I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

The movements of the border demon army were quickly relayed to the king through special means.

Charles XI was originally in the VIP seats of the tournament hall, watching the first match between the sixth rank.

Upon hearing the news, he immediately returned to the palace with his personal guards and summoned his ministers to discuss the war.

Taking advantage of the situation, the eldest prince Simmons pointed out that the "World's Number One" competition was a waste of resources and began to criticize Tester.

However, Tester proposed the best match in the world, which would be perfect for helping defend the border city.

Generally, it takes a large sum of money to send unofficial Tier 6 professionals to the front lines.

However, now, by simply setting the final competition to the number of monsters hunted and increasing the champion's reward accordingly, the participating professionals can be made to serve the kingdom.

And it's not just the sixth order.

Fifth-tier, fourth-tier, and even lower-tier professionals can all be "utilized".

This may cause some participants to withdraw.

But this can also serve as a screening process.

All those who remain are people who can be used by the kingdom.

The title of the best in the world should be chosen from among this group of people; that would be truly deserved.

Tester finished explaining his plan in one breath.

Everyone, including the king, was stunned.

They never imagined that Tester United Adventurers Guild had such a deeper consideration behind organizing this competition.

If things really go as Tester described, the border war will gain a fresh force.

High-level combatants of rank seven or above do not easily participate in battles.

The number of Tier 6 combatants can already influence the situation on the battlefield to a certain extent.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Charles XI said "good" three times in a row, and looked at Tester with great satisfaction.

It seems that ever since his third son went to Warkam and suffered a major setback, his behavior and interpersonal skills have improved by more than one level.

"The world's number one competition will continue, under the full supervision of Tester. As for the first batch of reinforcements sent to Warrengle, the Reid family will lead the way!"

Upon hearing this, the gray-haired Viscount Reed glanced at the eldest prince, Simmons, and then acknowledged the order, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Simmons glared at Tester through gritted teeth.

Although Viscount Lid's rank was not high, his son was a seventh-tier powerhouse.

Moreover, Liddell was an aristocrat!

The significance of King Sendrid to Warrengard for support could not be clear.

The king now has a high opinion of Tester.

This is not good news for Simmons.

......

Martial Arts Hall!

The competition between sixth-tier teams continues.

With a seventh-tier fighter, a magic array barrier was set up around the arena.

Under normal circumstances, the barrier will not break.

Anno was also watching the game from the stands.

However, the battles between sixth-tier units are dazzling.

A sixth-tier mage's magic can shatter an arena built of special materials with a single strike.

Melee classes are so fast that Anno can't even see the traces of their attacks.

But the surrounding audience didn't care about any of that.

Whenever they see a loud "boom boom boom" explosion, they erupt in deafening cheers.

"I wonder if he can replicate the skills used by sixth-tier professionals."

While watching the match, Anuo glanced at Sun, who was not far away.

Beside Sun were Miao, Sen, and Constance.

Many others forged friendships in the midst of battle, just like them.

This competition not only provided an opportunity for everyone to compete, but also deepened the exchange between professionals of different races.

A day passed quietly.

Although battles between sixth-tier units can be quite lengthy, many people are hesitant to reveal their trump cards in public.

Even for the sake of magical equipment, most battles between sixth-tier opponents are only briefly touched upon.

Because all sixth-order units received the message.

The final ranking of the sixth tier is not determined by a two-person duel.

Instead, it should be done in a fairer way.

Therefore, the preliminary rounds for the sixth tier were completed in just one day.

After the sixth-level competition ended, the referee announced a message.

The top fifty players from the Valkam and Glad City divisions are already on their way to the Royal City.

Because there were not many participants in the two regions, and not many intermediate professionals, they ended the preliminary rounds early.

Everyone will be able to reach the royal city the day after tomorrow.

After a day of rest, the competition to determine the best in the world will officially begin in four days.

The happiest people upon hearing this news were the eager viewers.

However, after they left the hall, another piece of news spread among the crowd.

War with the Demon King's army is imminent at the border!

For the people of the Kingdom of Nigar, the wounds inflicted by the Demon King's army ten years ago still ache even now.

Countless families were torn apart in that war.

The people of the Kingdom of Nigar both hate and fear the Demon King's army!

They wished they could skin the Demon King's army alive and tear them apart.

But they also feared a repeat of the tragedy of ten years ago, when the entire kingdom was breached by the Demon King's army, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

"Has it started?"

After confirming the authenticity of the news with Tester, Anno muttered to himself.

Now that the war on the front lines is about to break out, I wonder how things are going on Philomena's side.

We agreed to attract the attention of the gods and liberate Anno.

Nearly twenty days have passed now, and there seems to be no movement.

......

A few days later, at noon.

A group of adventurers, numbering several hundred, suddenly appeared outside the city gates of the royal city.

Upon entering the royal city, they all curiously observed everything around them.

If Anno were here, he would see that the person leading the group is Salo—the branch leader of the Val'kam Adventurers' Guild.

Behind him were the contestants who had passed the preliminary selection.

"Wow, is this the royal city? It's so grand!"

A boy riding a wild boar looked around anxiously, then turned to the petite hooded figure beside him and asked, "Ruth, have you ever been to the royal city?"

"No!"

A soft voice came from under the hood.

Although I couldn't see her face, I could tell from her voice that she was a gentle person.

Ruth raised her head, her large, watery eyes looking at the passersby on the street, her gaze suddenly filled with a sense of reverence.

She raised her hands, and her sleeves slipped down, revealing half of her forearms.

If you look closely, you'll see a six-pointed star magic pattern on the back of Ruth's left hand.

"Lady Philomena, I will obey your command and let the world know of the existence of summoners!"