The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"Why don't we just forget about this place? I feel like using this time to go visit the other palaces instead. I was already thinking about going to the Thousand-Legged Corridor anyway. That's where the real heroes are battling. It's just that there's no more space over there." "Honestly, I want to go look around as well. If we stay here, we'd just be waiting. I don't even know how long we'll have to wait. It's better to go somewhere else."

As they said that, they were starting to have the intention of leaving. After another five minutes, they decided to leave the Capture Hall to look at the other challenges. The few of them who were about to leave happened to have the best spots for spectating. When Lourain saw that they were about to leave, he hurriedly called out to Fane to go get their spots. Fane nodded. Even though there was nothing to watch, it would be better to have somewhere to sit.

Those people talked about it for a while longer before they got up to leave the Capture Hall. So, their spots were naturally cleared up. Lourain immediately rushed over and took the best spot. Fane and Marth followed closely behind, arriving next to him. The other spectators who had been standing up just like Fane took the chance and ran over as well. The remaining seats were quickly all taken up. After that, Lourain took a deep breath and stretched himself, saying happily, "I can finally sit down!"

That was all he said. He did not dare to say anything else for fear of being criticized by Fane. In Lourain's eyes, standing to spectate was just embarrassing. It was like he was an old lady who was just here to see something. It was still far better to sit down and watch. At the very least, he looked more like an actual spectator.

They would probably need to wait for a long time, but that was fine. For warriors, waiting a day or two was not a problem. The main thing was whether or not the wait would be worth it. To Lourain and Marth, there was no such thing.

They were just in Violet City out of luck. They would do whatever Fane did. If Fane did not leave, then the two of them would not leave either He glanced over at Fane who was next to him and saw that Fane was raising his head to look at the scroll in the air. Fane seemed to be deep in thought. Lourain was curious, but he did not dare to ask any questions.

At that moment, whether it was Lourain and Marth or the other warriors around, all of them were feeling bored. After all, they had no way of knowing when the next battle would start, and how long they needed to wait. Slowly, quite a few of them started to leave, and quite a few warriors entered as well.

With all the coming in and going out, the numbers did not decrease by that much. Just as Lourain was looking at the patterns of the spectator seats out of sheer boredom, someone hastily rushed inside.

The person had purple robes on, and

his head was bald. He did not even have any eyebrows. Upon closer inspection, he did not even have eyelashes. He really was a unique-looking man. However, warriors came in all sorts

and he was not the most

one.

The moment the bald man entered the Capture Hall, he did look at the rules like everyone else. Instead, he hurried over to the spectator stands, and he happened to stop right in front of Fane. After the bald man rushed over, he reached out and pulled out the person in front of Fane, "Percy Blatt is out!"

It was Fane's first time hearing that name, but it was clearly not for the people around him.