Ch034

"And, today's winner is participat no. 184. Congratulations to him!" As soon as the announcement was made, Izak hugged him. He jumped in the air and voiced happily, "Iddy, you have won the match. I knew it, nobody is more suitable other than you. You are the most skilled in swordmanship here, who can win if not you?"

"Thank you, you were good as well."

"Thank you, my buddy. Ooh, sorry. From now on, I should call you Sir Idris." Izak voiced so in a teasing manner and Idris chuckled. So many people kept congratulating him and all when the group of boys who insulted them before the match started were looking at him bitterly.

"It's getting late, let's go." Izak voiced and Idris followed after him.

As they crossed the first gate, Izak moved close to him and added, "Buddy, those brats are following us."

Taking a quick peek at them, Idris grabbed onto his sword then he gestured at his friends. Izak could understand what did he mean, and he paced up.

With them hurriedly walking, the group of
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