Philos's sister-in-law glanced over, then quickly looked away, as though she found it embarrassing and wanted nothing to do with them.
Black Pearl, however, seemed to enjoy it. She raised her chin and said haughtily to the Champion Rat, "Choose how you want to die."
"I want—"
"You don't get to want anything."
Black Pearl did not even reveal her true form. One Dragon Language Magic spell scattered the Champion Rat into pieces.
In the nobles' section, a Greyfur Rat looked grim. That Champion Rat had been one of his guards, a Champion Rat Captain thought to have a shot at becoming Legion Commander, yet the Black Dragon had killed him with ease.
He found the shrieking Succubi even more irritating.
"Wow! The Black Dragon is amazing!"
"The greatest of Black Dragons! The finest of females!"
"Black Dragon, Black Dragon, you're the strongest! Black Dragon, Black Dragon, you're the best!"
As the Succubus cheer squad chanted, a shrill voice rang out at the worst possible moment. "I love the Rat King! I love the Rat King!"
The Succubi swarmed over, dragged off the Ratfolk shouting the slogan, and beat him senseless.
"So this is what you went out to do?" Beludona looked away from the arena.
"What do you think?"
Annan gazed proudly into the arena and met Black Pearl's eyes from afar. She nodded to him, clearly pleased with his arrangements.
He had gone back to the tavern to recruit a Succubus cheer squad. He had also spread the claim that "Black Pearl topped the rankings with a kill rate of 16,533 percent in her debut," all to build up her reputation and rake in another fortune.
Making Black Pearl happy was a side benefit.
Beludona understood, yet she still did not quite understand. "If you're trying to win