The moment Butt spoke, the bustling tables throughout the Bole Beverage Shop fell silent.
"A hero template? With Butt's measly skills, he managed to get a hero template?"
"Did he ride the coattails of one of the top three big shots on the Prediction Ranking? But even those three probably only got hero templates themselves. Who would be generous enough to give Butt that much credit?"
Amid the chatter, Luther could barely conceal his envy. "Dumb luck..." he said coldly.
Butt lifted his chin and puffed out his chest, spittle flying as he spoke:
"Dumb luck? Luther, don't think I don't know you became a runaway slave right at the start. You probably found an opportunity with some noble and wanted to take a shortcut, huh? And what happened? You still ended up licking a noble's boots and riding a native expedition team's coattails through the second stage of the main quest!"
Back in the dormitories of the Crimson Blood Arena in IronRongcheng, a disturbance had broken out one night, and some slave gladiators had seized the chance to escape.
Only afterward had Butt learned that it was Luther's team that had escaped.
Luther's face turned livid. He had indeed escaped then, because a female member of his team had won the favor of a powerful noble. Using that noble's privileges, he had shed his runaway-slave status and even joined the noble's expedition team as an adventurer.
He had thought it would be a clear road to success. Once he joined the noble's expedition team, however, unless he had extraordinary strength that let him quickly distinguish himself, he could only follow the team and obey orders!
With his team's help, Luther had earned a merit that led the powerful noble to knight him. Only then had he gained minor-noble status