Sigurd left the banquet hall, his face burning with shame and anger. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.
First, he was embarrassingly defeated by Seraphine Netherfrost, and then he was forced to hand over a large sum of gold coins even though money is just a number to him.
The humiliation and anger he experienced that night surpassed anything he had ever felt before.
As for the black sword, he didn't dare to ask for it back. How could he approach a Tier 9 Forbidden Knight and request the return of his sword? Even if his father were to intervene, it would be futile.
All the guests watched as Felix extorted a significant amount of money from Sigurd. While two million gold coins may not have been a huge sum to them, they all knew that the damages caused did not warrant such a payment.
However, it was none of their concern. In fact, they seemed to enjoy watching Sigurd's humiliation.
