The vice captain of the guards, Hansen, did not hesitate. He knelt on the ground and pressed his head against the ground, pleading sincerely.
"I beg of you, sir. Please decide whether I, Hansen, am stronger or the captain of the guards, Nair, is stronger. Who is the winner?"
Vice-Captain Hansen lay on the ground, his tone full of humility.
Whatever it was, it was no longer important to Vice-Captain Hansen.
In the eyes of Vice-Captain Hansen, he no longer had any desires.
At this moment, Vice-Captain Hansen only wanted one thing. One result.
That's right.
Vice-Captain Hansen only wanted one result.
Even if the captain of the guards, Nair, was even more powerful, he would still accept it.
This was because Joelson's strength was far above the two of them. The result that he decided was the most accurate.