High Stake Bet

A small smile appeared on Gate Master Mara's lips when she heard Kent's words. She was about 3 km away, but she could hear everything clearly as if she were right there.

She heard every vulgar word spoken by the Sword Saintess.

Though she knew her character, she was still irritated by how she was disrespecting the elders. If she could, she would have killed her long ago.

But that would create too much trouble.

However, now she doesn't have to do anything. Kent, who knew how to use his tongue, was already doing the damage control for her.

"You, a mere grandmaster swordsman, want to challenge a whole Sword Saintess to a duel. Are you perhaps having a dream?" she asked with laughter.

"I can think clearly, and from where I stand, I don't see much. All I see is a lady who thinks she is better than everyone, yet she is nothing in the grand scheme of things.