In a deep and meaningful way, Dustin shared. "I didn't think you knew so much. Honestly, you seem as
impressive as Caleb."
Dalen's deep knowledge of the Sacred Wyrm Summit set him apart from the ordinary.
Smiling humbly, Dalen responded, "You're giving me too much credit. I'm just someone who likes to
stay informed and gossip a bit. I don't possess any remarkable skills."
He added, "But if you're keen on entering the Combat Tournament, I'll do my best to support you in
winning."
"Mr. Shade, I appreciate the compliment, but entering the Combat Tournament is more about
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtexpanding my skills than winning. I can't imagine competing with legends, given my limited abilities,"
Dustin said nonchalantly.
Dalen smiled subtly. "Dustin, don't sell yourself short. I'm good at judging people."
He continued, "You have a strong presence and a unique way about you. Even from a distance, I feel a
sort of royal presence. I don't know your background, but trust me, you're not just ordinary."
"I didn't expect such confidence from you. It's flattering, but I come from humble beginnings and
possess modest abilities. I worry I might let you down," Dustin replied with a smile.
"Don't worry. Kirins aren't common creatures. When the moment arrives, you'll shine in tough
situations.
"Even if your name isn't big right now, I'm sure there will be a day when you rise to greater heights!"
Dalen assured Dustin with confidence, showing his faith in him.
Despite Dustin's calm exterior, he was actually quite confused.
He wondered, "What's up with this little boy toy? We just met, but it feels like we've known each other
for years. Could my cover be blown? That shouldn't be!
"I disguised myself before coming here. Even if someone I know saw me, they shouldn't recognize me.
I can't figure out where Dalen is getting all this confidence."
While chatting, a group of burly men suddenly burst into the tavern, causing a ruckus.
They were shirtless, showing off their muscular bodies, and each had a machete strapped to their
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwaist. They looked tough and not someone to mess with.
"Hey! Where did this beauty come from? He looks surprisingly handsome!"
"Come on, let me take a closer look!"
As the burly men entered, they were drawn to Dalen, who naturally possessed a captivating beauty.
Their faces lit up, and cheeky grins appeared like hungry wolves spotting a tasty treat.
The leader, a bearded-burly man, boldly lifted Dalen's chin. He couldn't help but be mesmerized by
Dalen's exquisite and flawless face.
"What a delicate beauty! I've lived for so many years and this is the first time I've seen a face so
tempting. Truly something else!" The bearded-burly man marveled.
The others joined in with teasing remarks, unable to resist their mischievous thoughts.
Seeing Dalen surrounded by these burly men, Dustin couldn't help but chuckle. Indeed, being
goodlooking wasn't always a blessing, especially when Dalen was a man.