The Elf Military Officers of the Royal Court stood frozen, their eyes trembling as they stared.
"To think he actually managed to defeat a Celestial God's Shadow..."
No one would look down on Duke Qinghui because of Westheid's current, battered state. The opponent he had faced was a Demon, after all—a being of pure Divinity! It wasn't that beings with Divinity couldn't be defeated, but ever since the Demons began to plague the Thousand Laws Royal Court, this was the very first one to be slain by a mortal's hand.
Besides, no matter how he looked, Westheid was the rightful victor. He was the one standing here now, head held high and chest out with pride!
"What's wrong? Did you think I couldn't pull it off?"
Westheid walked up to Amithren and the other Royal Court Elves and said with a light chuckle:
"You really looked down on me, didn't you? You were the ones who hired me, yet you didn't even place your hopes for victory on my shoulders?"
