Bad News

As Abel was coming out from the VIP lounge, he overheard the sound of various voices chatting. When he looked over, businessmen were chatting in the resting room of the boutique shop.

"Have you seen The Lord of Marshall's golden armor?"

"Not at all, but I've heard people talked about."

"Well I saw him yesterday and it completely dazzled my eyes. He came to Harvest City with his golden armor. When he got off his inferno bull carriage, a ray of sunlight reflected off his armor, it was shining so brightly that I could barely even see his figure."

"Weren't the armor of prince Wyatt's guards also gold some time ago?"

"It's nothing compared to that. The materials of that armors were like brass compared to the armor of Lord Marshall."