The men looked at Helix, who was standing with a calm demeanor.
He was in a new position as he casually moved around to avoid the battle.
However, he looked the same in all regards.
"You were insulted? Of what?" Saul gave the men a murderous gaze.
He waited for the men to speak.
They started stuttering in shock, aside from the man knocked out by Saul's kick.
"Well? There are 500 of you clowns.
Why are you all insulted? You have five seconds to start answering before I start breaking bones as I promised."
"I-I… Uh… It's T-Tyrene, this boy isn't Alzerian, h-he's not w-worthy of her l-legacy." One of the men cried.
"Hoh? Are you saying that General Tyrene isn't competent in who she hands her legacy to?" Saul asked mockingly.
"T-That's not what he's sayin'! He's sayin' that we're trying to respect her legacy."
Saul turned to the original man with disdain in his eyes.
