Chapter 67

There are a lot of people you can mock, but you choose me to be mocked, the pettiest of all the people here.

Observing the only handle sword of the three-starred noble and Livia's sword, still long and shining, I start yelling.

"What a great shame for a three-star noble to lose to a poor one-star noble. It's so painful to see. If I were the three-star noble, I'd hide in a hole, unable to show my face to others," I say mockingly.

The three-star noble in the arena, his body shaking, is unable to make a move. Livia's face turns serious, ready to strike him down.

"Oh, I'm so frightening, my body trembling. What a disgrace, a three-star losing to a one-star. I'm going to live in shame for my entire life," I continue to mocking him.

The three-star noble, once proud, now tremble, his ego shatter by soon public defeat.

“I even lost to a woman. As a man, I should just go die. For I am born useless, a three-star useless noble. What a disease, a pollution to the air. Starting today, people will
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