After the duel, the emperor called out a high-ranking magician with a high-level healing ability.
"What is this? This is horrible. So many broken bones."
The healer commented with a frown before he began chanting a high-level healing spell.
Jura didn't know who was talking. He could not feel his body. It seemed like all the bones in his body shattered into pieces.
Embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing, he thought repeatedly. Whereas the pupils on his widened eyes were trembling uncontrollably. He was staring in front of him but his focus wasn't there. His mind flew away.
His body was bathed in blood, gushing from his mouth and nose.
"Jura! Jura! Tsk! That bastard!" One of Jura's friends called him and then gnashed his teeth. However, Jura wasn't concerned about his surroundings at the moment. His only concern was the embarrassment that he felt. He lost in a duel against a newly awakened person. And that person was the despicable man.
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