Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 222 - 147: The Kind Father and Filial Son (2)_2

Chapter 222: Chapter 147: The Kind Father and Filial Son (2)_2

He wasn’t worried that the issue with the crown prince would affect his relationship with the Hero, for he knew well that he and his son were like fire and water.

Moreover, if the Hero really were on the verge of being killed by the crown prince, he could intervene in the nick of time to eliminate this son of his, perhaps even managing to curry some favor in the process.

As the Emperor, he had no need for messy emotions, prioritizing the interests of the Abshen Family above all else.

...

The following day.

The Duel Arena.

This Duel Arena had a very appealing name, the Knight’s Glory.

If a conflict arises between people? Don your battle armor, seize your weapon, and settle it here.

Of course, such events didn’t happen every day, and not every conflict required resolution in the Knight’s Glory, given the exorbitant cost to rent the space, so most of the time, it served as entertainment for the nobles and the wealthy.

Some robust men from the Civilian District, seeking the hefty appearance fee, would don their coarse attire and bring their rusty weapons to fight against ferocious wild beasts.

This tradition had continued for over a thousand years, with blood, killings, dismembered limbs, and piercing screams continually stimulating the nerves of nobles and the wealthy, and it had not been abandoned even after demons appeared. On the contrary, the owner had come up with a new game, capturing live demons so that dozens of civilians could battle them, with the vicious demons tearing apart one body after another, always inducing shrieks of frenzied excitement.

The whole building resembled the ancient Roman Duel Arenas, with a massive round space surrounded by numerous stone columns, majestic and magnificent. The arena was enclosed by metal railings, reinforced with High-level Magic by mages, so there was no fear of demons breaking out of their cages.

A bit further away was a vast array of stands, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of spectators.

Today, the owner was all smiles, as every seat in the Duel Arena was filled to the brim. Even after raising the ticket prices tenfold, they still sold out instantly; business hadn’t been this good in a long while.

There was no helping it. The duel between the crown prince and the Hero, one a member of the Royal Family still famed for his talents, and the other a Hero from a Different World, endowed with two Super Order Powers, was simply too captivating.

Although the two main characters had yet to enter, the Duel Arena was already packed to capacity.

Loud, bustling noise surged, and there were even large crowds jammed in the corridors and passageways. Shamelessly, the owner began selling standing room tickets—and at the full price no less.

The only thing that irked the owner was the Royal Family; the Earth Mother Goddess Sect and the Holy Court had taken many tickets, all of which for VIP seats, without paying a dime... He had cursed them in his heart for three days and nights.

In the VIP area, Wozworth, Saint Monica, Augustus, and Zimmerman sat right in the middle, with some Royal Members and important Church figures scattered behind them. Aside from Zimmerman, the Wise Mountain was only represented by Nadia.

Nadia had been in seclusion at Wise Mountain for the past few days, seemingly needing some time to cool off. But upon hearing that Qin Chu would duel with the crown prince today, she couldn’t help but break her retreat.

At the moment, Nadia’s brows were furrowed deeply, her face showing palpable worry.

Zimmerman cast a somewhat odd glance at his most outstanding disciple. For Nadia, who was always expressionless, such an expression was indeed a rarity.

She certainly wasn’t worried about the crown prince... Could it be that the Hero was about to pluck the cabbage he had tended with such care?

This made Zimmerman feel the unease of an old father... Though he understood that Nadia needed to connect with the world, or else her future would be quite lonely and bleak. The Hero’s talent was unquestionable, certainly a good choice... But still, it irked him.

"What do you think, who will win?" A lazy voice came from the Royal Members.

It was the third prince, Bernard Abshen.

His talent in Fighting Energy wasn’t outstanding, but among all the princes, he was definitely the most cunning and crafty. With the crown prince falling from grace, Bernard was promptly put to use, enjoying a period of high favor.

"The Hero will surely win," replied a seductive girl dressed in a purple gown, answering Bernard’s question.

Her slender legs peeked out from under the gown, her rounded toes in black high heels swinging playfully, accentuating the smooth arc of her arches.

The black lace stockings contrasted with her fair skin, creating an alluring visual.

Bernard sighed helplessly; this was his sister, Carol Abshen.

She had a very beautiful name... Well, she was quite beautiful too, but her demeanor was far from what was expected of Royal Members. She was even cockily crossing her legs... It was just too inelegant.

The Emperor had quite a headache about Carol, arranging several etiquette teachers for her, but without exception, each of these elegant teachers had been chased away by Carol with a whip.

Her personality was even more distorted. When a son from a Duke’s family earnestly professed his love for Carol, she produced a metal collar from nowhere, indicating that she didn’t need a boyfriend, but she would like to have an obedient, well-behaved pet...