I Just Want to Farm, But My Beasts Keep Evolving!!-Chapter 71: Invincible

Raiden made a quick stop in his room to grab the outfit before leaving for the venue. Sarah made the outfit with a lot of care, he will be needing it for later. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Raiden made his way downstairs, joining Morgana and Cinder as they got into the car that took them to the venue.

Just a few minutes later, Raiden could already make out their destination from a distance: A massive stadium.

He didn’t realise its true scale until he got much closer; they moved much closer to it, as he wasn’t even able to make out the top part of it from where he was standing.

"That’s Goldwyn Stadium, the biggest competitive arena in the city, with a seating capacity of 2 million people. Our match will be held here." Seeing the blank look on his face, Morgana started explaining.

"Goldwyn Clan?? As in...?" Raiden asked probingly.

"Yep. That one. The one you insulted so badly, the one who is out for your blood." Morgana confirmed with a grin. Not knowing when, but she had started to enjoy watching Raiden squirm a little.

Raiden, hearing this, panicked a little, but then calmed down soon after. He had offended them already; there was no point in crying over it.

"Heh, they are nothing compared to my ’Leon’s Father’. Anyway, let’s head in. They will be waiting on the inside for us." Raiden started walking towards the main entrance, only to be blocked by two security guards.

"I am sorry, sir, this is a VVIP entrance. Please go through the other entrance that’s for the contestants." Hearing this, Raiden felt speechless.

He turned around to see Morgana already waiting at the other entrance towards the side, waving at him with a smirk on her face.

Unfazed, he thanked them and started walking towards the other entrance, following Morgana inside.

They soon entered a closed-off room, where Isadora was waiting with Old Man Sol.

"You both made it, that’s great! Now listen up, the matches will be Top 128, divided into 4 brackets of 32. I have no doubt about your abilities, and I know both of you will do great. I am here to tell you about your three biggest competitors in today’s competition." Isadora adapted a serious expression as she explained, grabbing their attention.

"First is Theodore of the House of Stromwinds." She pulled up an image of a bright young man who had green hair and a sunny smile on his face. Wearing a green fur coat and a double-breasted black suit, he commanded a natural presence on the stage.

"We don’t know much about him, since he finished all his fights in one hit, but we can make some educated guesses based on his background."

She switched to the next image, where Raiden saw a massive golden Roc flying over Theodore, reflecting light off its feathers.

"Since he is from the Stormwind family, his abilities are likely related to the wind, storm to be precise. His partner is Golden Roc, a very strong Terra Beast, known for their powers equal to that of dragons and their blazing fast speed."

"I have a question. Does this Stormwind family, by any chance, also run some kind of business?" Raiden asked hesitantly.

Isadora’s eyebrows jumped in surprise, hearing this.

"I am surprised you know about this. That’s right, they are a major business conglomerate, with branches spanning all over the world. They are one of the richer families in the world, if not the richest."

Hearing this, Raiden groaned. It was confirmed that it was the family of Aria and Old Man Tobias who helped him so much. He didn’t know what attitude to use if he came face-to-face with that young dude. Should he give him some face or throw the match?

Isadora ignored Raiden’s moral dilemma as she moved on. She switched slides to the next person, showing the image of the very same person Raiden met in the morning.

"Next is Marina, from Valeska Clan. She is known as the water witch, and her ability is also unknown since she never used it in her previous matches. But like the name suggests, it should be something related to water. And her Terra Beast is this."

She switched the images once again, revealing a Glacial Serpent. It looked like a four-meter ribbon of translucent sapphire scales that shimmered like polished gemstones. Running down its spine were gossamer-thin fins of icy blue that drifted through the air like silk ribbons underwater.

A perpetual veil of frigid mist clung to its body, and its head was crowned with pupilless, glowing cyan eyes that radiated a cold, predatory stillness. It didn’t look like a beast of flesh, but a creature carved from the deepest, clearest ice of the deep-sea abyss.

"She will be the biggest opponent for you, dear daughter~ As she directly counters your fire. If you ever find yourself in a battle, try to end the battle as fast as you can before she can activate her abilities." Isadora spoke as she glanced at Morgana.

"Humph. Nothing but a small serpent. Cinder and I can beat her easily." Morgana spoke in a somewhat proud tone.

Hearing this, Isadora didn’t say anything, just shaking her head lightly. Let children make their own mistakes. She just switched the images to the last person on the list, showing Raiden yet another familiar face on the screen.

"Last, but not least, we have Kael Goldwyn. He is probably the strongest contestant in the whole tournament. And this is his Terran, a Three Eyed White Lion." She shuffled through a couple of images on screen, showing them in action.

"Since they live in the capital, they had to face much tougher competition here, so we have quite a lot of data about them. The White Lion, for example, is one of the rarest beasts on the continent, and only the Goldwyn Clan has them. They are known for their physical powers and ability to manipulate light. But that’s not what makes them the strongest. The main part is him."

She zoomed in on Kael, who stood in the sunlight, shining brilliantly.

"Kael Goldwyn, known as the strongest genius in the past hundred years of their family, has one simple but overpowered talent."

She paused for a dramatic effect as she captured their attention before she spoke her last words.

"He is simply ’Invincible Under The Sun.’"