Billy, the waiter, stood up leisurely, paying no heed to the nearby Treasure Hunters whistling disdainfully.
Their whistles were filled with contempt and mockery, and some sharp whistles even carried a hint of provocativeness.
However, Billy didn't have the luxury to care about these things, because at this moment, he had to focus one hundred percent on his opponent. There was no room for negligence.
A Spirit Duel was not an easy task; if the opponent used their invisible Spirit Power to interfere with you, even the most potent Magic would be futile.
Billy raised his head, looked at the sky, and paced in his unique, somewhat unfamiliar way.
This was his first Spirit Duel, and there were many things he did not yet understand. All he knew was that a Spirit Duel was a contest of strength; as long as his power surpassed others, he wouldn't fear any opponent in any Spirit Duel.
