Pulled up by Russell, Roland stood on the shattered ice cap, lost in a silent daze, completely unable to comprehend the duel that had just taken place.
He, the Great Knight who had always been hailed as a genius since childhood, had actually been defeated by his good-for-nothing brother who had only been promoted to Great Knight for a year and a Phantom Beast Knight for less than half a year—and it was done in a devastating, irresistible manner.
"Big brother?" Russell waved his hand, somewhat puzzled, wondering if he had knocked Roland silly.
It took a while for Roland to come back to his senses and brush away Russell's waving hand.
Looking at the gentle and elegant Russell, it was hard to reconcile him with the forceful strike of thunderous fury he had unleashed just moments ago.
"I... I'm fine," Roland said, forcing a smile with difficulty.