Tournament of Geniuses- Space Battle Part 11

'Is that all there is to it? Is it possible that I'm so pitiful? I couldn't even overcome a person while swearing to protect my women. How can I possibly take millions of them? 'How am I going to become the genuine God of Sex?' Mike opened his eyes slightly within the spaceship and slipped into deep thinking.

While the healing potion worked, his body was wrapped in bandages. Mike has no recollection of how long he was unconscious. Nonetheless, he feels sorry about his defeat. He clenched his hand and bit his lower lip.

"Don't weep! You have the right to boast. You are free to smile. You can declare your love in front of the audience. However, you are unable to cry. Defeat is not a great burden. The humiliation of crying will be too much for you to handle. You did not go down without a fight. Not this time, at least." His ear was pricked by a faint voice.