The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

With everything that happened, the Star Continent's warriors found themselves at a disadvantage the whole time, even feeling like they were being led around by that guy. Even though they were not willing to admit it, it was still the truth. If they continued, they would With that in mind, Randall turned to look at Nymm.

probably explode from anger at everything Fane was saying!

Compared to how hot-tempered Rowan was, Nymm was more mature and calm. He would usually look at the bigger picture and rarely lost his temper.

However, Nymm actually stood up from his anger just moments ago. It felt like Nymm was struggling to hold onto his rationality. If he had not managed to hold on, he might have attacked Fane on the spot. That man had a true talent for provoking people. Randall took a deep breath. This had to stop.

Fane sneered at Randall. It was not just those from the Star Continent, but everyone else had calculating looks on their faces as well. It was obvious to Fane what they were thinking of, even if he did not look into it and despite their silence. All of them wanted him to join the next battle. They were sure that they would be at an advantage the moment Fane stepped on stage. They were confident he was nothing more than a lamb for slaughter the moment the battle started. Fane raised an eyebrow and said, "You should stop wasting time. I know what I said before this, and I'll make sure to follow through. You should forget about those little tricks of yours. I've never liked to waste time talking; it's just pointless." Rowan gritted his teeth. It was not the first time Fane said they were wasting time. Who did he think he was? Everything he said was just so rude. Even the most mild-tempered person would not be able to stand it, let alone Rowan. Rowan narrowed his eyes. "Quit with the act, you brat. Just ask all those around you. Who'd believe that you'd keep your word? Do you think you can beat Randall?!"

He should have kept those words to himself, but Rowan no longer had a grasp of his composure. He could not stand how Fane was putting u

an act in front of them, insulting not

them as he put himself on a

pedestal. He wanted nothing more than to rip that fake mask off Fane to show everyone his true face.

Fane suddenly laughed at Rowan's frantic actions. "Randall might look like a warrior that stands at the peak in your eyes, but he's just a bit stronger than most in mine."

Everyone hissed at that. Fane was crossing the line he should not have even neared. He spoke as if Randall was nothing special, only slightly stronger than regular warriors! When he said that, his eyes even glinted in disdain. It did not seem like he was pretending to have such bravado at all, as if he meant what he said.

Quite a few people widened their eyes as they looked at Fane, and discussions of conflicting nature arose.

"Surely not! This guy is so arrogant.

Does he even know what he's

saying? Even though Randall's not as strong as Percy, he's not that much worse. They can be

tovevel.

considered to be on the same Warriors at this level can be considered in the top ten of everyone who entered the Whirling World. Why does he seem to think they're as weak as beggars on the streets?"

"That's right! I don't know what this guy is doing. Is this done on purpose? Maybe he thinks he'll be able to make himself look better-

doing this! After all, there aren't

by

many warriors at Randall's level. If

he makes it look like he's better, he'll

pull up his reputation!"