Chapter 42: A Spar? Sure.

Daxton Mabbett pushed himself upright with his sword. "So those demonic beasts… you were the one who lured them in." "Correct!" Jimmy Gilholm's eyes brimmed with venom. "My military post got wiped out. The military supply shop got shut down. Ten years of pay, gone! I was so furious I broke through to the Blood-Nourishing Peak Stage, all thanks to you! So tell me, how do you think I should thank you?" "Three loud kowtows will do," Daxton said. "You sharp-tongued little bastard!" Jimmy's face...