The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Zelter turned to look at the corridor behind him, and only then did he have the time to think about anything else.

Widde and Looney were probably still fighting at that moment.

He understood the other two participants, in a sense, and he deduced that they were not as strong as he was. He had taken so much effort to defeat the golden-armored fighter, so what more could the other two have done?

Amid his thoughts, a ray of golden light surrounded his body. Zelter gaped a bit, but he was not surprised.

He knew that this was the light that would send him out. Sure enough, the space around him started to distort the moment he was surrounded by the light. At that moment, he was even thinking about how he would get the chance to look at how the two were doing, that he would be the first to be sent out.

After a few seconds, the space around him stabilized.

A familiar scene greeted his eyes, and the noise from the spectators rang in his ears as he turned to look at the two other scrolls the moment he landed.

Yet, after he looked over, he was shocked to see that there was nothing on the two other scrolls. Had the two failed and perished during their final challenge? Were they so weak to have died that way?

The spectators could see what Zelter was doing and how he was staring at the other scrolls, immediately knowing what he was thinking. Laughter erupted, and someone shouted, "Stop trying to look over there! You're the last one!"

Zelter froze upon hearing this. What did they say? He was...the last one?

How was that possible? The other two were weaker than him! How could they have killed such a strong opponent before him? It was impossible!

At the same time, he looked over below the scrolls. Sure enough, he saw the other two warriors standing on the transfer array, looking at him snidely. The sight burned into his eyes.

Zelter's jaw slackened and found himself unable to say anything.

The spectators were right; he was the last one out after all. Just thinking about what he did flustered him. How humiliating!

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Compared to Zelter's complicated emotions at that moment, most of the warriors in the spectator stands felt just as complicated. At least two-thirds of the warriors there had placed their bets on both Zelter and Looney, so they could not possibly feel elated.

Instead, those that had been

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rebuking Widde were so happy that their smiles nearly split their faces. was a complete surprise. They thought that they would surely lose, but the situation was completely overturned. Not only did Looney defeat the golden-armored fighter, but he was the first to do so as well!

Even though the odds had not been that amazing, they managed to win quite a bit from the bets. Compared to how despondent some of the people there were, Fane did not

seem to have much of an

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expression at all.

They had arrived too late earlier. When they entered the Killing Hall, the betting area was already closed, and no one else could place their bets afterward.

Lourain and Marth were elated. They could have bet on either Looney or Zelter based on public sentiment, but they would have lost everything they betted.

It was better to not have participated entirely!