Translator: Seven
Editors: Ana_Banana, Sei
Bargan glanced behind him. Lukas was following him with a hood tightly wrapped around his face. This was to avoid causing a commotion.
Currently, Lukas’ reputation in the city was at its worst.
It had already reached its lowest after he had lost 12 fights consecutively, but now it had sohow dropped even lower.
It was for this reason that Bargan had initially not wanted Lukas to take the position as Champion. Of course, this wasn’t because he doubted Lukas’ strength or because he didn’t think he was fit to be the Champion.
Instead, it was because he felt that the timing was not good.
The citizens of Lirua had never seen Lukas’ true power. Far from it in fact. They all thought that Lukas was a fraud, a runaway, and a coward.
The citizens of the city were not bighearted or foolish enough to cheer him on just because he was currently sitting in the Champion seat.
Instead, they regarded him as a target to point their growing dissatisfaction at.
“Dammit. I don’t even feel like going to the arena anymore.”
“Why is that cowardly son of a bitch still holding on to the Champion title? We want to see his skills.”
“Since he got the position through cowardly ans, he naturally wants to avoid fighting.”
“…we should just move to another city. I heard the Babylon Arena is pretty good.”
“I doubt there are any houses left.”
The square was the center of the city.
Even if you didn’t try to actively listen for it, you could easily hear gossip about Lukas while walking by.
For Dragonn on Combat Island, moving from one city to another wasn’t that big of a deal.
They were the type who thirsted after high quality matches in the arena, and people would always flock to cities with large arenas.
Of course, as a result of this, the population of the major cities was always saturated. So even if they wanted to go, they couldn’t just pack their things and leave.
Because of that, very few Dragonn actually chose to leave Lirua, however…
‘This is only temporary.’
If the issues in the arena weren’t solved urgently, then within a short period of ti, Lirua would beco an empty city.
And in Bargan’s opinion, the easiest way to solve these issues was for Lukas to go forward and show his abilities. (Note: I’m wondering why he hasn’t done it yet… perhaps waiting for a big reveal.)
If he were to show the overwhelming power he’d displayed while overpowering Kangki, the citizens would definitely be left speechless.
Nevertheless, he had no intention of forcing the issue.
Bargan knew his position well.
‘It’s not just about relying on the Lord.’
He had to take responsibility for his own choices.
With that thought in mind, he continued to walk quietly. After a short while, Lukas spoke to him.
“How’s the city operation going?”
“Not bad. Aram is a big help.”
“Aram…”
Lukas mumbled his na for a mont before continuing in a soft tone.
“It’s natural that he’d be like that.”
“Huh?”
“Aram is a fox. It might seem like he’s lowering his head to you now, but he will betray you without hesitation if the chance ever presents itself. You’d better be careful not to get hit in the back of the head.”
“Ah. Yes. I will keep that in mind.”
In truth, when it ca to Aram, Bargan’s thoughts were the sa. But in the current situation, he had no choice but to use him even with the risk.
Seeing that he understood what he was saying, Lukas didn’t say anything else and instead changed the subject.
“How is your body?”
“I’m a lot better now. I’m not sure if you were aware, but there is a life support apparatus in the armor. It has helped a lot.”
“I see. That’s good.”
“Thank you for your concern.”
Lukas nodded and continued.
“The [Creed of Kash] will beco a major weapon for you. As long as you use it well, it will be of great assistance. And…”
Lukas was about to say sothing more, but he closed his mouth. Realising sothing, Bargan also turned his head to look to the front once again.
Before they knew it, they had already arrived at their destination.
They were now in front of Kangki’s castle, which was so tall it seed to pierce the sky.
* * *
“This is the room.”
Kangki stood in front of the room that the envoys were staying in before asking again.
“Are you really fine with doing this alone?”
His expression was filled with worry and the reason was simple.
He couldn’t figure out the purpose behind the visit of the envoys from Dragon God Island.
Although it was unlikely and he didn’t dare to think about it, there was still a possibility that Lukas was in danger.
Nevertheless, Lukas’ expression didn’t change at all because of this.
“It’s fine. Just wait outside. They said they didn’t want a third party joining in.”
“…that’s true, but…”
After hesitating for a while, Bargan sighed and he had no choice but to say,
“If anything happens, give a signal. I will join you imdiately.”
“Right.”
Lukas knocked on the door and opened it after hearing an answer from within.
Click.
“…”
The interior of the room was quiet, so it didn’t feel like anyone was there.
Nevertheless, in the dim light, the figures of the envoys were barely visible.
Both of them were wearing hoods, so he couldn’t see their faces.
Without any hesitation, Lukas took a few steps towards them. Then, after he was about two steps away, he opened his mouth first.
“I am Lukas.”
“Why don’t you take your hood off first?”
“…”
He complied.
As the hood lifted and revealed Lukas’ face, he felt one of the envoys take a deep breath.
“What kind of business does Dragon God Island have with ?”
“…hoh.”
One of the envoys let out a soft exclamation of admiration. It was the envoy on the left. His voice sounded older than Lukas expected. From his small stature and the curve of his back, it was clear that this was probably a fairly old man.
“You certainly do have so skill since you managed to kill Kangki.”
He knew about him killing Kangki.
It didn’t seem like soone had leaked the secret, so Lukas didn’t show any external reaction as he replied.
“I showed my face, it would be polite of you to do the sa.”
“Huhu! This kid who can’t tell the difference between heaven and earth is really talking to us about courtesy?”
“…if you wish…”
When he heard the tone in the man’s voice, Lukas’ voice beca cold.
“I can say sothing even worse. Would you like to hear it?” (Note:…is this really Lukas?)
“Impudent!”
This ti it was the one on the right who spoke.
He also seed to be an old man, but the vigor behind his voice was formidable. His short shout was like a clap of thunder.
“Do you know who we are to talk to us like that?”
“I don’t know. Did you introduce yourselves to ?”
“What did you say?”
“If this is all you called for, then I’ll be taking my leave. I’m a very busy person, and I have a lot of work to do.”
“…”
A rough breath was heard.
It seed that the old man on the right was at the end of his patience.
Just as the montum in his body was beginning to seep out…
“Priests of East and West, please contain yourselves.”
He was interrupted by a sudden voice which was as refreshing as a stream flowing in a forest.
The mont he heard this voice, Lukas’ eyebrows twitched slightly.
He turned to look at the envoy in the middle.
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