Work Prophet
Chapter 518 - 136 Are you trying to fob off a country bumpkin?

Chapter 518: Chapter 136 Are you trying to fob off a country bumpkin?

As the results of this round’s drawing came out, Ireya couldn’t help but smile when she saw the opponent she was about to face.

Fairly speaking, Crow’s ability to fight his way here was not just due to luck; his own strength was certainly not weak, and he was quite brave, too.

Although he was not the eldest son and couldn’t inherit his family’s lands and title in the future, as a Squire Knight in the Royal Knight Order, his prospects were much brighter than the vast majority of the participants. He had no need to risk his life at the Duel Arena to prove himself.

Yet he had signed up, and, his wish granted, faced the Lady yet again, and this time it was an epic-enhanced Lady. Ireya, after acquiring the Molotov Cocktail, had made up for the last weakness she had.

No need to even throw smoke bombs when facing the Iron Barrel Flow anymore; she could just fight head-on.

Even tanks and armored vehicles couldn’t withstand such homemade incendiary bombs, let alone the knights’ little bits of iron scrap.

Miss Rabbit now fully felt the sense of security that comes with believing in Saturday, confident she could defeat any opponent.

She was conducting a final check on her weapons with the help of Ge Lipeng when she spotted a sneaky figure approaching them.

"Heh, so you know you can’t beat me and start thinking of tricks outside the ring, huh?" The Lady did not mince words, and with a cold laugh, she directly pulled out a Hand of Judgment, pointing it at the newcomer.

The man was startled and hurriedly began to explain, "Sir Ireya, I am a servant of Lord Brian."

"I knew it, that kid is definitely up to no good. Did he send you to assassinate me?"

"Of course not," the servant replied, turning pale. He had witnessed the Lady’s duels before and knew the terror of the device in her hand.

So many knights with superior martial arts had ultimately been defeated by that inconspicuous gadget; a commoner like him stood no chance of escaping.

Therefore, he did not dare play coy and honestly said, "Lord Brian sent me to propose a business deal to you."

He paused there, glancing at the people around the Lady, "Um... there are too many prying eyes here. Could we find a quieter place to talk?"

No sooner had he finished speaking did he find Miss Rabbit looking at him as if she were sizing up an idiot, "Do you think I’m a fool, wanting to find a quiet place so you can make your move on me?"

The servant was taken aback, "You are a Dragon Slayer Knight, and a hot favorite for the Champion title. Even if I harbored ill intentions, I would not have the strength to act on them."

"Hmm, you do have a point," the Lady realized, as she had just become unbeatable, no longer the fragile girl in need of protection.

However, she had no intention of going with this man to discuss any business deals, as there was no need; she was already confident of winning the upcoming duels.

She would compete normally when the time came, so Ireya said to the man, "You may leave. Go back and tell Crow, if he doesn’t want a broken leg, he better concede early."

The servant hadn’t expected the Lady to have no intention of negotiation at all. Remembering Crow’s orders, he couldn’t care less and blurted out, "Lord Brian is willing to pay you a thousand Gold Lions."

At the mention of making money, Miss Rabbit finally showed some interest, but at the amount, she couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

"Just a thousand Gold Lions to buy my loss to him? Does Crow take me for some country bumpkin who’s never seen the world?"

"Lord Brian does not want to bribe you to lose to him," the servant hastily explained again, "Your martial arts are unparalleled, and Lord Brian knows he is no match for you. Of course, you will still be the final victor of the duel."

Lady Ireya was confused, "What does that mean, is Crow so rich he has nowhere to spend his money? Doesn’t he know that even without paying me I would still defeat him?"

However, after saying that, Miss Rabbit also thought of something. Being a noble herself, she could certainly sense Crow’s predicament.

"That guy, is he willing to pay this money to make his loss look a bit more graceful?" Ireya pondered, stroking her chin.

The servant nodded, "Also, Lord Brian does not want to sustain injuries that can’t be healed."

"Ha, but will I... really like to finish the fight quickly?" The lady almost slipped and revealed her secret that she only had one formidable move.

The servant seemed a bit embarrassed, and after a moment said, "The kind of thunder you summoned when fighting Hercules, you can defeat Lord Brian using that method."

Lady Ireya thought this suggestion was quite good and would not delay her winning the duel. As long as she held back a bit in the middle, she could make an easy thousand gold lions, no, more than a thousand gold lions.

The young nobles in the Royal Capital really didn’t know how to do business. Miss Rabbit was confident she could extract at least two thousand, or even three thousand gold lions from Crow.

Just as she was about to agree, she felt someone tugging at her clothes from behind.

Miss Rabbit turned around and saw Ruby. Except for cooking the radish soup on the first day that the impulsive Lady never drank, Ruby had been by Ireya’s side since then.

Watching her slaughter her way through the Duel Arena, shielding her from the sun with an umbrella, silently cleaning the dust and enemies’ blood from her clothes, she had rarely spoken.

However, Ireya didn’t really treat Ruby as just a maid. After all, Ruby had previously exposed Hirodod’s poisoning plot and saved her. The lady held Ruby in high regard, so she said to the man, "Wait a moment, let me think about it."

Lady Ireya then pulled Ruby aside, "Charlene, did you notice something? Speak your mind, boldly."

Miss Rabbit encouraged, "I asked you to be my advisor before; although you didn’t agree, in my heart you’ve always been my advisor, my friend."

Ruby nodded, "Just some speculation. Do you remember Golden Fly?"

"Of course, that fellow was quite annoying." Lady Ireya had a deep impression of the troublesome and slippery mercenary; their battle had taken a lot of her time.

"He once hinted that you could pay him a sum of money to ensure your victory in the duel."

"What, are you suggesting there’s some kind of connection between Lord Brian and Golden Fly?" Miss Rabbit frowned, "But one wanted to extort money from me, while the other wants to give me money, they seem quite different."

"But they have one thing in common," Ruby analyzed, "They want to influence the process or outcome of the duel through money. The rules of the Duel Tournament surely have a clear prohibition against such behavior."

Miss Rabbit had been blinded by the prospect of money, but she was not foolish. Reminded by Ruby, a cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Someone is trying to scheme against me?! Using such means to strip me of my qualification to continue in the Duel Tournament."