Chapter 44: Arrival of the Dwarves

The bald man, who had just managed to catch his breath, turned beet red at Anton's words and glared at him furiously.

The lean man behind him now realized something was wrong. Their target was clearly much stronger than they had anticipated.

He could no longer afford to just watch the show. He swiftly drew his weapon, his figure flashing like a phantom to Anton's side, and thrust his blade straight for Anton's ribs.

Anton blocked with a backhand swing of his sword. After a few rounds of clashing, he quickly sized up his opponent's strength.

'Another mid-tier Silver.'

In all of Bishui Port, the Silver Tier was already considered the domain of experts.

The Flame Trade Association sending two Silver Tier Warriors to "invite" someone was already a high-level affair.

It was just a shame that the one they happened to run into was Anton.