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.

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

was ironic was their push to claim the stolen goods as their own,

the surface. It even became the butt of jokes

pale simian!

game." Willem's voice carried a dark undertone,

this nonsense! We're allies. No need for

by Jasper's outburst, Bailey intervened to prevent the situation from escalating

of dueling with someone as notorious as

It's about my country's

shouldn't undermine the reputation of our nation. This pale

must be held

red wine in response to Jasper's strong words.

pale simian is, I couldn't care less. He either apologizes or fights with me today.

his nation. Even the ruler held him in high regard. With

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