After the event, highlights of the major fights were displayed across the billboards in the Valerian capital city.
Almost all of these clips showcased Gabriel's battles, further boosting his popularity among the masses.
It was clear he was the MVP of the event; not even rival guilds disputed this fact.
Presently, Gabriel and the others made their way toward the outskirts of the city. When they arrived, blinding lights from cameras greeted them alongside dozens of reporters.
"Sir Broken, how does it feel to be the MVP of the Inter-Guild Display Event?"
"Do you plan on joining a major guild, or will you continue with the Adventurer Guild?"
"Rumor says the Holy Church has already filed complaints against you—what's your response to that?"
The questions rained down endlessly, overlapping, buzzing in his ears like a swarm of flies.
"No worry, let me handle this," Alice said, stepping forward. She glared coldly at the reporters and uttered a single word. "Move!"
