Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

when the two Apprentice Knights bestowed with the "Tumor Armor" entered, the audience first fell into a moment of silence before erupting into enthusiastic cheers,


many among them were regulars, yet it was their first time witnessing members from the Venerable Tumor Knight Order participating in such an underground competition. Although they were only Apprentice Knights, it was still sufficiently shocking; the price of the tickets was absolutely worth it.


However, the nobles seated in the "Basket Boxes" could not find any joy,


despite their meticulous preparations and spending heavy gold and connections to purchase powerful slaves, some even disguised as slaves, known powerhouses among them, they still fell short compared to those recognized by the Knight Order.


Nevertheless, they didn't leave the venue,


after a bout of complaints they still watched the match with great interest; the stakes meant nothing to them, their only concern was a matter of face.


Chapter 408 Flipping the Table