When Josh said this, General Fred couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“I thought you were as boring as those old foxes, but it seems that I was wrong! Josh Arnold, I’ll buy you a drink sometime!”
The country of steel had a long tradition of dueling. The gladiatorial competition was an annual event in their country, so the old general was naturally addicted to it.
Joshua’s words completely hit the point that General Fred was most interested in.
“What’s the content of the competition? Horse racing? Or a duel?”
The fox-like man was ready to face the battle. His tone was filled with a feeling that he was sure to win.
“Give up, Old Fox. No matter which match it is, you won’t be able to win against us.”
General Fred tapped his chest with his hand. This was a habit he had accumulated from years of fighting. When he was wearing a full set of armor, this action was similar to a roar to boost morale before a battle.
