Over the past few days, this duel had drawn the attention of many people.
The reason was what that noble had said before—that the people of the lower district suffered so badly entirely because they did not work hard enough and lacked morality.
With that single statement, he had completely covered up the nobles' own problems.
Now, everyone had seen that noble's performance over the past few days.
He had originally been considered a promising young man among the nobles.
Yet after entering the lower district as an ordinary person, he had performed so terribly.
If he had not surrendered in time, he might have been sold as a Little White Pig for others to abuse.
That was right. The person the noble had planned to attack was part of a certain noble family's illicit business.
Some nobles favored men, so he specifically selected "pets" for them.
That was right. Those selected would undergo certain modifications and then completely lose their status as human beings.
They might still look like men, but when those powerful people played with such pets, they would feel no guilt whatsoever.
Just as humans would not feel guilty after smacking a stuffed toy a couple of times.
In that sense, the purpose of this wager was to shatter the nobles' sense of superiority born from their bloodlines.
It was as if Shepherd were pointing at their noses and saying, "You bastards aren't anything special yourselves!"
Such abuse left them humiliated and furious, trampling bit by bit upon the dignity of the nobility.
As for that nobleman from before, once he had been rescued, everyone had already forgotten about him.
What awaited him next would be some rather undignified matters.
Because he had chosen an undignified path, and more importantly, he had failed to succeed through