The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Before, Rudy would try to correct the thoughts of others even if he was angered by the discussions. On the other hand, Fane never wanted to bother with the hassle. Back then, Rudy felt like it was not right for Fane to do that.

That way, everyone would misunderstand Fane, and try to insult him. Fane should have tried to clear up his name. Yet, as time passed Rudy slowly understood why Fane acted that way.

Facing a crowd like that, no matter how loud you are and how much truth you spoke, it was completely useless. There was no way to correct their thoughts. There was only one way to shut them up, which was to use his own strength to force them to shut up.

The one who was the most excited among all of them was definitely Arne. He had been forced into silence by Fane, but finally found a way for him to vent out his frustrations. When he heard the discussions around him, Arne immediately stood up in the stands.

He shouted out, "Anyone who feels like Lucius is skilled, can you please wake up? If Lucius is really that exceptionally talented, then how could he still be a wandering warrior? His clothes look like he's a beggar on the streets.

"Have you ever seen a talented warrior who did not dress well and exude an impressive aura? How could

they be like Lucius?" Arne insulted Fane, saying that Fane looked like a beggar. It was obviously an exaggeration.

Even though Fane's clothes were not that luxurious, they were still clean and tidy. The robes were not ripped anywhere at all, but in the eyes of someone from a high-grade clan like Arne, clean and tidy clothes like that still belonged to beggars.

People of noble birth naturally got to wear the corresponding clothes. Their full attire costs at least ten thousand spirit crystals! Rudy took a deep breath, feeling like he was starting to lose control.

Arne was far too despicable, even caring about what others wore and using that as an attack.

Arne loudly continued, "I already said that he was just trying to stand out and attract attention, but none of you believed me! Do you believe me now?

"How could an ordinary wandering

warrior ever start a black iron bet! Does he think he's a chosen disciple from a ninth-grade clan? Just think about how arrogant he was acting before. It's like he thinks he is better than everyone!" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Arne was taking the chance to completely degrade Fane! Arne only had one thought in mind, which was to cause everyone to attack Lucius!

The warriors on the stand might

have felt that Arne's words were a little exaggerated and doubtful, but they still agreed with some of his words. After all, the black iron bet's difficulty was plain for all to see.

Almost everyone present would not dare to start black iron bet. It was far too difficult. The most important point was that they would die if they did not win all three rounds! Unless they win, they would never be able to leave. They could not even

surrender.

It was a battle that would not end. Anyone who was slightly average would never try the bet because it was far too dangerous.

Even if winning the black iron bet earns them a black iron medal, the title of black iron warrior, an entry into the central city, and the respect of everyone, they would still not start the black iron bet!