Chapter 37 (2/2)

Satisfied, Ho-Gyoung s-yup said to him,

“I have oneto inform you about …”

“What is it?”

“The ones that the Young Master had an ill incident with … Vulcan and Dokgo Hoo joined the denomination”

“Ho”

“Yes”

Lee Jung-yup disappeared as if he was never there in the first place Putting his conversation with Lee Jung-yup behind hiht

‘Perhaps that’s actually a good thing …’

If the Order left Vulcan and Dokgo Hoo alone, people would have started to talk and make mockery of the Order It was because the anization, fearing a few individuals

If he left things be like that for a long ti it plummet to the floor

However, now that Vulcan and Dokgo Hoo joined the denoer between the Order and two individuals It was noeen two factions

Therefore, now the situation was fitting enough that people would have understood if the Order took a step back without taking any drastic measures

‘There shouldn’t be a probley from them’

Ho-Gyoung wanted to say no to the idea of getting tangled up with er

If there was another incident in the future where the Order suffered an even bigger humiliation, then that would be a different story, but for now, Ho-Gyoung was finding it acceptable to look the other way

Of course, if another incident similar to this was to happen …

‘Then I don’t care about their potentials or whatever I will kill them’

CRACK!

By Ho-Gyoung’s powerful aura, a boulder near by crumbled like a cookie

Time went by and the sun rose on the day of the proxy duel

The duel was between the Holy Denomination of War, those orshi+ped Powell, and the Order of Virtue, an alliance of martial artists from Murim

Because it was a battle between two factions that represented Beloong City, there was a big interest about the duel

However, there were not that many spectators It was because the two factions set a limit on who could co a bunch of nobodies to come and watch may interfere with the duel

The limit was Zenith-Rate and above

Despite the hefty li their places in the audience section in anticipation of the duel that was about to unfold soon

And, the beings that shi+ned brighter than everyone, the Order’s Blade King Ho-Gyoung and the Deno Bellon, arrived at the scene

As if everyone had planned it together, as soon as they saw the twothe entrance, they all fell silent Over two-thirds of the spectators belonged to the factions, and the others knew better to not ignore their influence, hence it was obvious why everyone became quiet

In silence, only the sound of wind could be heard occasionally

The one that broke that silence was Bellon, the Battle King

“It’s been a while seeing you like this”

“Indeed Has it been … about one year since our senior officer had his victory?”

“Don’t you think you are too old for petty manipulative provocations?”

“Those that are vulnerable for it fall for it even when they are over a thousand years old I figured you are one of those kinds Are you not?”

Having heard what Ho-Gyoung said, Bellon laughed with confidence and said,

“Haha You sure talk big You see-yup?”

“Although they ht, but I do have many useful talents The Order provides full support to those with talents”

‘This bastard, so there was someone he prepared’

Bellon felt confidence in Ho-Gyoung’s tone of voice Bellon made a bitter smile

By the look on Ho-Gyoung’s face, Bellon figured that it probably would not have gone well if he sent out the warrior that he originally intended to send

‘But … it is your turn to be surprised this time’

Having watched Vulcan train for a month, Bellon became certain of his victory Bellon was certain that nobody, unless if it was soreenhorn rookie

Although Bellon never saw Vulcan fighting with all of his ht, Bellon could feel that Vulcan was a monster

‘Vulcan is definitely a graduate candidate ould either go to Act 2 or go back hoht ascend to the realm of Gods’

Regardless, Vulcan was going to bring hiood relation with him Based on Vulcan’s reaction when Bellon proround, Bellon was certain of this

Bellon felt great, so he said to Ho-Gyoung,

“If you are that confident, let’s cut the chit-chat and get started, shall we?”

“Really? Fine I will introduce ours first”

Ho-Gyoung snapped his finger Fro a spear sloalked toward the front

The proxy duel fighter’s eyes were exuding cold aura

Watching his steady aura, some of the spectators murmured

“This … is incredible”

“Aren’t they suppose to choose the fighter fro? It looks like he could be within the lower half of the ranking”

“I can’t be certain, but … I think it will be difficult for the Denomination If we had a Player here, ould be able to determine his stats accurately It’s too bad”

Everyone was speaking highly of the fighter

Ho-Gyoung was listening to the spectators’ reactions quietly He didn’t bother hiding the tip of his lips tilting upward With a grin, Ho-Gyoung said to Bellon,

“Now, our fighter is waiting How about you introduce your hidden fighter as well?”

“I was going to anyway”

Bellon sht back at him

Watching Bellon, Ho-Gyoung could feel a sense of uneasiness co up inside

‘What’s this? Why is he so relaxed? Why all this confidence?’

Ho-Gyoung was sure that even Bellon could see hoerful the Order’s fighter was

‘Is Bellon putting up a face and pretending to be confident?’

It did not appear to be the case

Ho-Gyoung have known Bellon for several hundred years He knew Bellon’s face well He could at least tell if the expression on Bellon was genuine or not

‘By chance, the Denomination also had a top-notch warrior that they have been raising in secret? No If that was the case, they would have sent that fighter during the last year’s proxy duel Just what is he …’

Ho-Gyoung the leader of the Order was in deep thoughts He was troubled by it to the point he was hts, Ho-Gyoung, for a moment, made a face as if he lost his hter

The man had dark hair with a faint expression

His face looked young, not even close to 30

He inging a blade with lightning sparks surrounding his entire body

‘Vulcan! The reason you joined the Deno the Order’s wraith, was it to make mockery out of me?!’

GRIT

Ho-Gyoung, the Blade King of the Order of Virtue, grinded his teeth hard enough to break them