‘He lost?’Everyone watched as Fred slowly walked down with an air of invincibility shrouding him, while Gustafson sobbed uncontrollably.If the warlords were on their knees offering their respect, then the group of trust-fund kids led by Rio and Sarah were in shock and terrified.Since they attended, they surely knew the extent their families had gone to support Gustafson becoming the God of War. The Hansens had promised them great rewards for doing so.Supporting the Hansens was more than just opposing Fred, for these families had put all their effort into slandering Fred and smearing his image in Somerland. It was all to reduce his influence.　So to see Gustafson, the God of War they were supporting, sobbing like a child while Fred descended upon them like an invincible god, it meant that everything their families did before was for naught.More importantly, they did not know how to face Fred anymore.“Run! We need to get off the mountain now! Fuck! We need to leave now!”Ri

“Are the results out?”In the Central Sanatorium office stood one of Somerland’s leaders, Abraham. The man had spent the entire day anxious and jittery. Arnold, commander of the Eastern Battlefields, stood before him. Despite his pale complexion, the commander’s expression was energetic.Despite Abraham’s solemn expression, his eyes betrayed his nervousness.　“Yes, Mr. Gray. The results are out,” Arnold saluted and said with a smile.Abraham immediately understood what this smile meant, and he felt the stuffiness lift from his chest. He slapped his thigh and laughed out loud. “I knew it! I knew it! Fred’s as powerful as one can be! He’d never lose!”“That’s right!” Arnold nodded with a small smile. “There's no better adjective for the Great One than ‘peerless’!”Then, Arnold turned to look at his deputy, Terrence.Terrence instantly recounted what happened, “The revered Great One emerged victorious after three moves.” ‘Three moves? Haha! That’s all he needed? Then again, I

Fred had thought about it? Did that mean…Windsor was confused, but when he saw what Fred was writing on the table, his expression turned into shock.“Gustafson?! What… Why?” Windsor’s mouth opened in shock as he looked at Fred with confusion.The Hansens were the reason behind Somerland’s current predicament, and as the Hansens' heir, Gustafson played a huge part.Despite his strength, Windsor had crossed Gustafson’s name off his mental list almost instantly.Compared to Windsor, Fred was much calmer. The man merely smiled. “I won't deny that Gustafson is talented. He's the strongest Somerman warlord I've had the fortune of meeting. While he lacks in battle spirit and experience, I believe he can carry out his duties as the God of War just fine.” “B-but…”Windsor was speechless listening to what Fred had to say. Exasperated, he asked, “Tell me what you’re thinking, Mr. Hoffman. Everything we’ve done, including the battle at Drako Nimbus Apls, was to put a stop to the Hansens’

As everything had already ended, Fred's trip to Capital City also came to an end. Hunter, who was specially invited by Fred for Windsor's sake, was naturally ready to depart and return to Sea City.　　However, on the way out, Hunter came in front of Fred, looking like he was about to say something.　　Seeing this, Fred instantly asked curiously, "Do you have something to say, Mr. Walls?"　　"Mr. Hoffman… I don't know if you still remember our conversation about Ancient Medicine some time ago?" Hunter opened his mouth after thinking about it.　Ancient Medicine?　　Fred nodded slightly and said, ''Of course, I do. I remember that you said that Ancient Medicine is very magical, and the efficacy of it is far beyond the explanation of science. There are even techniques of needling that one can use that have the ability to cure. It's nothing short of miracles."　　"Yes! That's it!"　　Hunter immediately nodded his head vigorously, then took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Hoffman, I know that

A white-haired old man also rose up defiantly and grunted. That little son of a bitch called Fred is just relying on the title of some bullshit revered Great One, acting so lawlessly and recklessly! Does he really think that no one can teach him a lesson? I don't believe it! If you all want to teach this little son of a bitch a lesson, count me in!"　　"He's a person who oversells his name and reputation! Relying on the strength that has been boasting, he disregards so many of our powerful families in Capital City. He's already courting death. Not to mention, he dared to make himself an enemy of the God of War, which is an even greater offense! This person's death is the only way to quell the anger of the entire Capital City!" Another person, following suit, rose up and grunted.　　With these three people taking the lead, the other family heads did not dare to lag behind.　　After all, nowadays, the matter of Gustafson becoming the God of War was already an established fact!　　The Gau