King of the World, the ranking system of Kings

"So, you said you wanted to be the King of the World, right?" Bedi asked Pierre.

"Yup!" Pierre replied as he stuffed meat in his mouth.

Continuing where they left off, Bedivere started thinking.

[If this kid really intends to be the King of the World, I might be able to use him for my personal agendas.] He thought to himself.

"Just want to make sure but, do you know the current rankings for becoming the King of the World?" Bedi starts going through some questions, making sure that the kid in front of him is truly wanted to be the King of the World or not.

"Rankings? What's that?" Pierre asked him back, showing no signs of care for anything aside from the food in front of him.

[As I thought, this kid is not serious about it. I'm just wasting my time here. I'll just pay up before I leave him here by himself.] Bedivere thought as he rubs his forehead.

As he was about to leave his seat and go, Pierre told him something that caught his attention.

"But you know what, there was this one man who went to our town and said that he will be the King of the World. I'll never let him do that, not as long as I'm alive." Pierre says in a serious and menacing tone.

"What is this guy's name?" Bedi intriguingly asked.

"Tales. Mad Tales is his name." Pierre answered as he clenched his fists.

[Mad Tales, isn't that the current rank 1? Someone even stronger than Gawain is for sure a pain in the ass.] Bedivere thought to himself, shocked to hear the current front runner for the throne's name.

In this world, the people who want to be the King of the World have to meet certain criteria as prophesied from the artefact discovered 2 years ago. That being; strong enough to unite the whole world, possess a blessing, someone who has a fragment of an artefact, and someone backed by a loyal faction.

"So Sedi, I heard that you were a knight. Why were you exiled in the first place?" Pierre asked him.

"For the millionth time, I said - actually, never mind. I'm getting tired of that running gag that you keep on doing." Bedi held himself together, avoiding losing control once again.

"I was thrown into exile by the King of Briton due to 'misconduct' or so he said. I almost got executed on the spot only able to get by being exiled. I think I'm lucky enough to stay alive." Bedivere forcefully smile as he scratched his head.

Sir Bedivere of West, is an exiled knight and currently a con man in The Scorching Haven. Not much is known about him unlike his peers from the Round Table due to his upbringing as the only knight in that faction who grew up in a peasant household. The former king took him as a servant and later as a knight. After his exile, the unknown knight of the Round Table changed his looks to avoid people recognizing him, if there are any who would. He dyed his hair from blond to black and now chose to wear peasant's clothes than his fancy armour which he sold off to an ailing family back when he was travelling the 7 seas.

Not known to Pierre, the same man he had defeated a while ago was once part of the current rank 2, Round Table Faction led by the King of Briton, King Claudio.

"Well then, what's your plan now that you were castrated from the Round Tables, Pedi?" Pierre asked him.

"It's not castrated! Discharged, discharged!" Bedi snapped at Pierre, correcting him to avoid misunderstanding from anyone around them.

"Haha, it's just the same thing! You're funny, aren't you?" Pierre just laughed it off.

"Going back to where we were, here's my advice if you actually want to be the King of the World. You should go and find one of the fragments of the artefact and make your own faction. If I were you, I'll try avoiding a man named Gawain at all costs." Bedi gave some advice to Pierre.

Bedi stood up and left his seat. As he was paying the total amount of the food that Pierre ate, Pierre called out to him one last time.

"If you want to get your revenge against the people who throw you away, you can join my faction." Pierre attempted to recruit Bedi.

"I'll pass on that for now. I've got a lot of stuff to finish here before doing anything else." Bedi bid him farewell and went out of the pub.

"Hmm, on second thought, I want him in my faction." Pierre firmed himself and decided to recruit Bedivere at all costs.

Meanwhile, Bedivere as he went outside the pub thought to himself;

[I should keep that brat from my personal agendas here. It will be meaningless if I'll need anyone to help me solve my own problems.]

"Still, I did not expect to hear that guy's name from that kid."

Bedivere who was just outside the pub disappeared out of nowhere as he easily blends in with the people walking past him.

As soon as Pierre finished his meal, he ran as fast as he could to the port where the ship he boarded was. Unfortunately, when he reached the port, the ship was nowhere to be found.

"Oh, that ship left 3 hours ago. You must've taken a lot of time going around the island." the man from the fish stall told Pierre.

"No way! My money and everything are inside that ship!" Pierre fell to his knees, losing the strength to stand after hearing the unfortunate news.

Pierre reached for his pocket and smiled as soon as he felt that something was in there.

"Thankfully, I keep this one with me at all times." Pierre clutched it and brings it close to his heart.

The thing Pierre was holding just now is one of the fragments that Bedi just said when he was in the pub.