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DISSATISFACTION WITH THE HEIR
Author: Victor Amos Regannez
last update Last Updated: 2023-05-25 13:37:59

Daeymen laid down helpless on the floor while he received heavy punches from his elder brother, who looked very determined to disfigure his face.

"You think you are better than me huh!" He growled.

King Lauihnio gaped confusedly at the fighting scene.

The captain noticed how uncomfortable the king was, judging from his expression, however he ordered the umpire to end the duel.

The umpire pulled Aynam from Daeymen's body, and instead of raising his arm as the winner of the contest, he attended to Daeymen, whose face became swollen, and purple as a result of the blows he incurred.

A section of his mouth was bleeding, and he winced in pain meanwhile Aynam ignored the umpire and raised both his arms proudly, as he relished thoughts of his victory and dominance over his brother.

He also felt proud and happy to be able to prove a point to his father, the captain, and the burly, grim soldiers who witnessed the fight.

A few soldiers approved his victory by clapping their hands, while some of
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