There was no longer a need to continue.
The shocking scene of Pandora and Shallow Shallow teaming up had left Agner and Prime Minister William in a half-dazed state. To them, this so-called exchange of power was a farce.
One side was a god-like existence that could destroy the world with a wave of his hand, while the other side was just a slightly stronger mortal. Such an exchange of power seemed ridiculous.
As the initiator of this event, the expression on Prime Minister William's old face could be described as extremely wonderful. Embarrassment, shame, uneasiness, and a trace of deeply hidden anger intertwined together to form a rather gloomy expression.
William had estimated the other party's strength, but no matter how he estimated it, he still judged the Shiring Apostles on the level of mortals. Even if the Shiring Apostles and the Protoss were inextricably linked, it was impossible for them to have strength that was close to that of the Protoss. That was why he suggested to see their strength. Firstly, it was to ensure that they had the ability to save the country protected by the God of Light, so as to seal the mouths of the people below. More importantly, it was to understand the strength of the Shiring Apostles and come up with a countermeasure.
After all, it was necessary to be wary of others.
But now, William suddenly realized how foolish he was.
A race that could be as close as brothers with God, even if they didn't have the strength of a God, they would at least have the strength of a demigod.
How powerful was a God? Everyone who believed in God could feel that with just a trace of holy light obtained through prayer, an ordinary warrior could easily destroy those monsters that could wipe out a hundred-man brigade. No matter what, the strength of the Xi Ling apostles should be much stronger than the humans who had mastered a little bit of holy light, right?
However, the Ordos, who had been under the protection of the God of Light for a long period of time, had become arrogant and unwilling to admit that they were weak.
"You are very powerful." Agner couldn't help but be convinced by the power that humans couldn't contend against. "You are much more powerful than we imagined. Please forgive us for doubting you previously …"
"It's fine." I waved my hand magnanimously. "I understand your decision. No one would easily choose to believe in such a matter. After all, this concerns the safety of the entire country. Now, you just have to believe that the Xiling Empire is here to help this world."
"Regarding this, I completely believe in it. I'm a staunch believer of the God of Light."
Agner's tone was sincere. Of course, his words couldn't be 100% trusted. If he was a pure believer like Mellon, his words would naturally be believable. However, Agner's position meant that he wasn't that devout. Not to mention the Shiring Apostles who appeared as a friend of the God of Light, even if an army of angels came to help him, he would have to consider the impact on his rule.
But now, it seemed that with the strength of the Xi Ling apostles, it did not matter if he resisted or not, he would not be able to stop the other party's actions. So, he simply chose to obey - it was a very wise choice.
I raised my head to look at the sun in the sky. It was already 4 or 5 in the afternoon. If that Tosca fellow hadn't died of shame from yesterday's matter, he should be here soon.
Under normal circumstances, I was a magnanimous person. However, I didn't intend to let those who bullied others off so easily, especially when they had designs on Shallow Shallow and the others.
Of course, I would never admit that I had a vile trait of tormenting others in my subconscious …
"Right." I suddenly felt that I should let more people spectate the game that I was about to play. Thus, I started a topic. "What are the rules of duels in this world?"
"Duel?" Agner was puzzled as to why I would suddenly ask such a question. However, he still replied, "If it's a normal duel, both parties will have to bring a witness. Before the duel, they will have to agree on the method of the duel and if there are any restrictions. In theory, no one's life can be harmed in a duel. However, if there is an accidental death or injury, the victor will not be punished by the law. Correspondingly, the relatives and friends of the deceased can choose to take revenge without being punished."
How should I put it? There was a tinge of barbarism in such a rule.
"So that's how it is. Then, it doesn't matter if there are more witnesses, right?"
"That's right. There is no upper limit to the number of witnesses. One witness is the minimum standard."
Agner was stunned for two seconds before he suddenly reacted. His expression was as though he had seen a ghost as he exclaimed, "Could it be that you …"
"Ah, that's it. A human challenged me. Although I tried to reject him, he didn't seem to have any intention of giving up. Furthermore, he seems to be a noble."
