
The news of the formation of a special unit in the alliance of the human continent had spread to the human corners.
Other races did not care and did not respond, but in a large barracks in the southern region of the principality.
There was a gathering of special forces along with talented fighters gathered.
They get along with each other and compete for their eligibility in the positions they want in the leadership system.
The four leaders saw four special forces conducting joint exercises.
While in the arena many testers and observers who saw their matches and wrote some things in the notebook they brought.
The four leaders of the country who just arrived in the arena were welcome to sit down and see their competition.
There were sixteen talented fighters with special skills who competed with each other using all their abilities to become the leader of the Order.
They will be placed in a position based on the order from their list of names.
If they win, their names will go up, if they lose, their names will go down.
There were two fighters fighting, and the other fighters were watching in the arena stands.
"They're very good, but I hope, they fight fair and square"
"I agree with you Prince Arinfred, these warriors and special forces must be implanted in their minds and hearts" the pope said
King Bauthismor asked them.
"Who is the most powerful warrior leader in your country?, I have one, look at him"
The king pointed to the yellow-haired man wearing armor
The pope smiled and pointed at the Cleric sitting watching the game.
Then there was the emperor who pointed at the muscular man holding two mace.
Finally, Alfred showed a young man who looked like a witch.
In everyone's eyes he looked weak, yet they had yet to see his true strength.
After four people watched some games that made them entertained came the turn of the man appointed by Arinfred.
The mage, who looked weak and weak, stood up and descended into the arena with levitation magic.
"Benifartus, against Glarda"
The yellow-haired knight from the kingdom advanced with his greatsword, while the long black-haired man wearing green clothes advanced into the arena in a cough.
"Is he okay?" Ask the pope
"He's fine" said Arinfred smiling
Turning to the arena, the knight named Glarda said to Benifartus.
"Are you sure you want to fight with such a sick condition?" Ask the knight
"I'm fine, let's start fighting"
Benifartus said that in a quiet voice that the knight could still hear.
"People, begin!!"
After the jury raised his hand, Glarda ran quickly, he pulled out a sword slash that was very fast and difficult to see his movements.
Benifartus instead panicked, he was sleepy and pulled out the barrier from the roots of a large tree.
Glarda's attack could be held back by the root, the knight was shocked and retreated, Benifartus took out a large plant vine that bound Glarda to the point of being unable to move.
After Benifartus arranged it, there were many thorns in the barrier roots that appeared, and then the thorns shot towards Glarda.
Glarda also held a magic item in the form of a chess piece in the form of a ksartia thrown to the right of the right side.
While Glarda was at the place where she threw her pawns
"Item magic exchange place yeah, hmm, you can't use it anymore now"
Glarda smiled and said "i still have the same two items"
Benifartus took out the wooden man who attacked Glarda, and Benifartus was seen removing the thorn.
When the thorns were fired, all the wooden humans dodged.
Glarda was a little troubled for him, he did a careless thing that made him use his magic item.
"Teroboos"
The knight ran while splitting the two all the wooden humans that were intercepting him, and as he jumped up and prepared to swing, a powerful root emerged from the ground and wrapped Glarda's feet and stuck him to the ground.
Glarda cut off the root but even his war was broken, and in front of him was a thorn that was about to shoot towards him.
He threw the slave on the right side, but he did not fly towards him.
Instantly, the abandoned slave was taken by the woodman, and he ran and gave it to Benifartus.
"Why did he even approach the piece" said the king
Everyone thought the same thing, the knight could have moved near Benifartus and defeated him.
The knight soon moved as the wooden man presented the chess slave to Benifartus.
Appearing smoke plates around and with a smile, Glarda jumped up and swung her war.
But alas, it was part of Benifartus' plan to get Glarda close to him.
Glarda was shocked after she saw the root roots binding her.
The roots were so hard that Glarda's sword broke while cutting with all its might.
Glarda gave up.
Everyone was enjoying their game, everyone was cheering.
After their battle, the other fighters got more serious about fighting.
After they saw some fights, now they have reached the final, and unexpectedly, Benifartus faced Glarda again in the final.
They all cheered and cheered Glarda to avenge his defeat, but Glarda's reply was shocking.
"I'm giving up"
Everyone fell silent, and Benifartus said "why don't you fight with me anymore?"
"I don't want to fight you because you put up a hard barrier and just keep quiet that bike"
Everyone laughed to see Glarda referring, he left and the winner was Benifartus.
Now they had the leader of the Order, namely Benifartus as Grandmaster and Glarda as Advisor.
They both received the insignia of their Order.
While all other fighters are placed according to the position of the rank on the list of names.
They all gathered their notes to a person in black and took the pile of books and left.
In the barracks, all the troops and sixteen fighters were feasting, while the four leaders of the country were in another room.
They are celebrating the establishment of an order that symbolizes protection and shade, while the Order is a reflection of the alliance of the four countries of the human continent.
They will do their job when everything is ready.