“Come, let’s drink!”
At that time, Asher did not drink much as he cheered with Milton.
After a few rounds of drinks, Asher was drunk. Noticing this, Milton went closer to him and pretended to be casual when he asked, “Brother Finn, I just don’t understand. With your power, you would not have a problem being in the top two. Why did you pull out from the competition when you faced Luca?”
Asher laughed and shook his head as he said, "Haha. I had no choice but to pull out; Luca is something.”
‘Something?’ Milton became more alert when he heard that.
He continued asking, “What do you mean by that?”
He pretended to look curious and was extremely excited in his heart.
“This…” Although Asher was drunk, his subconscious was still clear. He shook his head and said with a smile, “I can’t tell you. I can’t.”
‘Sh*t! It seems like he still needs more drinks!’
Milton cursed secretly as he forced a smile and continued giving Asher another drink. “That’s fine; I won’t ask anymore since you can’t tell me. Let’s continue to drink. Let’s drink all night!”
“Great!” As he spoke, they clinked wine glasses.
At that moment, Milton gave a devilish grin as he raised his head and gulped down his wine.
‘I have met all sorts of people as a member of the royal army. I don’t believe that I can’t find out Luca’s real identity from you.’
The next day at the Nine Suns Altar in New World Royal City, the competition was crowded.
The weather was quite good, and the sun was shining.
After a few days of eliminations, it was the grand finals. All the citizens and everyone from all levels of society arrived early in the morning.
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