"I believe Ezra Ashenlocke will still win, though."
The fifth boy said it calmly while looking at the betting information displayed on his Para 12.
"Plus, my bet has already come to an end since yesterday when they reached the Eighth Round. I didn't wait for them to pass the Eight round."
A proud smile appeared on his face as he leaned back slightly, clearly pleased with how his bet had turned out.
"Oh, that's true."
The fourth boy nodded as the realization finally returned to him.
The fifth boy had placed his bet with the expectation that the chosen First-years would continue advancing, and Ezra, Cyrus and Maxwell had already reached the Eighth Round, meaning the particular part of his bet concerning Ezra had been settled.
The conversation should have ended there.
Instead, the first boy sighed, looking around at the crowded moving train.
"Guys, I'm sorry to say this, but we are really lucky we aren't even rated in this Combat Festival."
He gave a helpless smile.
