Willem was nothing but a bloodthirsty maniac.

"What's the matter? Lost your nerve?" Willem taunted, his voice dripping with mockery.

He added, "I thought Glorian folks were tough. Weren't you the ones who wanted to bully others? Weren't you just boasting about taking me down? Come on, get back on your feet and face me!"

"I... I won't fight anymore." Jasper shook his head vigorously.

He continued, "It was my mistake. I offended you, and I'm sorry. Please, find it in your heart to forgive me." With a gesture of submission, he dropped to his knees.

"Your apology means nothing now. You're worthless, even if you manage to survive," Willem jeered, edging closer with his nails bared and a menacing glint in his eyes.

"Mr. Bailey! Help me, please!" Jasper cried out, desperation evident in his voice and sweat trickling down his face. He knew pleading was futile, but Bailey was his only hope in a crowd of strangers.

repeatedly warned you, but you chose to ignore my advice. You even

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tried to intervene when Jasper confronted Willem, but Jasper remained obstinate, worsening the situation further. Ultimately, Jasper brought the consequences

I admit my mistake! I deeply regret it! I promise not to

I'll comply with your demands. The hundred thousand troops under my

gain nothing!" Jasper argued hastily, trying to sway

the course of events. Your troops

a shout. "Are

and scanned the crowd. "What do you think? Any pleas for

filled the

figures representing different nations exchanged glances and chose not to

apology for his lateness might have been excusable. However, his subsequent behavior, steeped in arrogance and

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