The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

After this round, they would have gotten three golden treasures in total, while Chaos Continent would only have four. The difference would just be one. As long as their alchemists worked a bit harder, they might even end up getting the golden treasure from the eighth group.

Then they would be on equal footing with Chaos Continent. It would mean that their alchemists were no weaker than Chaos Continent's.

"This really vents out my frustrations! The alchemists from Chaos Continent always act so arrogantly toward us. They always feel like they're the best. "Now it looks like they're nothing special. We just lost out to them because of some luck and time. In the rounds after this, we'll definitely win back all of our honor!"

"That's right! I've already said before this that we'll definitely win back everything we've lost! The Chaos Continent has already exhausted all of its talents, while we still have a lot of our top talents!"

The White Marsh Continent seemed to be celebrating as if it was a festival. The alchemists from the other two continents were much quieter. The quietest of them all was the Hestia Continent's side.

Nash had a hopeless look on his face. He had thought

that he would be able to get third place, but that was actually the end result. Even though Nash was confident in himself, he was not confident to the point of arrogance.

Even Emilio was only able to get third place, which meant that he was definitely out of the running. He wondered who the second and first place would be.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Hestia Continent's alchemists started to console Nash, "Nash, you don't have to be too sad. It looks like there's something off about this. Even Emilio was only able to get third place. There must be someone else who's amazingly skilled. It's all just luck!"

"That's right, it's just the seventh group. There's still more after this. We'll definitely still be able to get a treasure!"

Nash sighed deeply. The words of consolation did not get through to him at all. He merely felt helpless in his heart. After all, he had been sixty to seventy percent confident, only to end up having all his hopes

extinguished.

He felt incredibly bad, but there was nothing he could do about it. Fane frowned as he looked into the air. After the wizened voice announced the results, it went silent.

Fane only had one thought in mind at the moment, which was for all the results to be read out. Maybe sensing Fane's hopes, the old voice could be heard again.

"The third place, Emilio's results are

so. The Purple Sun Pill was barely successful. Of them, three thousand eight hundred and twenty pill runes are at sixty percent refinement One thousand seven hundred and eighty pilt runes are at fifty percent refinement."

The results were already so detailed, leaving Emilio no room to say anything. After hearing the results, Emilio sighed deeply.

After the old voice announced that, it

did not stop like before. Instead, it continued to speak, "Second place, the winner of the bronze treasure is Ethan. Ethan's results are as follows. Purple Sun Pill was barely successful. Four thousand one hundred and twenty pill runes are at sixty percent refinement One thousand four hundred and eighty pill runes are at fifty percent!"

The moment the voice announced that everyone's eyes widened as they wondered if they were mistaken. They wondered if the organizer had counted it wrongly. Ethan was only in second place.

That result was too absurd. If Ethan was in second place, then who was first? Who had the right to be in the first place?

Ethan's body stiffened as he shouted out, "I'm second place? How is it that I am in second place?! My results are in the first place. You must have calculated it wrongly. Who could get first place other than me?!"