Oliver was stunned as he watched Auron walk toward Nolan. He had never imagined that the noble he was so eager to see was actually the same person he had fought yesterday.
"Haha… hahaha…" Oliver tried holding back his laughter but failed.
His mother quickly noticed his strange reaction.
"Why are you laughing, dear?" she asked curiously.
"N-No, it's nothing, Mum. I just remembered something funny from the past," Oliver replied as he finally managed to calm himself down.
'If I fight him one-on-one, I think I can win.' Oliver thought confidently.
'Last time, things only became troublesome because of that girl.'
His gaze shifted toward Aria, who was currently sitting gracefully on a luxurious chair while soldiers stood guard around her.
"Behold, everyone!" Emorim loudly announced.
"On this glorious day, Lord Auron Vas Labre, heir of the great House of Labre and future ruler of the County of Oaken, formally challenges the champion of Ashville Town!"
