Spar and a bet

Nulla waved her hand, "I do not need such entertainments, I am here for business matters so you need not to anyways." She said, her voice indifferent.

Nulla didn't quite like the voice of the man, underneath all that pretense of respect, she could feel disappointment and disdain in his voice.

All this because her house was about to collapse.

Nobles were arrogant and a prideful class of people but when a noble house is on the verge of collapse, the backlash they receive would naturally be very severe.

The man - Regor by saying that he wanted to officiate an official spar between his knights showcasing their strength basically implied that their fallen house couldn't even be compared.

What he was doing, to Nulla, was like rubbing salt on a wound.

Nulla could only contain her anger behind her poker face, she could not act up here. Even though she had a good relationship with the head of the house, even the head wouldn't be able to go against his own house without the support of their pillars.

Sebas and Regor exchanged glances, of course Noah didn't let that escape his sights.

They seemed to have communicated with each other just by mere glances. He could immediately tell that they were planning something.

Noah sighed in his mind.

Trouble.

That was the only thing that was on his mind.

And as he expected, it indeed happened.

"Umm, young lady. If I may be so rude, who is this man beside you wearing a mask. Is he perhaps your personal guard? Or a luggage courier..." Regor said as he laid his eyes on Noah, he intentionally added the last part so he could get some reaction on the motionless and indifferent guy.

There was no doubt he was being rude right now, by asking that kind of question, he made it seem like he was looking down on her despite him actually questioning the guy beside her.

Still, Regor knew of their current situation and he was sure this lass wouldn't act out with her House in mind.

Ohh how it felt great, getting on the nerves of some self-centered and spoiled young lady from another House.

Nulla's eyebrows twitched but she answered with a calm voice nonetheless, "Yes indeed, he is my personal guard."

Disdain couldn't be concealed in the eyes of Regor as he uttered, "I just find it suspicious and shameful that a personal guard is wearing a mask, there shouldn't be no need to is there? I mean, showing your face and being beside the one you serve, there aren't anything as honorable."

The edges of his lips curled.

Noah in response, only a scoffed, a mocking glint in his eyes. His lips spread as his teeth showed.

"I don't know, maybe I'm wearing a mask because I am too handsome or maybe because I have an ugly big scar running down my forehead to my cheek. I don't want to scare anybody with a face like that don't I? If I saw myself I would be scared too." Thick sarcasm coursed through Noah's voice. Each word struck a nerve at Regor.

There was no one here who had a much more visible and ugly scar than him. Indeed he had received many remarks, even from his own children his face looked like a demon.

Noah's words were clearly meant for him, in other words, Noah was saying he had an ugly and scary face.

Snapp!!

Veins popped out Regors forehead, "Hoo, that's some very sharp tongue you got there."

The two faced down, looking into each other's eyes.

A massive man looked down on an almost skinny guy in contrast to him.

"How about a spar from one of my knights? It is quite common for Noble houses to conduct a spar once in a while. This way we can also entertain the young lady." Regor opened his lips causing his rough voice that was hinting at irritation to escape.

Noah could only widen his smile.

Fine, he would bite.

"This is not necessary." Nulla's voice echoed, her tone containing a hint of annoyance and anger.

"No, it's fine, why not."

Noah refuted.

"You wouldn't have any problems with that right? Mr. Sebas." Noah turned his neck towards the butler, the man's involuntary twitch of his brow didn't escape his sharp eyes.

Sebas shook his head as if resigning but Noah could tell behind those eyes he was delighted that his plan was working.

Noah stepped out behind Nulla and cracked his neck.

He had always wanted to find out the combat standards of this world — or at least from those who have enough training and resources.

"I heard that your knights are very exceptional in hand-to-hand combat and martial arts, how about that? Use of skills is prohibited." Noah announced, of course since he was the one being challenged, it should be a given that he should be the one to put the condition.

"Moreover, I'm afraid none of your elite knights can even handle me if we use skills so let's make it fair shall we?" Rightful arrogance once again seeped out from Noah's lips.

The captain of the knights maybe too much for him but the knights he lead? It wouldn't be difficult for him at all.

"How arrogant, I will not tolerate any belittling of my corps."

"Call Leon for me..." Regor gestured to one of the knights training. He quickly followed orders and went to a certain direction.

"You really don't need to you know..." Nulla whispered behind Noah, but the latter ignored it as if she had said nothing.

Soon enough, a man approached them. He wore the same attire as any of the knights present, he had wavy black hair and sharp brows that complimented his fiery eyes filled with spirit.

He looked fairly young — probably in his early twenties, he had a muscular body but not too bulky like Regor. He carried with him the familiar aura of someone who wanted to achieve strength and power.

"He looks pretty strong, how about a bet." Noah turned his neck back to Regor, a smile creeping up this face.

Regor broke out into a huge laugh, "A bet you say? You sound awfully confident, then let's bet! 20 mid-tier mana stone if you manage to defeat Leon."

Noah's eyes shone a shrewd glint, "Very well, 20 mid-tier mana stones it is."