The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2731

Elder Eliot snorted, ignoring Elder Rick's question.

However, this did not deter Elder Rick as he pursed his lips, looking like he suddenly thought about something. "That brat is the best candidate, but at the end of the day, he's just a sixth-grade alchemist, and he'll no doubt affect the team negatively. If he does, and even if our valley wins by then, he'd receive punishment. It's quite a pity, since Fane is quite talented."

His snide remarks sounded harsh to the ear. Elder Rick had just so firmly said that he did not have a grudge against Fane, yet he so openly said such things! No doubt was he a bitter person, through and through.

Elder Eliot felt a surge of rage in his heart. Just as he was about to shout and curse, however, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the distance. All of the elders looked toward the source of the noise at the same time.

They saw Elder Maurice walking in with Mr. Zayne, both seemingly calm as they headed into the hall. Far behind them were Fane and the others. At that moment, their expressions were incredibly serious, but Elder Maurice walked in with a stern look.

At that, Elder Turner and the others started to feel worried. Before Elder Maurice even arrived at the middle of the hall, Elder Turner had rushed up to greet them.

Elder Rick, Elder Eliot, and Elder Baggins walked away from their little debate at the corner.

Elder Maurice saluted Elder Turner before passing him the golden scroll in his hand. Everyone who saw it knew that it was the merit log Elder Maurice had prepared.

Everything that happened in the tournament was recorded in the scroll, as well as the evaluations on the three participants.

Elder Rick shot Fane a venomous look the moment he arrived at the center of the hall. At the same time, Fane looked his way, too.

Elder Rick snorted as he looked at Fane confidently, his expression seemingly conveying that this was the day Fane's life would end.

Elder Eliot looked at Fane pitifully. Even if Fane was talented, the main forces of the tournament were still seventh-grade alchemists. No matter how good he was, Fane was still a sixth-grade alchemist.