Reborn as the Genius Son of the Richest Family - Chapter 1115 Arthur

Chapter 1115  Arthur

If the other Upper Echelon companies found out Castelle said that, they’d vomit out of shock. Just 12 million? More than half of the companies participating in the Feast would be incredibly happy to maintain that many tokens throughout the entire event.

But of course, if Michael and Castelle were planning on only reaching the top 20th, then they wouldn’t have minded this stoppage. However, if they wanted to be part of the top 10, then they needed to increase their daily tokens by many more millions, especially since they started out so late compared to the other companies.

So, Castelle’s worries were very much real and founded.

She had an innate connection with the Reborn company thanks to her Aubility Power. The easiest way to explain it was that she could feel the real-time movement of Reborn stocks. And right now, thanks to the Knights, their stocks were currently in the red.

Thankfully, their Kiosks were still working wonderfully. People were ordering delivery left and right. But the problem was that the number of their customers was the same as yesterday. No growth.

“How about we try and cater to the Knight audience?”

Castelle pursed her lips. “Then we’re too late, Young Master. The Upper Echelons have already staked their claim upon the Knights.”

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Back in New Sparta, the Swordmen Knights were currently having a meeting of their own. It was just a friendly meeting amongst rivals before the competition truly started.

There were lots of bragging, talking, and clashes of ego amongst these young geniuses. But perhaps the one who was considered to be the most talented youth among them was a man called Arthur.

There were lots of bragging, talking, and clashes of ego amongst these young geniuses. But perhaps the one who was considered to be the most talented youth among them was a man called Arthur.

The whole room went silent as they heard the clanking of sollerets echo through the hallways.

Then a few seconds later, the door opened and a fully armored man appeared holding the collars of a few mortal men.

It was none other than the hooligans caught desecrating the kiosk! Which meant that the armored man proclaiming justice was none other than Arthur, the one who was said to be the best candidate to become Eldea’s student.

“Take these hooligans to our prison,” he said to the knights, who quickly followed his order.

Arthur commanded respect even amongst his peers. After all, he was very famous for not only being a 7th stage Body Formation Maugnetic while being so young, but because his skill in the sword went even above and beyond that.

Some even said that Arthur could defeat enemies in the 9th stage of Body Formation only through his swordskills.

Arthur then went over to his designated seat on the circular table. Silence reigned in the room. The tension could be cut with a knife.

Even though their postures were quite friendly and tame, everyone in the room here knew that it would only take a single instant before they could draw their swords.

10:28

Thankfully, a butler soon knocked and invited himself inside to ease the tension.

“Honorable Knights and Ladies, please sheathe your sword intents. It is quite hard for most of our staff to breathe.”

Arthur nodded, before a noticeable change in the atmosphere occurred. The mortal people beyond the room finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“Thank you,” the butler said. “I must remind you that every single one of you is part of the Order. You must treat yourselves brothers and sisters.”

One of the Knights, a stout man, nodded. “Yes, but this is an exception. The exhibition will decide our fates. It cannot be helped that our swords are raring to be unsheathed.”

The others nodded, expressing their agreement. “Perhaps a light lunch will ease your moods,” said the butler. “Ooh! I want to try some of the foods on the Feast. I heard there are some unique foods that can’t be found anywhere else.”

“It might be nice to clean my palate before tasting the blood of my enemies.”

“Yuck! Don’t ruin my good mood. I heard that there’s a new fried chicken restaurant that’s becoming really famous. I’ve heard a lot of people talking about it while I was out doing good deeds.”

The butler pursed his lips. “Ah, yes. The Reborn company.”

“Can you buy us some food from that place?” asked one of the female Knights.

“Unfortunately, no. Zentmeister and a couple of other companies have sponsored your sustenance for the rest of your stay here in New Sparta.”

“Ahhh, that’s a shame. Whatever.”

The Knights didn’t object even a single bit. That was because they knew how important a sponsorship was. Without those, they wouldn’t have the money or the resources to fund their training. They wouldn’t have access to the top-of-the-line medicinal pills they needed for their cultivation.

So as much as they were very much interested in the Reborn company, they had no choice but to let it go.

“Butler. Is the Heavenly Swordmistress available to talk to tonight?” Arthur asked, completely changing the conversation.

The butler bowed. “For what purpose do you need her audience?”

“I have good news to tell her. My training has been making great progress in record time. My sword heart is being fulfilled by the injustices that I have rectified. It wouldn’t be long before I advance to the next level.”

The other Knights on the round table raised their eyebrows at Arthur’s words. They didn’t think his cultivation would be that fast! Didn’t he just advance a couple of weeks ago?

After a few seconds, the butler shook his head. “Unfortunately, the swordmistress has instructed me to reject any requests for an audience. If you want to talk to her, then you must perform well in the exhibition match.”

Arthur stayed silent throughout the entirety of the gathering.

Once it ended, he immediately travelled through the entirety of the Knightly Court before finding himself in the dungeons where their prisoners were being held captive.

It contained a bunch of low-lives who had done injustice to the world. They became food for his sword heart.

“I’m not crazy! You must be deaf!”

At the end of the dungeon, he saw the hooligans pleading to the guard about something.

“Don’t you hear that? That rhythmic beat?! BU TO TO RAH TA TA!”