"Ahhh..."
Bale bent down slowly inside the upper floor of the Arena.
He was currently inside one of the large halls reserved for the powerful people of Britannia, a place where they could enter to relax and eat the meals prepared by the Royal Chefs while waiting for the next important matches.
Several tables had been arranged throughout the hall.
Servants and Royal Academy staff moved around quietly, carrying trays and replacing empty dishes as the guests spoke among themselves.
Bale, however, seemed more focused on the person he should root for in front of him.
"You are just overeating."
Keith replied while looking at Bale with his usual lazy expression.
He had been allowed to enter the hall thanks to Bale asking his stepmother to instruct the Royal Guards stationed at the entrance to let him in.
Keith wasn't supposed to be in this section considering his family's Noble rank.
But apparently, Bale had simply decided to bring him along.
"So, who are you rooting for?"
