章 585: Wrong wound

"And what do we have? Two wounds on one side and two wounds on the other. First Order and First Order. Now, there are Artifact and Artifact. Those two aren't going to reveal the winner ahead of time, are they?"

Zarot crossed his arms over his chest, staring intently at the two fighters. Deep inside he felt annoyed that he did not influence anything, but the others were in the same position.

Among the many, Nirosh was the only one who looked at Osana every so often, his palm on his face, fingers spread wide.

"He will win... Fromund will win and you will return to me. If he doesn't, then... I will surely find a way to make him regret it..." Nirosh muttered.

After a few seconds, he stopped glaring at Osana who was closely watching the development of the fight, and looked at Elva, Liv, and Tilda.

'Yeah, if I lose my treasure because of him, then he should face the same fate.'

Tap.