38 The protagonists usually end everything within five minutes, so why did they not step in at the beginning!

The atmosphere is so heated that it makes your blood boil.

I really want to cry, but instead, my body is being forced to display the most arrogant attitude! The faces of the people who dare to debate against Salzaal are flushing red as if they want to choke him. However, they were stopped by the phrase: Only fools use force to solve problems.

If words could be turned into swords, the whole room would have been massacred…

“Future Duke Bedivere has such a sharp tongue…” Arian, who refused to back down, coolly retorts. “…But I wonder if he's only skilled in using his mouth…”

I raise an eyebrow at Arian, who is sitting next to me, while still resting my feet on the table. Actually, this is supposed to be Nigel's seat, but Salzaal decided to occupy it since my seat had already been broken by Duncan.

“Heh…you want to know about that, Arian Galahad?” My golden eyes narrow as a smirk appears at the corner of my lips.

“If you really want to know…shall we prove that tonight?”