watched the recruitment tournament, he had never once witnessed anything .
It was impossible to tamper with this tournament past the barrier that was present between the arena stage and the audience but Liam had effortlessly done the same anyways.
Liam only smiled and did not say anything as he continued to watch outside.
"You are a pretty impressive guy. You have a lot of tricks up your sleeve." Eldrin shrugged and gave up trying to pry the secret.
"Not as impressive as you." Liam unexpectedly turned around and wiggled his brows with a smirk. "You should have won a fortune tonight. How much was the haul?"
Eldrin looked shocked for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Boss, I have a feeling we will have a very productive partnership!"
The two of them did not reveal their secrets but it was clear that they understood each other very well.
Liam did not really care about these winnings. Sure, it was probably a big number but what he really cared about was…
Continuing to look outside the window, he silently muttered under his breath. "Would she be able to access the system store?"
Eldrin could still hear it and he nodded. "Yes. You can trust me on this." With that, the elf did not linger around any longer and returned to his own accommodation which was at a different inn.
The night passed away eventlessly and the next morning as well everyone still awaited more information.
But an hour past noon, Eldrin came rushing to the inn. "I have good news!" He then took a look at Elira and weirdly corrected his statement. "Well, I have news."
Elira gave a stink eye to the chubby elf and refrained from responding.
"What happened?" Liam asked.
"I know who is going to be handing over our girl's reward." Eldrin laughed.
"It seems like the elves who left for the mystic realm haven't returned from their trip yet. They are probably still searching for you over there."
Eldrin gave a mysterious smile and added, "So the person in charge of this recruitment event this time around is none other than Prince Aranthor himself."
Liam's eyes widened. "Is he someone very difficult to handle?"
Eldrin laughed and shook his head. "No. No. Absolutely not. He is extremely easy to handle. Of all the royal jerkfaces we might have had to face, this one is the easiest. We have here the best case scenario!"
"But the only problem is…" Eldrin then sighed. "Your slave is not good looking enough."
"Right. You are not from this world. So, you don't understand… Liam." Eldrin paused. "Have you seen elven women yet? I mean have you seen the really beautiful ones?"
"Let's just say that Aranthor has a preference for aesthetics, a weakness that we can take advantage of but you slave definitely won't make the cut."
Liam stared at the elf, wondering what he was getting at. It was not like they could switch out the person now. After all, the whole arena has seen her.
"He He. Don't worry. I have a plan!" Eldrin took out a small vial from his ring with a big grin on his face. Inside this vial, there was a single pill. "This is called the beauty pill!"
Liam accepted the vial and examined the pill.
"Have your elf take it and there is a good chance that we will get good results tomorrow!" Eldrin gave a thumbs up and a knowing nod.
Liam eyed the pill skeptically. "And what exactly does this 'beauty pill' do? Any side effects I should know about?"
Eldrin chuckled. "Ah, you're cautious. Good, good. The beauty pill enhances the user's physical appearance, making them more appealing to the eye."
"It adjusts to the individual's natural features, enhancing them rather than altering them. The effects last for a day or so. As for side effects, there's a slight fatigue as the body adjusts, but that's about it. Tell that ugly thing to take this tomorrow. Or don't. Up to you."
"You must have won something good to be so generous?" Liam suddenly asked him.
Eldrin stared at him for a moment before laughing. "Who knows?" The elf shrugged and bid farewell. The main event was after all tomorrow and everyone needed their rest for the important day.