Brunhilde planted her hands on her hips. "Lord Yu, the malice in that remark is pretty obvious. Count Tattie is one of the Knight Commanders and the Imperial Guard's chief martial arts instructor. Strictly speaking, everyone here is his student."
"Mm. I've heard of a teacher like that. When Emperor Yvenya first entered the Celestial Domain, she killed the Starrealm Knights' commander of the time, Drekalo, in single combat. He was her teacher, too, wasn't he?"
"Your malice is getting more and more blatant!" King Suluca shook her head with a smile. "Lord Yu, this is the kind of snide sarcasm I dislike most. If anyone else said that, I'd probably have his tongue pulled out, roasted, and then make him swallow it."
"I guessed as much. And compared with most members of the Dawn royal family, you're practically kindhearted." Yu Lian nodded. "I heard King Beduo would toss prisoners of war into the wilderness and make them play survival games alongside the beasts. Then he'd treat them as prey to be hunted?"
"That's not true. Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe that kind of rumor, would they? King Beduo is obsessed with art support. He doesn't like hunting." Brunhilde shook her head.
"I also heard King Tamil buys slaves, kidnaps gangsters and mercenaries, gathers them all together to play underground gladiatorial death games, and sells tickets to the bigwigs while taking bets?"
"That rumor is even more far-fetched. What you're describing is just a knockoff version of the God of War Festival. Even if they didn't tone it down for the broadcast and showed brains getting bashed out, it still couldn't be as exciting as the God of War Festival. How many people would watch? Besides, Lord Yu, don't you know the betting on the God of War Festival