Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Tiner felt strange after declaring Zich’s victory, and the people around him felt likewise.

Not a single audience member cheered for the winner or sympathized with the loser. Some had their mouths shut or talked to those sitting beside them while others were lost in thought. At the unbelievable and ridiculousness of Zich’s second win, people fell into a panic.

Snatch!

Someone grabbed Zich’s arm.

“I can treat you now, right? I am going to do it even if you refuse!”

It was the priest who had sprung onto the dueling ground as soon as the fight was over. With his red face, it seemed like the priest wouldn’t accept a refusal.

“Do what you want. I’m tired anyways.”

Zich threw his sword away and sat down. Truthfully, he was only moving his body with sheer willpower. He would have lost consciousness if Greig’s declaration of defeat had been a moment late.

Nevertheless, it was his win.