"A noble among us …" Agner was tongue-tied. "Challenged you?!"
Mellon shouted excitedly, "By the God of Light! Who would be so foolish?! "
"Who knows?" I shrugged my shoulders innocently.
The sudden situation gave Agner a huge headache. He quickly dismissed all related personnel and ordered for the large-scale barrier to be removed. Only he, Mellon, William, and a few of us were left at the scene.
Agner and William had been trying their best to make me withdraw my intention to duel. They were well aware of the consequences of a duel initiated by an idiot who came out of nowhere. What they were most worried about was that I would fly into a rage and start the end of the world. Although I appeared to be smiling and not angry, only the heavens knew how the Shiring Apostles thought!
Mellon, on the other hand, furrowed his brows. From time to time, he would steal glances at Alaya who was standing behind me. However, the latter didn't seem angry or happy. He just stood there calmly.
No one would have guessed that I was actually just playing around.
At this moment, Tosca, who everyone had been waiting for, finally appeared.
From afar, I saw a coquettish figure dressed in gorgeous golden armor and holding a longsword walking in our direction. It was the arrogant Tosca from yesterday. Looking at his distorted expression, it was obvious that he was still traumatized by what happened yesterday. To be honest, I was already surprised that he didn't commit suicide out of shame.
Behind him were a few background actors. Let me introduce them: Passerby A, Passerby B, Passerby C …
"Tosca?!"
Agner and William were shocked when they got a clear look at the newcomer's appearance.
They know each other? That would be even more fun!
Tosca obviously saw His Majesty standing there. Astonishment immediately appeared on his face. He quickly came before us and knelt before Agna's feet. He said respectfully, "Your Majesty … …"
"Scram!"
Before Tosca could finish his words, two kicks landed on Tosca's shoulder at the same time, sending him flying out.
One of the legs belonged to Agner, while the other belonged to Prime Minister William.
Tosca was, after all, a high-ranked Warrior. Although he didn't dare to resist and was sent flying, he quickly adjusted his center of gravity to avoid a mouthful of mud. After he got up, he maintained his kneeling posture and raised his head in bewilderment. He looked at Agner and Prime Minister William and asked, "Your Majesty, Father, why …"
So this fellow was William's son. What a ridiculous plot development …
"You stupid pig!"
William's hair was standing on end as his face turned red. He roared furiously, "What did you do?!"
"Well, I just challenged the Head of the Empire …"
Lin Xue, who always craved for the world to be in chaos, added fuel to the fire. But this time, she was exactly what I wanted.
At this moment, Tosca finally saw us. When he saw me, a trace of viciousness flashed across his face. But when he saw Shallow Shallow and the others, his gaze froze with confusion and uneasiness. In the end, he saw Alaya, who was slowly spreading his wings.
Tosca wasn't a fool, but he couldn't accept what was happening in front of him. So, he was naturally dumbfounded.
That was until his father sent another kick at him.
"Ah … Gaa …" Tosca, who had already guessed what was happening, opened his mouth, but he could only make a meaningless sound.
Even the gorgeous armor that he wore to attract the eyes of beauties seemed to have dimmed in an instant.
Walking forward, I lowered my head in a seemingly friendly manner and said, "Alright, Mr. Tosca, the duel is about to begin. Shouldn't we discuss the process of the duel?"
"Wait a minute …" William said in panic. Although Tosca had caused such a huge disaster, he still didn't wish to see his child die. "Tosca, he's just …"
"I know, I know. He's just young and impetuous." I nodded in understanding. "However, the duel still has to continue. The Xiling Empire is a country that values martial arts. To us, a duel is a sacred matter, especially a challenge against the Head of the Empire. It can't be canceled so easily, so — —"
Without waiting for William to speak again, I lifted up Tosca, who had already turned into a pile of mud. At the same time, I pointed at Alaya and said, "This is my witness, an angel. She will represent the Gods to decide this duel. What do you think?"
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