Chapter 1325: The end of the second match and a sudden incident.

The space around the Eternal Flame Elf distorted and solidified in the next instant.

He tried to move, but to no avail. Terror and panic rose up inside him.

Thanks to his experience, the Elf instantly regained control of himself and released as much fiery energy as he could, as well as the full power of his soul. The restraining force gave way, and he was finally able to move.

But then his gaze caught a rift in the space in front of him, and then a dark sword, sparkling with silvery radiance. He tried to dodge, but his partially freed body failed him.

Space split apart, and a powerful force crashed down on his body, knocking the air out of his lungs. He flew backwards and hit the edge of the arena with a bang.

A sharp pain shot through his entire body.

For a moment, the Elf thought he was dead.

But miraculously, he was still alive. The arena had saved him.

After that, the realization came — he had lost.

A moment before, his colleague was also defeated, whose armor was pierced by a bloody arrow, which also carries the power of lightning and fire.

The outcome of the second contest was obvious to everyone. Idan and Arabel had the upper hand again.

This time, the silence was short-lived.

An uproar immediately arose among the audience.

"Are they really rank four?"

"There are fifth-rank fluctuations coming from them!"

"The bloodline of a vampire... and a dragon?"

"But they weren’t human, were they?"

"Can someone explain what the hell this is and what or who they are anyway?"

At the table of disciples, Saelis didn’t say a word.

She only looked at Eulalia, who continued to smile.

Now, her previous confidence no longer seemed unfounded.

At the masters’ table, Severin slowly turned to his disciple.

Milica met his gaze with undisguised pleasure.

"Do you understand now?"

He didn’t answer immediately.

His gaze returned to the arena, where Idan, in the guise of a High Vampire, approached Arabel, pulled her to him and inhaled the scent of her skin, as if preparing to sink his fangs into her neck, covered with silver scales.

In response, she wrapped her silver tail around him, unwilling to let him out of her embrace.

Seeing these actions and knowing that these two were married, Severin couldn’t help but smile.

Meanwhile, Milica addressed the audience:

"One more try left."

Her voice sounded quiet, but the conversations began to die down.

"Does anyone else want to compete for the Lightning Law Seed?"

This time, no one was in a hurry to answer.

Down in the arena, Miliсa’s voice made Idan curb his thirst for blood. The two sharp fangs, ready to sink into the flesh, retracted back. He closed his eyes and once again inhaled the pleasant, intoxicating scent of his beloved.

To make matters worse, Idan had never tasted blood since gaining the bloodline of a Higher Vampire. He had long ago decided that the first blood he would taste would be Arabel’s, and no one else’s.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with his wife’s wonderful, charming dragon eyes, filled with possessive feelings. There was a smile on her face, and the tail wrapped around him was slowly shrinking, pressing him against her.

Idan planted a kiss on her forehead and said softly:

"Get ready for the third match, dear."

These words helped Arabel to collect her thoughts. She hurriedly released him, removing her tail, and her cheeks turned slightly pink.

She could hear Milica already negotiating with the elves upstairs, who had begun to place their bets.

This time, Milica was in no hurry to agree and even rejected the offer of the Heavenly Crown elf.

In the midst of waiting and negotiations, suddenly the entire space around and the structure itself shook.

The ground shook, and soon there was a shrill creaking sound.

All the elves jumped up from their seats as one, and their gazes turned to the majestic Magic Tree, which began to tremble.

The shaking of the Magic Tree lasted for about half a minute, after which everything began to calm down.

Arabel took Idan’s hands and looked at him.

"Space..." she whispered. "It’s sealed."

Idan’s gaze became focused.

He immediately checked to see if they could return to the Kingdom.

There was a connection, but there was no way to open an access portal.

But the entrance to the "Family home" was still available, which greatly reassured Idan.

And then, suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to move.

The arena that served as the venue for the "Challenge Circle" began to rise, and then the space around it began to shrink, and soon the arena disappeared, and the circular structure returned to its original state.

"Return to your seats," the Guardian of the Tree addressed Idan and Arabel. "The Challenge Circle is temporarily suspended."

Then, looking around at everyone present, he said:

"I ask everyone to stay in their seats until the causes of the Magic Tree’s anger are clarified."

There was a murmur among the crowd. Everyone began to speculate about what could have caused the wrath of the Magic Tree.

"What about our fruits?" Arabel couldn’t help but ask. She was worried about completing the task she received from their System.

The Guardian of the Tree turned his gaze to them, and then to the Princess.

Formally, the third fight did not take place, and, therefore, the condition of three victories was not counted.

"I’m sorry, but we can’t provide the fruits at the moment," the Princess apologized. "And unfortunately, we can’t continue the Challenge Cycle."

And before anyone present, including Arabel, could ask a question, the Princess hurried to add:

"This is the Queen’s order. Until all the circumstances are clarified, the Challenge Circle is suspended and all exits are sealed."

The Princess’ words were comprehensive, and no one else raised the issue.

Meanwhile, Idan and Arabel, filled with disappointment, reversed their transformations, once again assuming human form, and returned to their places.

Saelis and the others looked at them in silence.

At the next table, Severin rose from his seat and, leaving his students with the rest of the Guardians of the Tree, left the building.

Meanwhile, Idan, in order to quench his thirst, poured himself a full glass of fresh juice and took a sip.

And then suddenly someone pulled him by the legs.

"Huh?" he looked down and saw a small fox with a backpack, with a face expressing happiness, and actively wagging its tail.

"Coco," — Idan smiled, seeing her joyful mood.

"What made you so happy?" asked Idan, taking another sip of juice.

Meanwhile, Coco, having heard his question, took off her backpack and then, right in front of his eyes, pulled out a small fruit that Idan immediately found familiar.

The fruit of the Foundation.

"Cough! Cough!" — Idan almost choked.

He stared at the fruit in Coco’s paws, and he was overcome by a creepy assumption that made him sweat.