Jason hadn't forgotten about the first family that had taken him in after his mother's untimely death.
They were still alive and he was confident to save them as long as he figured out a way to destroy a soul contract.
There should be at least some way that prevented them from dying or receiving permanent injuries, let alone their soul worlds' destruction.
The only thing he had to do now found this one way, no matter what!
Unfortunately, this was easier said than done, and the books about soul contracts he had read inside Janur's library hadn't been a great help.
There was one piece of information Jason had found useful, but he had yet to figure out how to employ it properly.
'Overwrite a soul contract…'
This could have been easy if a soul contract could simply overwrite a new one, but that was not the case.
The oldest soul contract was always the most dominant and valid one, no matter how many followed next.
Nevertheless, Jason could swear that overwriting was the solution he had been looking for.
Suddenly, while he was deep in thoughts, Anna tugged at his sleeves signaling him to leave.
The crowd around him was growing with time and it was getting uncomfortable to speak without others eavesdropping.
Furthermore, thinking with a hundred voices gossiping next to each other was only possible if one was able to be fully concentrated on something.
That was exactly how Jason's deep thoughts looked like and he hadn't noticed anything of what happened in his surroundings.
Anna had brought him out of his reverie and he nodded his head in response before he summoned Artemis' wings and spread them lightly.
The white wings with faint star-like silver dots spread through her feathers were opened lightly before he used them as a means to make some room for himself. It made the crowd step back as his wings stretched to the entire length of their wingspan.
After that, he walked out of the building before he flew into the air.
Returning to Mike and his sister was easier said than done.
However, once everything was concluded, Anna returned to the two of them.
Jason had dinner with the siblings before he explained his plan of leaving and participating in the liberation tournament.
Apparently one could participate in the tournament as long as one was below the age of 50 years and passed a simple test to conclude one's combat prowess.
The age restriction might seem large, but the biggest advantage other races had in comparison to humans was drastically reduced in the Olympus federation!
This advantage was the dense amount of mana the foreign races normally had on their origin planet.
As a matter of fact, the Olympus federation had only slightly more mana on their planets leaking from the world bridges, while there were only a few world bridges that led to high mana density places!
At least, that was what Jason had heard and read.
Nevertheless, there shouldn't be many individuals from foreign races that had solidified their first prismarine crystals at such a young age.
Only the cream of the crop that should be a handful, probably even less should have achieved this feat.
However, even that was already a disadvantage for humanity, and there were not many young prodigies of the human race that were strong enough to face the prodigies of the Olympus federation.
In the liberation tournament, only the elite of the elite would participate, and the invitation given by the Olympus federation was a clear statement for several reasons.
If they accepted the invitation but lost miserably, the Olympus federation knew that mankind was not a threat and even a possible target to conquer, which would help them gain more lands for themselves.
On the other hand, there were two more main paths the human race could choose. One was to stay mysterious and reject the invitation, making it impossible for the foreign races to determine mankind's exact strength.
Meanwhile, the last path in Jason's opinion was to reveal their race's cream of the crop.
Jason knew that there were quite a few hidden gems nobody knew about. They were the real talents of humanity because of their five-star soul awakenings.
Even though he assumed that their soul world was worse than his, while the same applied to their mana mastery, they were older and likely to have more soulbonds than he had.
If Jason were to make an assumption, there would be a handful of humans that could be considered to be the prodigies among prodigies with a combat prowess close to, if not at the Prismar stage...and that too at the age of 50.
There was the possibility that all his assumptions were wrong, but that didn't really matter.
The rewards of the liberation tournament were tempting, and the Olympus federation's challenge had to be accepted.
In the end, the tournament was an opportunity for the human race to gain a foothold in the other continents.
As long as they won, or their prodigies exhibited superior combat prowess, it might be possible for humanity to gain the rights to enter certain world bridges.
This would be extremely good, and Jason knew that the government would accept the invitation.
That was not even questionable because it was obvious how greedy mankind was, while the opportunity was extremely great to usher the human race to a state they had never been before.
In Jason's opinion, the government would start forming a business relationship with the Olympus federation, once they realized just how much more resources they had!
But that was only because waging war was not a possibility they could choose.
If that was possible, Jason doubted that the big clans and ancient sects would hesitate for a single moment to start a war for more resources instead of trading them peacefully.
Maybe that was only a few big clans, but from the way he had been introduced to them, this end-scenario was not even unlikely.
Fortunately, some big clans had learned from their mistakes. The best example was the Jual clan.
Before it had used a slave market to trade criminals and weaker citizens nobody would suspect to have gone missing with a foreign race to receive more resources.
At the same time, they had given their utmost efforts to concoct a cultivation drug.
However, now that the Great Argos war had ended, they had changed drastically.
Everyone was now allowed to enter the Mythic Garden that had been hidden before, and the Jual clan was working with most of the other clans in order to bring the human race glory.
To put it simply, Jason had already fulfilled his masters' last wish.
The weak were protected, and the issue on Canir and the Archipelago seemed to be solved.
From his perspective, the citizens that had survived were now safe and only a few were complaining or having problems living a comfortable life.
The terrifying Great Argos war had inflicted a big scar on everyone's mind, but Jason believed that time was the best medicine and that every wound would heal slowly.
Now, he had only two tasks left.
The first was to figure out a way to protect Argos and mankind long term without the need to be present all the time, and to rescue every single member of the Flers!
Jason knew that the government needed someone strong to represent them in the liberation tournament.
Other than the strongest prodigies mankind possessed there was only Jason, and he was the only one who was likely to fight for the entire race, instead of himself as would be the case for the strongest prodigies!
They were nurtured to be the strongest, to reign above everyone else, and told that they were superior. In stark contrast, only Jason was humble enough to protect the weak even if that meant he had to set his life on the line!
As such, Jason was not even required to search for the government, because the government was already looking for him to make a request!
After having participated in the last battle of the Great Argos war, the majority of big clans had witnessed his strength, and it was evident how useful it could be to use him properly.
Unfortunately, Jason was fully aware of this!
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