Jasper's words left everyone feeling uneasy.

Their faces soured at his shameless behavior, an audacity they had never witnessed. Not only was he late, but he also exuded an arrogant, self-important demeanor, making it difficult to stomach.

"Abundant talent and resources? That's a laughable claim. What notable figures does Glorian even boast?" Willem scoffed, eyeing Jasper with disdain.

Jasper's face darkened at the remarks. "And who are you to question the strength of my nation?"

He went on, "Our nation's history is long, stretching back five thousand years. We were once a mighty superpower with a vibrant culture that still shines today.

"Over the years, we've given birth to many heroes. Even the Dragonmarsh was once under our rule, a testament to our strength."

Willem cut him off bluntly, "Your tall tales might impress your people, but they won't work on us.

"Everyone knows the truth about Glorian. Your so-called cultural heritage is nothing but borrowed. Even your prized spiced cole recipe is stolen from Dragonmarsh. What else can you possibly boast about?"

This remark elicited laughter from those present.

"stealing"—be it history, culture, or dignity, they seemed to take anything within

to claim the stolen goods as their own, even boldly promoting it for

passed, their past misdeeds came to the surface. It even

sparked Jasper's anger. "How dare you insult my country, you pale simian! I challenge you to a duel!"

voice carried a dark undertone, his crimson

allies. No need for violence over trivial matters!"

Bailey intervened to prevent the situation from escalating

notorious as Blood Devil Willem seemed

this isn't trivial. It's about

undermine the reputation of our nation. This pale

must

Jasper's strong words. "Mr. Jasper, do

less. He either apologizes or fights with me today. There's no

unbeatable in his nation. Even the ruler held him in high

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