…Cedric couldn't believe his ears.
Of course, the question of why he had transmigrated into an arena of all places, rather than experiencing a standard, normal transmigration, had crossed his mind on several occasions. However, he had simply excused it as part of Anele Martini's cruelty toward his own son. He had even added it to the debt he intended to collect from the man when he eventually took revenge for that traumatizing incident.
So, what was this he was hearing now? The king was the one who had arranged it all?
"I-I do not understand what you mean," Cedric finally managed to stammer out.
The king tilted his head, staring at him with an unreadable expression for a moment. Then, as if his chest had suddenly iced over, locking his lungs and making it impossible to breathe, he gasped.
