BELLUM PRAESINTIA

If This Way Need To Be Clear

The understanding mentioned was quite terrifying for some people; here, Garlan had been brought into the arena.

The bonds on his hands were quickly released to enable him to fight, but the fight here only forced him to use an unfamiliar sword he had never touched before.

As a knight, facing something like this was undoubtedly a heavy challenge; it felt as though his soul had lost its most essential part of life.

"He didn't explain anything and easily did something like this just to give me a little insight! Tsk... I didn't expect him to make things complicated like this..."

He watched how this situation would unfold, and his opponent appeared in front of him. A muscular man covered in black tattoos from his left shoulder to his back.

The mask he wore was intimidating, but it had no effect on Garlan.

Garlan's narrow eyes indicated his lack of interest in such accessories.

"Let's get this over with! But..."

Several people with weapons stood around Garlan, ready to use them. He might get