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Chapter 167 - 167 Predator

Chapter 167: Predator Chapter 167: Predator Asher’s jaw was set, his grip on the reins tight.

His earlier boasting still echoed in the minds of the audience.

“Let’s see if his words were just air,” a prince from a minor kingdom muttered.

“He talked so big… If he loses now, it’ll be so humiliating,” a noblewoman whispered.

From the royal seating area, King Ikechukwu of Lionara leaned back in his throne, watching with a calm expression.

Beside him, Queen Chioma’s lips curled into an amused smile.

“Somto’s already won,” she murmured.

“He just hasn’t bothered to show it yet.” Ebere sat with her arms crossed, shaking her head.

“Prince Asher never learns, does he?

He should’ve just kept quiet.” Nnenna, ever observant, simply watched the scene unfold with sharp eyes.

She did not comment.

Carl and Arthur, standing side by side, exchanged looks.

Carl smirked.

“Well, this is going to be a one sided beating.” Arthur remained silent but nodded.

The signal was given.

The race began.

Asher lunged forward aggressively, urging his horse into a powerful start.

The Gigangum supporters cheered loudly, their excitement overwhelming.

Somto, on the other hand, did not rush.

He let Asher run ahead.

Whispers spread through the crowd.

“Is he… holding back?” “Why isn’t Somto speeding up?” Prince Asher grinned, believing he had already gained an advantage.

He leaned forward, pushing his horse harder.

“Look at that!

Somto’s behind!” one of the Gigangum royals exclaimed.

“I told you, Asher’s different now!” another shouted.

But in the royal seats, Queen Chioma only laughed softly.

“Just wait,” she whispered.

And then… it happened.

Somto moved.

With one precise shift of his reins, his horse exploded forward.

It was effortless.

It was devastating.

The gap between them vanished instantly.

Asher barely had time to react before Somto shot past him.

Gasps filled the air.

“What?!” “How did he—?” “No way!

Look at that speed!” Prince Asher’s confidence shattered.

“No!

I won’t let him win!” he screamed.

Desperation overtook him.

He forced his horse past its limit, but Somto was already too far ahead.

The realization hit him like a punch to the gut.

“I’m losing.

I can’t lose.

I can’t—” Then he did something unforgivable.

As Somto neared the finish line, Asher veered sharply to the side, aiming to cut him off.

His intention was clear.

“He’s trying to cheat!” “Unbelievable!

The disgrace!” Even his own kingdom gasped in horror.

But Somto?

He didn’t flinch.

With a sharp command, his horse reacted instantly, avoiding the sabotage with effortless grace.

And then, with a breathtaking final push, Somto crossed the finish line.

By an unimaginable gap.

It wasn’t just a loss for Asher.

It was utter humiliation.

Silence fell over the stadium.

Then, thunderous cheers.

“Prince Somto has won!” Asher, panting, his horse stumbling from overexertion, could do nothing but stare at the dust left in Somto’s wake.

In the royal seats, King Ikechukwu smiled faintly.

“As expected.” Queen Chioma sighed, shaking her head.

“I almost feel bad for Asher.

Almost.” Carl was amused.

“He really thought he had a chance?” Ebere scoffed.

“What an idiot.” Prince Asher, still in shock, heard something that made his blood boil.

A voice from Gigangum’s royal section sneered, filled with disgust.

“How shameful… He lost to Somto AND he cheated?” “Is he really our first prince?” His own people had turned on him.

Somto, meanwhile, had already dismounted.

He walked past Asher without even looking at him.

The ultimate insult.

Ebere smirked.

“Looks like your big words meant nothing, Asher.” As the dust from the previous match settled, all eyes turned to the next competitors.

Second Prince Minjun of Dixan.

Prince Ankhbayar of Roxurun.

Unlike the previous match, this one was expected to be a true test of skill.

Roxurun bred the finest horses, and Prince Ankhbayar was a rider of unmatched technique.

Strength, speed, and precision, everyone believed his victory was inevitable.

“There’s no way he’ll lose,” a noble from Roxurun stated confidently.

“It’s Roxurun,” another agreed.

“They don’t lose when it comes to horses.” Meanwhile, Minjun sat quietly on his horse, his usual serene smile never faltering.

He made no boasts, no dramatic displays.

Cold.

Calculated.

Dangerous.

Carl folded his arms, watching with narrowed eyes.

“Minjun… He’s too calm.

That’s never a good thing.” Arthur, standing beside him, didn’t reply, but his sharp gaze showed he had the same thought.

Even Ebere and Nnenna, who rarely agreed on anything, shared a look of quiet unease.

“He’s hiding something.” Nnenna murmured.

Ebere nodded then said sarcastically.

“Of course he is.

That’s what makes him so dangerous.” Then she looked away as if unwilling to say one more word to Nnenna, it felt abnormal to her.

The signal was given.

The race began.

Ankhbayar shot forward like an arrow.

His horse, a brilliant golden stallion, the pride of Roxurun, raced ahead, hooves pounding against the earth like thunder.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

“Yes!

Look at that!

Minjun doesn’t stand a chance!” “Ankhbayar is unmatched!

This will be over soon!” But Minjun?

He didn’t panic.

He didn’t speed up.

Instead, he adjusted his grip on the reins and kept his pace steady, trailing just behind Ankhbayar.

Watching.

Waiting.

“He’s not trying to win?

What’s he doing?” a prince from another kingdom whispered.

Queen Chioma tilted her head, intrigued.

“He’s not racing.

He’s hunting.” she mused.

King Ikechukwu let out a small chuckle.

“That boy is dangerous.” Prince Ankhbayar, unaware of the silent game Minjun was playing, pushed harder.

His horse ran faster, its powerful strides widening the gap.

“Roxurun dominates again!” the Roxurun king said proudly, but something in his voice hesitated.

Then, it happened.

Just as they neared the final stretch, Minjun moved.

With a deceptive ease, he suddenly surged forward, his horse speeding up at an unnatural pace.

“What—?!” “Where did that speed come from?!” Ankhbayar’s eyes widened in shock.

He hadn’t expected this, hadn’t prepared for it.

His moment of surprise made him falter.

Minjun’s horse slipped past him like a shadow in the night.

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