"Duel? You mean actual combat right?" Ning asked.
"Of course. Why? Are you scared?" Bradley asked.
"Sure," Ning said. "But what's the point of this duel? You trying to show that you can beat me only?"
"Of course we will have a bet on it," Bradley said with a hint of confusion on his face. He couldn't understand why this weak guy was so willing to fight him.
Ning's eyes brightened when he heard that. "Alright, let's have a good bet. What's at stake for me?" Ning asked.
"If… If you lose, you will never meet with sister Ely again," Bradley said.
'Damn, why are people so p0ssesive in the Central Continent. First Gonez now him,' he thought.
"Oh, and my thoughts don't count here?" Eleonora looked angrily at Bradley. "Am I a tool you can decide if someone uses or not?"
"N-No, of course not Sister Ely. I was just trying to keep this good for nothing away from you. What do you even see in him in the first place?"
