The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Those words triggered Trevor. He was downright furious as he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Even a wandering warrior like you dares to look down on me? True, my rankings aren't as good as the others, but that's something from half a year ago, and I've already improved greatly since then. I wouldn't even be afraid of David, let alone you!

"If you were Chris, I wouldn't have said anything, but who do you think you are to look down on me? I'm already being very polite by not regarding you with contempt, but I can't believe you'd repay my kindness like that!"

Marco frowned and sneered, his anger starting to burn as his lips twitched slightly. "Don't think you can defeat me just because you're from a high- grade clan! Ever since I started as a warrior, I've killed so many so-called geniuses.

"They might be talented, but their practical combat experience was dirt-poor. These daggers in my hands have drunk the blood of quite a few geniuses, and you'll be one of them!"

As he said that, he took out a pair of daggers from his storage ring; two of them were only about the size of a palm. They were small but incredibly sharp, quite different from regular weapons.

Normally, very few people used daggers as weapons since there were a lot of limitations. However, Marco had an affinity for using daggers and was very adept at using them as well.

He laughed and said, "You so-called geniuses always look at others with such arrogant expressions. Everytime I see you, I feel so disgusted. What gives you the right to be so arrogant? You're just warriors who got good resources.

"Clans are like landlords in the mortal realm. You take up most of the resources and give them to your own disciples. Us wandering warriors are forced to struggle over what little remains, yet there are a lot of wandering warriors who carve a path for themselves with their own skills. If clans weren't around, all of you would be weaklings!"

Trevor was so furious that his lips trembled as he said loudly, "What kind of nonsense are you saying? Yes, clans do take a lot of resources, but that allows them to cultivate even more talented warriors.

"If you had the talent, you would've

been accepted into a large clan. You clearly just failed the tests to enter the larger clans and aren't willing to enter a smaller clan at the same time that's why you're a wandering warrior. Yet, you make up

this

faulty logic to defend yourself. What

a joke!"

Trevor felt like Marco's words were a complete joke. Major clans did take a lot of the resources, but that was so that they could give excellent warriors the chance to become strong.

Every year, countless warriors participated in the tests to join the major clans. Any warriors with confidence in themselves would take part.

Even though he did not know what

Marco had gone through, Trevor was still incredibly certain of one thing: Marco had definitely taken part in the tests for major clans before but failed.

That was why Marco had carved out all those excuses to save his dignity.

Marco's expression soured greatly. Trevor's words had hit him where it hurt. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he sentenced Trevor to death in his heart.

He raised his voice and said loudly,

"Do you know what the

consequences of your words willNôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

be? I've always had an easy tim

killing others, and anyone who provokes me never gets a good

ending. I'll make you regret what you said!"

Trevor's expression did not change; those words barely fazed him, too.

He pulled out his sword from his storage ring.

Marco wanted to kill him, and he, likewise, wanted to kill him as well.