บท 145: Wager

Duke Coven, who had been trying to stop the quarrel between Jordan and Arias, could only massage his temple with a feeling of hopelessness. It was just a small verbal clash in the beginning. But now, everything had gotten out of hand and they were betting precious items. That beastcore Arias was holding had to be at least eight to ten million Crystal Coins. The duke had no idea now what kind of item Jordan was going to wager. A part of him felt bad that they were fighting, but another part was also excited to see who would win between the young man dubbed ‘the Little Devil of Bernier City’ and the discipline master of Porius Magic School.