Chapter 504: A Lack of a Head Start

Nnenna, sensing the growing storm, quickly shot Carl a pleading look, Stop. Please stop. Her eyes begged him to stop pushing Arthur’s buttons.

But before Carl could read her signals, Arthur cut in.

"Let’s begin," he said stiffly, like he was done trying to reason and had chosen to endure the circus.

Nnenna blinked, caught off guard by how quickly he changed direction. But when she saw him adjust his stance again, still that same casual pose like she posed no threat, she shook it off and moved to mirror him.

But of course, Carl wasn’t done.

"Wait, wait, wait." His voice rang out again, louder this time. "Begin what?"

Arthur didn’t answer.

Carl leaned forward, suspicion growing in his voice. "Don’t tell me... you want her to fight you?"

"Problem?" Arthur asked flatly, eyes still locked on Nnenna like Carl hadn’t just spoken. He didn’t expect an answer, didn’t care for one either. He was already waiting for Nnenna to make her move.

He knew what he was doing. He didn’t need validation. Not from Carl. Not from anyone.

But of course, Carl wasn’t done.

"Yes, actually. I do have a problem," Carl said, unfazed. He crossed one leg over the other and leaned back in his chair, every word dipped in sarcasm. "You’ve got, what? More than two decades of experience? And she’s only trained for a year. One year."

His voice was light, but the glare in his eyes was anything but.

"This fight isn’t fair!"

Tell me about it, Nnenna groaned inwardly, her eyes flicking from Carl to Arthur. Finally, someone said it out loud.

But no way was she voicing that. Not with Arthur standing right there like a mountain waiting to fall on her.

nod in agreement. Silent, but clear: He

The veins at his temple were

her,"

tone was clipped, controlled, but the

said, voice rising with disapproval. "I didn’t come here to watch a one sided beatdown, especially not when the

That was it.

Truly,

tolerate the two of them sitting there like they ran the

clueless,"

ground

They’re powerful. The best of their level.

a sharp look, daring

Trained since childhood. They’ve had

now, but his words

a princess, yes, but your parents," he

silence after that was

lowered, but

she has to face year threes who’ve had at least ten or twelve years of nonstop training. You

Somto spoke. They couldn’t. The truth was brutal,

I don’t push her now, she won’t be able to

trace of apology,

Somto both

guilt crossed his eyes. Arthur wasn’t just

A painfully good point.

taught the basics of martial arts from a young

had none

not ruin his own carefully laid plans. To not expose her or make

hadn’t been for Lady Rose, Nnenna would still be stuck grappling with year one

Arthur was right.

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