As David raged and threw a tantrum, Dante put away his sword with an embarrassed expression. Only after the knight stepped back did the young man with the good-natured impression come back into David’s sight.
“So, you. What did you say just now?”
A guy who didn’t know his place and made the situation worse.
David’s gaze towards Milo was not kind. If it weren’t for the eyes around him, he would have grabbed him by the collar and thrown him in jail for insulting nobility.
Whether he knew his mind or not, Milo smiled slyly and flattered him.
“Wow…! You subdued the knight so quickly! You’re so manly! You’re awesome, young master!”
“Hmph, it’s nothing.”
“This is great. The game I was going to introduce you to is perfect for someone like you. Unlike places where you just touch cards like a girl, it’s intense and hot. It’s truly a game for real men. Would you like to take a look?”
David’s ears perked up at the aggressive sales pitch. A game for real men. Wasn’t that a perfect fit for him?
“Alright. Lead the way.”
“Young master! Please reconsider, it might be dangerous…!”
“Sir Dante Miller. If you interrupt me one more time, you won’t be able to use the title of ‘Sir’ again.”
David, who had no right to strip him of his knighthood, threatened savagely as if he were the emperor, and Dante finally shut his mouth. He barely suppressed the desire to slam the puny guy to the ground.
Soon, Milo grinned and led David into a secluded alley.
As they went deeper into the alley, David felt a chill and was inwardly frightened, but he couldn’t show it because he had already spoken.
Dante followed behind without saying anything, whether the dark alley looked dangerous or not.
“It’s right over there!”
Just as David’s patience was almost exhausted, Milo pointed to a small building. As if the rumors of its popularity were true, the sound of people buzzing could be heard outside the building.
Relieved to hear the voices, David approached the building with a confident gait, as if he had never been afraid.
When he opened the old door, a hot gust of air swept across his nose and noise pierced his ears.
People’s laughter, shouts, the sound of throwing glasses… Various noises filled the building. The noisy atmosphere wasn’t bad, so David raised his eyebrows and looked around inside.
And soon, an impressive sight caught his eye.
A large, round pit in the center of the building. A fence tightly surrounded it, and people cheered. In the middle, two dogs were roughly entangled, biting each other’s necks.
Dogfighting.
“What? The most manly game is just a dogfight?”
David snorted as if he was disappointed.
Dogfighting was already a long-gone trend. Once upon a time, he had enjoyed watching the rough-looking dogs bite and tear at each other until they died, but these days he wasn’t very interested. Even stimulating things get boring if you see them too often.
Besides, he had not only watched dogs fight, but had also killed them himself.
He had killed over ten dogs with his own hands. Therefore, a mere dogfight could not stimulate his interest.
“Just a dogfight? If you knew how much money was at stake in each round, you wouldn’t say that. Even ordinary noblemen risk their lives on each round.”
But Milo’s words piqued his interest again.
“How much is at stake?”
“Well, how much is it…”
Milo whispered the amount in David’s ear as if he were conveying something very secret. His listless eyes soon lit up.
‘That much money is at stake in a single gambling den?’
Even David, who had been to every gambling den for years, thought it was quite a large sum. With that much money, it was no exaggeration to say that ordinary lower nobles would risk their lives.
“…That sounds pretty interesting. Okay, I’ll join in too. Let’s see, which one looks useful… Ah, that one looks good. That sturdy, big-mouthed one.”
He looked at each of the dogs waiting for their turn and soon picked one out. It was a dog that looked quite strong at first glance.
As a result of killing many different types of dogs, that breed was the toughest. David made full use of his knowledge from experience.
He was about to bet money when a somewhat familiar face came into view beyond the round pit.
Black hair, a sly-looking face, an ill-fitting mustache… It was Baron Ronnie Griffith.
Baron Griffith seemed to have spotted David at the same moment and narrowed his eyes. He was with his usual friends, including Baron Rupert McDonald, but Aaron, who had recently suffered a misfortune, seemed to be missing from the group.
When their eyes met, David trembled involuntarily, but straightened his back as if he wasn’t.
Although he didn’t have a proper title yet, he was, after all, the man who would one day become Duke Bedford. So they were the ones who should greet him first.
But what do you know, instead of coming to greet him, Baron Griffith turned his head away and giggled with his group.
