Chapter 1345: Winner
While the stands below were ablaze with uproar and murmurs, the crowd behaved as though they were witnessing the theatrical climax of the millennium—and who could blame them? It was a once-in-a-lifetime moment. They rarely saw lords of such terrifying renown standing on the same battlefield, much less clashing with threats and history-bending revelations like this!
"...."
Up above, the Cloud Dwellers stood in silent vigilance, the air around them thick with tension. Every faction, every guest from a distant system, now understood that what was happening here would ripple far beyond a simple auction. Even the General Dearth had turned his gaze toward Robin, his eyelid-less eyes Shined, every muscle coiled, watching—waiting.
Human had openly insulted Lord Hedrick’s sister with cutting words, and what’s more, his tone carried no subtlety—it was a blatant challenge. That alone should have signed his death sentence. After all, Hedrick was a man who had once erased entire civilizations over minor slights, over disrespect whispered behind closed doors. And now? Robin had confronted him face-to-face, in front of all the cosmos’ eyes.
Worse yet, Hedrick had responded with an unveiled threat of his own—declaring he knew Human’s true identity. The very Human who had revolutionized the Mid-Belt in less than a century, distributing world-shifting techniques like candy, changing the power balance across multiple empires. Hedrick himself had called him a candidate for the next Great Truth-Chosen!
"...!?"
Even Lord Zarion, whose laughter had moments ago rung like madness across the clouds, froze mid-chuckle. His eyes narrowed. His smile faltered. When he heard the depth of the feud between Destra and Human, even he—who thrived on chaos—chose silence.
Human did something to Helen?
The youngest daughter of the Destra family?!
Even Zarion wouldn’t dare cross that line—there were some taboos even madness wouldn’t touch.
"Astounding."