At the edge of the arena, Velin stared blankly at the Nature Warlock. The fruit in his hand rolled to the ground before he even noticed.
It was not the size of the domain the other party had created that astonished him, but the beauty of his appearance.
"This is a man."
Muttering to himself, Velin forcibly snapped out of it. He picked up the fallen fruit, used a cleaning spell to remove the dust, and continued eating.
"Stoya, have you ever considered reversing this little fellow's gender?" Duke Moravia watched the scene in the arena with great interest and made the suggestion.
Hearing this, Duke Leitend seized the chance to stir things up. "I know of a Breeding Cult stronghold. If you want it, I can tell you where it is."
"He really is devastatingly beautiful. In the eyes of certain nobles, he would count as an unmatched beauty." Duke Mulstan voiced his inner thoughts, taking the chance to disgust the old fellow.
Duke Stoya's expression did not change in the slightest at their words.
He had already considered this possibility when he brought Calebros here.
Being mocked now was only to be expected.
Looking at it from another angle, compared with the people brought by the other dukes, his youngest son undoubtedly had a greater chance of reaching Legend.
Therefore, aside from Duke Moravia, that old fellow who was simply mocking him, the others were merely jealous.
Thinking this way, Duke Stoya felt much better.
On the arena, the battle between the Ice Warriors and Calebros officially began.
At every moment, Vine Giants were created, but Vine Giants were also shattered by the Ice Warriors' blades.
At the left edge, the gradually awakening group forced themselves upright. Looking at the battle that had yet to end, their faces