Chapter 40
A place where one could seize immense wealth.
The Panopticon—a stage for duels where notoriety from the outside world transformed into prestige.
The gladiators, who were obsessed with the title of champion, had no choice but to fall silent at this very moment.
“W-what? That guy.”
“How many meters did he just jump?”
“Isn’t he the one who made Heraus kill himself earlier?”
“No, more importantly, what kind of madman jumps right into the middle of Nobile Leone and Jack?”
Shock, admiration, and even fear.
The gladiators stared at Khal with a mixture of emotions in their eyes.
Khal glared back at them with his crimson eyes and spoke.
“If you don’t come out, I’ll consider you all to have forfeited.”
“…….”
At Khal’s bold display of momentum, the gladiators swallowed hard.
“It seems there are none, so you all lose by forfeit. Any objections?”
Khal looked past the broken glass window at Marchioness Mamiant, who was watching him.
Marchioness Mamiant, who still wore a dazed expression, suddenly burst into a smirk.
“Hohoho, very well. If you defeat Jack, you are the champion of this Panopticon.”
As soon as the Marchioness made her declaration….
“Waaaaaaaah!!!”
The audience erupted in cheers once again.
“Graaaaaaaah!!”
In response to the cheers, Jack heaved his massive body upward and let out a monstrous roar.
A red glow emanated from within Jack’s iron mask.
Flash!
The moment he recognized Khal as an enemy, he swung his axe with nimble speed.
‘He’s fast?!’
Of course, Khal did not miss the movement and drew his gladius.
