章 142: The Challenger's Pride

As Apollyon trotted to the barricade's edges of the battle arena, the military general, who acted as the official umpire of the sword duel, took the center field and bellowed, "Duellists. Take your places."

As Cederic introduced the Feline King to the audience, three of his men-at-arms from the Feline King's envoy entered the battle of the arena all of a sudden.

They covered the Feline King in plates of armor so bright they seemed to reflect the fires of the forge that had molded them.

Luna arched an eyebrow as she scanned him from head to toe.

It was peculiar to see that Panterra could be armored in full flamboyance despite him going to war with the Vampire King vis-a-vis.

Luna narrowed her eyes at King Panterra. 

Was Panterra's pretty armor a hidden insult for them to decode—that he was wearing them since he wouldn't think her husband could do no damage to his steel plate, anyway? 

The Feline King was full of himself.