The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Once they have teamed up, they would no doubt eliminate other threats before turning against each other. Such a process was akin to raising vicious bugs that would attack the kings first to get even more resources.

Fane patted Rudy's shoulder. "I'll keep your advice in mind."

With that, Fane brought Rudy along to place their bets, and they both took out two million without any hesitation, betting it all on Fane. This attracted everyone's attention, and it sparked another wave of unsavory conversations from busybodies.

"I'm not surprised at what this guy is doing at all. It'd be more surprising if he bet on anyone else. He placed two million in one go, so it looks like he's very confident!" "He took out two million so casually. It looks like he has a bit of a fortune."

"Have you forgotten that he's an alchemist? Could alchemists be less wealthy than us? Alas, this guy has gone nuts, and he decided to go to his death instead of properly focusing on his alchemy."

"Who knows what's on his mind? Does he really think he's that good, or does he just want to die?"

Fane merely shut them out. While his former self would try to argue with them, the current Fane knew that no matter what he said, it would just be a waste of time.

The truth would prevail, and he did not need to say anything to defend himself.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

After placing his bet, Fane returned to the waiting area and waited for the slaughter gambit to start.

When they saw that Fane had returned, the nine warriors seemed to be looking at some rare animal. Fane was, in truth, rather curious as to why they were not participating in the bet.

Was there an unwritten rule about it?

Were they not confident in

themselves? Fane wisely chose not to say anything. He merely returned to his spot and shut his eyes to rest once again.

David's lips twitched when he saw Fane closing his eyes. "You never fail to surprise me. I'm curious: How much did you bet on yourself? Surely you didn't bet two million, did you?"

Fane sighed, not wanting to bother with David at all. He ignored David and continued to rest, but David seemed adamant this time. He insisted on making

things clear.

"Are you not answering because you're feeling guilty?" sneered David. "There's nothing to be guilty about In the end, you'll die anyway. You only have this little bit of peace left, so what's wrong with answering my question?"

Fane continued to ignore him, so David narrowed his eyes and said coldly, can't attack you if you don't answer, but it doesn't mean I can't do anything to you. I can continue pestering you until you answer me!"

Fane opened his eyes exasperatedly as David sat down right in front of him with an expression of amusement.

He sighed and lamented to himself how David was like an annoying fly. David was so disgusting that Fane could not remain calm.

He knew that David would do what he said. If Fane said nothing, he would continue annoying him!

For some peace and quiet, Fane eventually answered, "I bet two million. Why are you so curious? Are you so sure I'll lose?"