Chapter 839 - A Fair Duel
Chapter 839 A Fair Duel
Sworn enemies tended to collide violently upon meeting.
However, they were in the public location that was the Rhein Adept’s Tower. Moreover, Greem had come at the invitation of the Association. It cut off all possibility of Yurga taking the chance to plot anything against Greem.
His reputation might be in the mud, but he could not set aside appearances still. Yurga might harbor great hatred and resentment within him, but he still had to keep up the dignity of a high-grade adept on the outside.
“My greetings, Lord Yurga!” Greem was the first to bow and offer his greetings to Yurga respectfully.
The two of them did not share a subordinate relationship or any familial ties. An active greeting from Greem as a Second Grade adept was about as appropriate as it could ever be. Yurga could not pick at anything to criticize.
“You people. Very good; you are all very good!” Yurga’s face was cold as stone as he squeezed these words out between his teeth.
His furious red eyes glared at the silent bug adept standing behind Greem, unblinking.
“Hmph, of course not! It is a battle between your two clans. No other clans or forces can be involved in it. As such, the one representing the Crimson Clan can only be an internal member of the Crimson Clan with the identity of an adept. No outside help is allowed!” Adept Laurent continued to chuckle as he spoke, “I have heard that your clan has some dragons from another world in it. They can’t be considered as members of the Crimson Clan, and they cannot represent your clan in battle!”
Greem’s eyes turned sharp upon hearing this, and Mary struggled even more furiously. Billis also raised his head abruptly. His ghostly green insect eyes swept past Adept Laurent before he looked down once more.
Greem laughed chillingly as he said, “Until this moment, our clan has yet to register a Third Grade adept with the Association. Do you mean to say that we are to send a Second Grade to have a ‘fair’ duel with Lord Yurga the Third Grade?”
Greem spoke with a tone dripping with frost. He gritted his teeth especially hard when he spat out the word ‘fair.’
“You can think of it that way!” Adept Laurent was still smiling without a care in the world, “At any rate, this duel has already been approved by two Association elders. You will have to agree with it even if you don’t. Otherwise, we, the Disciplinary Corps of the Association, will have the right to deal with the rebellious figures who refuse to abide by the Association’s rules!”
“Time, location?” Greem’s forced smile had almost broken into one of unrestraint fury.
“Three days from now, inside the public arena of this tower!” Laurent still had a shit-eating grin on his face, “Don’t worry, we will make sure to keep order. Nothing will be able to disrupt the order there!”
Greem no longer said anything. He turned back and poked with his finger. A red flame concentrated in his hand into a strange blade which quickly sliced through the wooden ropes binding Mary.
The ropes snapped where the blade went, and Mary regained her freedom.
“Three days from now; we will be there!”
Greem left the magical room after coldly leaving behind this sentence.