Mixed Blessing System

Meanwhile, the Becker family was more than pleased with Lothur's display of talent and House Christen's interference on his behalf.

Unlike the Frost family, Elke's house knew Lothur had a contract with the Christen family. So when people from that organization spoke on his behalf after Oliver's death, that indicated more was going on between that power and young Ritter.

Then, they soon saw that Lothur's relationships went beyond them and House Frost, which meant that a possible deeper partnership would bring them other powers beyond that decaying family. Since it was advantageous to have as many allies as possible, the people in Elke's organization could only celebrate that the young man's network of influence was not so limited.

At the same time, the more thoughtful people in this family soon realized that Lothur's action and the presence of Amelie and Lina in that place, along with Oliver's death, could only mean one thing. House Christen had asked young Ritter to eliminate that fellow in exchange for more significant support for him in the future.

If that were the case, Lothur would soon have one more noble family on his side, which would be better for everyone connected to him.

So, these allies of his were already celebrating not only for Lothur's magnificent performance in his matches but also for his demonstration of influence.

There was nothing better than a risky bet proving to be a winner!

The gains were always gigantic in situations like these!

...

While Elke's family was celebrating their business with Lothur, the chief referee of the Province Conference was in the results control room inside the coliseum.

There, the results were computed, and the competition ranking was updated every moment, along with the arrival information from the competitions.

Additionally, regulatory issues could be debated in this place, the last instance for aggrieved competitors to seek justice.

But usually, no one would be awarded a change of results here, as the referees of this competition were unlikely to pronounce an unfair result. They could even manipulate the order of battles and who would fight against whom. But they would not dare to give questionable results.

And with that, the Dohmen family had already failed in this place in trying to contest Lothur's achievements.

On the other hand, upon finding out all that had already happened on this day involving that silver-haired young man, the chief referee of this competition could not help but look at his disciple in doubt.

"Devoid of any talent and not a de facto competitor, eh? That's what you told me..." That elderly figure commented as he looked at the young man in front of him.

That young man bitterly smiled and said. "That was the information I got locally, master. But all the local powers, even the Frost family, did not know who he was."

The old man scratched his eyebrows, feeling that he could not teach his disciple a lesson just for this. But as he closed his eyes, he found it all rather strange. 'This young man is too excellent. Even in the imperial family, there aren't people with skill in so many different areas...'

'Have I erred in my judgment? If he had any relationship with that person, he would never show such talent in a tournament like this. No, that person would never allow that!' He doubted his eyes, thinking that perhaps Lothur's appearance had fooled him.

"Did you manage to collect any of his blood?" He asked his disciple.

"No, master. No one has managed to hurt him so far... But there will still be the fighting later. Maybe I'll get the chance."

"Very well, do as I told you before."

"Yes, master!"

...

At the same time, Harry's master, the young man killed by Lothur in Lewerenz, was apprehensive about his revenge and did not hold back as he approached one of his family's representatives.

"You must kill that wretch in your collective fight against the Frost family. We can't let him live, or our family will be at tremendous risk!" He said into one of the ears of one of the young men of his family near the leading platform of the coliseum.

That young man noticed the nervousness in this elder's voice but understood that the situation must be difficult. 'This Lothur looks pretty talented. I doubt he is weak as everyone thinks...'

"Uncle Magnus, my team will do its best to deal with him. But don't forget, Viktoria will be competing in the same group as him. So I can't guarantee anything." He said, sure that it would be better to eliminate Lothur, but aware of the difficulty of this mission.

"I know that..." Magnus, level 13, said as he felt how much trouble it would be to face Viktoria. "Just do your best. Some troublesome opponents will face this woman in the individual matches, so maybe she will not be in her best condition."

"OK. If we get the chance, we'll eliminate him."

...

On the other hand, Merten Baier was beginning to break into a cold sweat, bitterly regretting having put himself in the position of fighting Lothur.

Unfortunately for him, his match could no longer be changed, and he would be forced to face the savage who had crushed Oliver's head, someone far stronger than him...

And thinking about the things he had said to Lothur for weeks, trying to make life difficult for that young man at the Morning Star Academy, Merten was extremely depressed at the moment.

'Damn it! Why did this have to happen to me?' He wondered as he sat on one of the benches outside the combat platform that Lothur and he would go up to fight in a few moments.

At the same time, the patriarch of this family was also nervous, feeling that dealing with Lothur through legal means within this competition would be exceedingly difficult for his family.

In his view, after all that Lothur had presented, this young man was probably at the end of the 1st stage, so only the greatest geniuses of this tournament could impose a challenge on him. However, the day's first individual and team match had already been decided, and his family did not have much else to do now.

Besides, depending on Lothur's performance, later on, it would not even be worth risking his young geniuses to face a savage bastard capable of murder!

So he and Lothur's other opponents were in a tricky situation, shocked by the results and unsure what strategy to follow.

'Little Bastard, you just wait. Even if my family can't take you down in this damned competition, there will still be plenty of opportunities for us to deal with you...' The Baier patriarch, who was on that same platform as Merten, pondered this while the atmosphere was tense in that place.

...

While most people in the coliseum were talking about Lothur, he was finishing eating next to Annaliese, Viktoria, and Elke.

Viktoria and Elke had found him and Annaliese, so they used the little time they had to talk and eat together.

Those two had a conversation earlier, so they were much more friendly at this point.

"So, Lothur, what are your plans with the Christen family? That thing you did was on their account, right?" Elke asked.

"Yes, it will be good if the Christen family becomes a noble house. We will have many advantages because of that." He replied, showing Viktoria the reason for his action.

"So that was it..." Viktoria said, satisfied that there was a reason, as she had thought. "And now, what are you going to do? Anna and I won't be able to accompany you in your individual fights."

"Then I will stay by his side." Elke hugged one of Lothur's arms, not caring what other people would think of her.

"Well, I will continue to deal with my enemies on the combat platforms..." He confidently smiled. "Even if they have prepared something for me, I have my weapons up my sleeve!"