Chapter 145: About to Begin
Tyr, though subjected to countless disdainful glances, returned unscathed to his original place.
“How…? Lord Dimidar.”
“…” Dimidar’s face was pallid, but out of pride, he refrained from uttering the cry of a defeated man. His fists clenched as if the whole world were his enemy.
“What… What do you want!”
“Wait a moment, Lord 123.” At this moment, the grim old man suddenly spoke up.
“Since the oath to the gods has been wagered, naturally one must be willing to accept defeat. But Your Excellency, please remember, this wager is not about life and death. I hope you can understand.”
Tyr fell silent for a moment. It seemed that if the old man was truly pushed to his limit, he would choose to perish together with Tyr to save Dimidar’s life.
Although Tyr initially had no intention of taking the other party’s life.
He smiled faintly and said to Dimidar.
“I remember now. You were the arrogant young noble at the tournament, weren’t you? Back then, it was this old man who saved your life. This time, you should also be grateful. If it weren’t for him, Lord Dimidar, you would have been dead, no matter what.” Even Tyr himself didn’t realize how sarcastic he sounded now. Indeed, in the presence of evil, one becomes influenced by it. The ancient Eastern saying holds true: “Near ink, one becomes dark.”
“You!” Dimidar almost roared, his face turning red, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.Tyr crossed his arms and thought for a moment before saying.
“So, fulfill the promise. What I want you to do is very simple. Give me all your possessions, then turn around, run towards the door as fast as you can, shouting ‘I am a pig!’ while striking various charming poses.”
“What did you say?!” Dimidar’s face turned red, but once the divine oath is activated, you have no choice even if you don’t want to do it! He immediately took off his storage ring, various precious jewelry, and all his clothes, throwing them all to Tyr, then ran naked out of the door while shouting ‘I am a pig’, and to make matters worse, he had to perform a series of soul-stirring actions while shouting.
The whole room burst into laughter. The gloomy old man glanced lightly at Tyr, but didn’t say anything harsh, then turned and left.
Nicholas witnessed the entire farce. This guy named “123” really annoyed her. Previously, in the magical girl contest, he had used his eloquence to put her in a dilemma. Now, not only did he take advantage of their precious Yuehai, but he also showed off at the banquet. Did he really think she had no temper?!
Although some powerful individuals knew that Tyr’s involvement with Yuehai was not intentional, but rather the mischief of a certain imperial princess, so this matter should not be pursued. Otherwise, given Tyr’s status, even someone admired by Zamiyah would not escape some punishment.
On the other hand, Claude wasn’t a fool. He could see everything Xuelian did or said clearly since she was so close to him. The energy fluctuations emitted by the superior national weapon were impossible to conceal.
A strange flame burned in his chest, but he couldn’t let it out. Even for the sake of the entire principality, he couldn’t roar at the imperial princess.
“Your Highness Xuelian.”
“What’s the matter, Brother Claude?”
“Next time, please refrain from such pranks.”
“What prank? Hahaha.”
Since Xuelian didn’t want to admit it, Claude couldn’t do anything about it.
It seemed he had to make a decision; otherwise, Yuehai would always be a thorn in Xuelian’s eyes.
“It’s about time,” said Kareyang, pouring himself a cup of coffee, in his typical easy going manner. Proxis, sitting across from him, nodded slightly in agreement.
“So, the farce has begun.”
“This is not a farce!” Kareyang slowly stood up, his large mouth splitting into a fierce grin as he looked at the young man.
“This is unilateral plunder!”
If it weren’t for the fact that they all moved together, the six gods of Milik would have devoured Cyril long ago. Unfortunately, the surrounding principalities understood the principle of mutual benefit. Even now, those gods were watching every move here.
Proxis, facing Kareyang’s blatant threat, remained indifferent, shaking his head with a mocking smile.
“I just hope that this plunderer doesn’t end up being plundered himself.”
