"Even though I don't know what your name is and how you're this brazen, nothing will change what awaits you. Join the battle with you? Are you going to attack me then?"
There were no rules against attacking fellow participants on stage. Normally, no one would actually do that. After all, the goal of the participants was to kill the beast, not each other. However, there were exceptional circumstances as well. For instance, since Fane was signing up for the next battle, the warriors from the Star Continent would join in as well, and the target would automatically shift to Fane.
Hamish immediately understood what Fane meant; Fane was telling him to compete against him on stage.
Absurd, Hamish thought. He looked at Fane as though he was looking at a madman, his lips twitching.
"You're going too far with your bragging. Are you really going to sign up? What are you planning? Anyone with half a brain would know what'll happen, but you're not afraid. Do you think they'd let you off easily if you joined the battle?
"Who do you think you are?! Even though I can't be considered one of the stronger warriors, I'm stronger among the regular warriors! You're no match for me!"
Even though Hamish did not know what the man in front of him was named, and could not see what the man looked like or how strong the man was, Hamish truly believed the man in front of him could never be stronger than him with all the absurd things he was doing.
Anyone clear of mind would never act like Fane.
Fane smirked as he looked at Hamish coldly. There were no emotions in his voice, but every word was said with conviction, "Since you don't think I'm a match for you, promise me you'll join the next battle."
Not bothering to wait for Hamish's response, Fane turned and walked toward the spectator stands, leaving behind a befuddled group of warriors. Hamish began to pant, feeling like he had been challenged. He was blatantly ridiculed!
He decided to join the battle. Nothing scared him, anyway!
It was not like he had offended anyone, so he would not be targeted even if he did. He just needed to make sure he was careful and that he would not be injured. However, that man would be targeted until he died. It would be a tragic situation. Hamish could already see how that person would be beaten half to death.
Lourain could no longer sit still after that, having heard Hamish's question as well. He had been conflicted and wondering if he should place a bet. Since Fane had placed a bet on Percy, he felt like everything he was thinking about earlier was just dumb.
Of course, it was not just him, Marth did not feel much better. The two of them exchanged an emotional look. They stood up at the same time as they rushed to the betting area.
Fane happened to return as they left, but the two of them deliberately avoided Fane so they would not meet Fane's eyes.
At that moment, everyone was looking at Fane curiously, inquisitively.
Most of them were too afraid to discuss things loudly, but some did not mind offending the crazy masked man. They deliberately raised their voices as they discussed everything Fane did.
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