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At a certain dueling arena.

Diavel knelt on the ground, clenching his fists in unwillingness.

He simply could not accept such a crushing defeat.

The raiding party was his life's work, something he had founded with his own hands. How could he possibly hand it over to someone else?

Heathcliff understood this well and made a concession.

"How about this? You can be my second-in-command—the vice commander. The highest-ranking position aside from me."

Diavel stood there in a daze before forcing a bitter smile. "I suppose this is the only way."

Heathcliff extended his right hand and pulled Diavel up from the ground.

At first, the members of the raiding party did not approve of Heathcliff.

After all, their former leader, Diavel, had treated them well.

Now, some new boss had suddenly appeared and wanted to command them. Who could accept that?

The raiding party members were all somewhat unconvinced by their new leader.

Heathcliff did not indulge them. He raised his holy shield and holy sword.

"Those of you who aren't convinced can keep coming at me. I can challenge you one by one until I beat you into submission. Or you can come at me together."

The raiding party members looked at one another and nodded, as though they had reached some sort of agreement. Then they all charged forward in one rush.

The other side had said they could come at him together, so they would not stand on ceremony.

Martial virtue?

What was martial virtue worth?

Heathcliff smiled pleasantly. "That's more like it~"

Though his smile was kind, his eyes were filled with disdain.

[These pieces of trash are nowhere near Akasaka.]

Heathcliff held Prime Minister Akasaka in very high regard.

If Japan's prime minister could take on their entire raiding party alone, then he, Heathcliff—Kayaba