"Sigh, here come a few more young people who don't know their limits, especially that kid named Charles. He must be from one of those big families, and he's being secretly protected by a Level 7 Beast Master."
Drake stood above the canyon, watching the events unfold below him.
He took out a bottle of vodka with a hint of boredom, downing it in one go. Then, feeling quite satisfied, he let out a belch and muttered to himself again:
"A Level 3 Beast Master defeating a Level 5 Beast Master, mastering self-created combat techniques, and completing the Reaper's Scythe challenge? How is that even possible?"
At that moment, Drake's ears perked up slightly as he heard someone say:
"Not only that, I remember Charles is also a high-level blacksmith and a high-level alchemist!"
Upon hearing this in the canyon, Drake's disdain became even more apparent.
