“… Ha!”


  Baron Russell’s eldest son, Martin, burst out laughing.

  Caesar Lester looked wide-eyed as if checking if he heard it right, and Kevin just shook his head.

  Of course, it was exactly what they wanted. They had come to the gym with the very intention of picking a fight.

  However, the situation was completely unexpected.

  They couldn’t understand what the Deadbeat Noble had just said.

  “Great confidence… nice. Let’s see what you’ve got.”


  Kevin Lester stepped forward, flustered.

  The weapons caretaker looked anxious at the situation, but there was nothing he could do.

  How could he intervene and talk to nobles?

  To put it precisely, it could be said that the sword fell as if it was neatly cut.

  “…”


  Ryan Gairn went stiff. The Lester brothers and Martin Russell stopped laughing.

  Jack Stewart, Aaron Gairn, and everyone else who stopped near the ground looked in astonishment.

  Only Irene, who was at the center of the gazes, was expressionless in front of Ryan Gairn.