Chapitre 188: Inheritence

"Hup!" He sprinted over towards one of the tables with a free spot. Each table was wooden, filled with several platters that had mountains of hot dogs on them. Long wooden benches could be seen on either side, taking up space.

"15 seconds!" As the judges counted down, Dorian glanced at the contestant sitting next to him.

It was the real Inigo Montoya.

"Uh, hello. I'm Dorian." He stuttered out, staring at the man. He had never expected to meet the character in real life and had no idea what to say.

The man glanced at him.

"My name is Inigo Montoya." The man's voice was smooth and confident, carrying a rich Spanish accent that made his words unmistakable. After he spoke, he turned to look at the hot dogs, his eyes blazing with passion.

"I have no idea how I came to be here… but hot dogs, I know you are my enemy. I will defeat you." Inigo's body language made his words seem grand,

"Prepare to die."

"10 seconds!"