(Migumi’s POV)
The roar of the crowd was a symphony to my ears, a signal of my sweet victory. Each cheer, each clap, each chant of my name, was a reminder of my triumph. From my vantage point, the bleachers seemed to stretch on forever, a sea of faces all turned towards me, their eyes reflecting the brilliance of my achievement.
Everyone seemed to be happy at the result of the competition. There was no reason for them to question my victory anymore because they saw me fight with their own eyes.
I have successfully defeated their reigning champion in swordsmanship.
I have won against Lady Charlotte.
Suddenly, the proud faces of the people were quickly replaced with fearful expressions. My brows furrowed slightly while their faces contorted with horror while looking at what'
