Francis stood tall and proud in the fighting ring, dressed in silver chainmail and holding a silver sword. With his long, slender figure and handsome features, even the reincarnations of Pan
The moment he went up into the ring, innumerable wealthy young ladies became starry-eyed with infatuation and almost started drooling.
"Wow! He's so handsome…"
"He's so good-looking!"
"That guy has really been blessed with a great face!"
Even Flit the 66th and the others in the private room couldn't help marveling at how dashing Francis was.
Power was certainly revered in Heaven's Vault Continent, but vanity was human nature. No matter where one went, good-looking people would always be at an advantage.
