"Nathan, you lost..."
Hearing those words, Nathan froze.
"Lost...? I lost?" he repeated, staring blankly ahead.
As soon as the words left his mouth, fragments of the match came rushing back. A sharp pain shot through his head, but it faded almost immediately.
And with it, everything came back to him.
He had been completely defeated by Evalyn.
"Yeah, you lost."
Ereina sighed wearily and massaged her temple.
"But that's okay. What matters is that you're alright. Don't think about it too much."
Even so, Ereina was far from calm. It wasn't only because she had watched her son suffer serious injuries, but also because the loss had cost her a staggering amount of money.
Moments earlier, she had received a report that an unknown man had wagered one hundred million Sharn on Evalyn's victory—and won.
As a result, the Red Rose Trading House was forced to pay him three hundred million Sharn.
