Chapter 316 The Opening Ceremony 2
"People of Angaria!"
"People of Angaria!"
"People of Angaria!"
"People of …"
As these words echoed throughout the stadium, a silence fell upon the entire area with not one person choosing to speak out.
It was almost as if the King of Lanthanor had actually cast a spell to shut out all sound, but the truth was that it was just the tone of his voice that had achieved this effect.
It was the tone of one who was proud to be the individual was responsible for something that would go down in the history books as a feat that nobody had thought possible.
In the silence, the King continued to speak.
"As the host of this momentous event, I, Daneel Anivron, King of Lanthanor, thank you all for being here to witness this contest that, for the first time in history, will have all the Kingdoms of this continent participating to find out who's the best. First, I ask the rulers of the Black Raven Kingdom, Eldinor, Arafell and Axelor to join me here."
As the King of Lanthanor paused after saying these words, four people appeared in the air around him.
They were all dressed in attires unique to them, such as Daneel who was wearing his iconic robes which looked like they had a dragon encircling them.
Faxul, on the other hand, was wearing black robes with the shining Black Raven emblazoned on his chest.
The ruler of Axelor, whom many people were seeing for the first time, wore red robes that had a logo of two axes clearly visible from his chest to his hip.
The Queen of Eldinor, who stood beside him, took away attention from him, as she was wearing a shining golden dress whose hem was flying in the air even though there was no wind right now.
If it weren't for the presence of the Queen of Arafell, she would have stolen the show as being the one who attracted the most eyes.
Although Queen Arafell hadn't put on clothes as revealing as the ones she had worn before in the meeting with Daneel, the upper part of the purple gown she wore was still very tightfitting, making many want to stare without blinking their eyes.
It was only when Daneel spoke again that everyone redirected their attention on him, as the tone of his booming voice seemed to have broken the spell that had made them want to look at the Queen so much.
"It is an honor to have you all participate in this event of mine, and without you, it would never have grown to become what it is right now. Now, let me use this opportunity to show everyone the prize that the winner is going to take back to their Kingdom."
This was something that had been on the minds of many of the spectators, as they had wondered just what an appropriate prize would be.
No matter how they saw it, a monetary prize did not seem enough to commemorate victory in such a historic event.
It seemed that the King had had similar thoughts, as his next actions surprised them all.
Holding out his hand in the air above the enormous stadium, the King of Lanthanor made a large golden flame which was at least a metre across appear in front of him.
As if this had all been discussed between them, the four rulers who stood beside him stretched out their own hands.
It looked as if they had thrown something into the fire, but it had been too quick to be noticed by those who are watching.
Yet, as they refocused their trinkets and their eyes on the flame, they realized what they had thrown.
Inside the flame, there swam four metal trinkets that were in the shapes of the logos of the four respective kingdoms.
A Raven, a pair of axes, an artistic shape that looked like the pointed ear of an elf and two humanoid figures making an arch with their hands with another smaller one in the middle.
Finally, as the King of Lanthanor made a similar gesture, a trinket in the shape of an L with a dragon entwined around it joined the rest.
These five metallic trinkets moved inside the fire in random patterns, captivating the eyes of all those watching.
"The Olympic Flame. Each trinket that you see is bound by the blood of each ruler here, and they cannot be replicated. The one who wins this flame will forever be remembered as the one who triumphed against all the other kingdoms in Angaria to take home the symbol that showcases their glory. Along with this, there is also a pool of prizes consisting of valuable materials and trinkets which will be awarded to the most outstanding performers in the tournament."
A flame which symbolized victory. While everyone fixed their eyes on it unflinchingly, they realized that this was definitely the best prize there could be.
After all, honor and pride were the main things that one would win on obtaining victory in this competition.
Hence, something which symbolized those things was most befitting.
No one knew who started it, but clapping sounds started being heard at one section of the stadium before spreading everywhere else.
Unlike usual battle royales which were dominated by shouts from the spectators whose blood was boiling, this clapping seemed to signify that this event was something so much more.
Along with the clapping, the spectators also started to stand up from their seats while gazing up at the man who had made all this possible.
In less than a minute, around 800,000 people were standing and clapping as one, which resulted in the noise being able to be heard even in Olympia which was kilometers away.
Yet, the spectators inside the stadium also became puzzled as they heard an even louder clapping sound coming from outside the stadium.
Indeed, they had forgotten one crucial thing.
They weren't the only ones watching here.
Outside, in a large ring which encircled the canyon in which the stadium was situated, millions of people were also standing and clapping while looking up at the five figures in the air who were but mere blips in their vision.
The words before had been loud enough to reach even them, and they had already forgotten all the fatigue and tiredness they felt because of traveling for hundreds of kilometers to be here.
These clubs were a sign of the pure appreciation they all felt for having the chance to be a part of something so special.
As Daneel witnessed this, his eyes actually became wet, feeling the pure emotion that so many people were currently feeling for him.
Even though there were many reasons behind him doing so much to make this event come to life, he realised that the main reason which even he himself hadn't understood was that he had wanted something like the Olympics on Earth which brought together millions of people of conflicting interests and nationalities to stand together and be part of something greater than them.
Of course, he knew that this was not the time to be lost in his emotions.
Hence, putting aside the feeling of happiness that he felt right now, he raised his hand and brought it down in a swift motion.
BOOOOOOOMMMM
With a sound that startled almost everyone in the surrounding area, a colossal red dragon appeared in the air above the five rulers.
It opened its mouth wide and roared, and this roar was so majestic that it startled even the four rulers who knew that it was all being made by a spell.
After the roar, the dragon exploded into dazzling fireworks that made everyone realize that this was the true opening event.
The claps devolved into shouts of excitement, as the people all started whooping and jumping in the air, waiting for the competition to begin.
Along with the fireworks, the drumbeats returned, this time accompanied by other instruments such as trumpets which started playing a soul-stirring rhythm that was appropriate to the atmosphere.
The music came in increasing bursts of intensity, making the excitement in the people soar to new levels.
Along with this melody, people started entering the stadium below in a controlled march.
Meanwhile, the King of Lanthanor, who was watching everything with a wide smile on his face, opened his mouth and shouted one last sentence before all five rulers disappeared from their positions in the air.
"LET THE OLYMPICS BEGIN!"
As the shout echoed throughout the stadium, the event that the entire continent was waiting for finally began.