No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Did Jack not care?

Did they just not understand the actions of those that were powerful?

Marth took a deep breath as he glanced at Lourain. Even though he hated the other party, Lourain was the only one he could talk to at that moment. After all, no one else knew of what happened between the three of them.

Marth lowered his voice and whispered, "Does Jack not care about offending the Star Continent? I feel like even the likes of Seymour Flint wouldn't dare say something like this. It's trampling all over Star Continent's dignity. His words are a declaration of war on them."

"The warriors from the Star Continent will always trouble Jack. They might not be able to kill him, but they will be an obstacle. I refuse to believe he hasn't thought about that, so why is he doing this?"

could not figure it out. If he was Jack, he would not

took a deep breath, looking at Jack before whispering back, "How would I know? No matter what, it must feel good acting like

incredibly reluctant. He was like everyone else; he felt that the Star Continent was too tyrannical as though everyone else

them to, and they

were forced to comply.

the level of the black-robed man, let alone Jack. They felt a deep sense of misery at

hoarse, and he looked like a demon that crawled out

of your actions soon enough. You'd be lucky enough to have the chance to beg for mercy. I'll have someone cut you apart, and you'll witness

keep you alive. You'll always be on the verge of death as you slowly witness yourself