Love at Novel 2291

Chapter 2291 I’ll Take On All Ten!

Gwain shuddered in panic.

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He had been enjoying the spectacle, watching the so–called Grand Hunt Alliance make a fool of themselves. In fact, inwardly, he had mocked them as nothing more than a bunch of clowns. Yet, in the blink of an eye, he himself became the clown king.

Fortunately, at that critical moment, a voice rang out-“Peace be with you“-offering him a lifeline.

Zen Master bowed slightly to Gwain and said, “Mr. Gwain, though I have long since retreated from the world, I’ve still heard of the Northern Wolf Warrior and Southern Lannister. Both of you represent the future of Chanaea’s martial world.

“Now, with Shoiya’s martial saint openly challenging Chanaca, shouldn’t you step forward for your nation before turning your blade against your own people? How many hearts would you break? How many outsiders would laugh at us?”

At first, Gwain felt a glimmer of hope, thinking he had found a way to avoid a direct confrontation with Emmanuel. But by the time Zen Master finished speaking, he realized the situation had only gotten worse.

“Mr. Gwain, considering the bigger picture, you should challenge Yorick first,” Clive added from the side, though whether he spoke out of genuine intent or mischief was unclear.

Only Wyatt truly sympathized with Gwain, now stuck in a dilemma–trapped between a wolf and a tiger, both of which he has no hope of defeating.

What to do? To the left stands the wolf, and to the right, the savage tiger. And he can’t beat either of them.

At that moment, Gwain wanted nothing more than to tear Gautier and Zen Master apart with his teeth.

“Hahaha…” Nathan burst into laughter. “Gwain Lannister! Weren’t you acting all high and mighty on your way up the mountain? Always bragging about being number one, with no north or south–only you reigning supreme! So, what’s the problem now? Chickening out? Everyone’s watching and listening, you know!”

“Yeah, yeah, I can vouch for that! Mr. Chapman’s telling the truth–I heard it too!” Blake quickly chimed in, working in perfect harmony with Nathan. “Since you’re so invincible, just pick one already–hahaha…”

All eyes fell on Gwain. The more reserved among them wore faint smiles, while the less polite openly whispered and chuckled.

It was as if Gwain had been thrown onto a burning grill, slowly roasting in the heat of everyone’s expectations.

Even Mackenzie, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke up. “Mr. Gwain, I’ve long admired your reputation. Since you refuse to be compared with my husband, you must possess true skill. Originally, my husband intended to fight for Chanaea, but now it seems only right to give that honor to someone more capable. Don’t you agree?”

“Exactly! Couldn’t have said it better myself!” Beatrix immediately echoed her sister’s words.

Angela and Hattie followed suit, supporting Mackenzie’s effort to shift the pressure away from Emmanuel. None of them wanted to see Emmanuel exhaust himself fighting Yorick, only for Gwain or Gautier to swoop in and claim an easy victory. That would be the worst possible outcome.

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“Ha ha ha! Gwain Lannister, I’ll let you have the first shot!” Aora added mockingly, eager to see Gwain humiliated. Unlike Gautier, Aora cared little for the bigger picture–he simply wanted to see his rival fall before dealing with Emmanuel.

Forced into a corner, Gwain had no choice but to step forward, pushed inch by inch by the pressure of the

crowd.

Yet luck seemed to favor him–before he could make his choice, Yorick spoke up, his voice clear and commanding.

“Gwain Lannister is unworthy of being my opponent. If a Chanacan must face me, then it shall be you, Emmanuel!”

“You-” Gwain’s already humiliated face turned beet red.

He wanted to lash out, but he had to swallow his anger. After all, he had no confidence in facing Yorick. If he kept arguing, Yorick might just blurt out the fact that he could defeat Gwain within three moves.

“Yeah, Emmanuel! Weren’t you acting all cocky just now?”

“Didn’t you say our Shoiyan martial saint was simply mediocre? Well, come on, then–try him for yourself!”

“Afraid you won’t last a single move against our martial saint? Hahaha…”

Kellan and the other Shoiyans immediately joined in, echoing Yorick’s taunts at Emmanuel.

They had no interest in any grand strategy–they simply wanted to provoke a fight. Their hatred for Emmanuel far exceeded any disdain for Gwain, so naturally, they were happy to fan the flames.

“Fine! I’ve been curious to see just how powerful Shoiya’s martial saint really is. Let’s do this!” Emmanuel stepped forward boldly, pointing directly at Yorick and accepting the challenge without hesitation.

At that moment, countless Chanaeans silently compared Emmanuel and Gwain in their hearts.

When faced with Shoiyan enemies, Gwain endured insult after insult without daring to step forward, while Emmanuel accepted the challenge without hesitation. It was evident who stood higher in their eyes.

“Good! Then let’s see whether you’re stronger than Santiago!” Yorick’s lips curled into an eager smile as he leaped forward, landing before Emmanuel.

Like Emmanuel, Yorick thrived on fighting the strong. He had no interest in bullying the weak.

But just as the battle was about to begin, the unexpected happened.

Gwain, who had remained silent until now, suddenly sprang into the air and landed before Emmanuel, facing him head–on.

The entire crowd froze. What’s going on?!

“Emmanuel Lowe, I am the heir apparent of one of the Four Great Aristocratic Families of Zovince. You’ve killed Hank and other key figures from Zovince’s aristocratic families–I must avenge them! Since the Grand Hunt Alliance has entrusted me to take the lead, I have no choice but to challenge you!” Gwain declared with an air of righteousness as if his actions were perfectly justified.

“Oh, come on!” Blake couldn’t hold back and shouted, “Is there no limit to how shameless a person can be?”

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“Sister, what should we do?” Beatrix clung to Mackenzie’s arm anxiously. “They’re planning to gang up on Emmanuel!”

Even Mackenzie was at a loss. Who could have predicted that Gwain would stoop this low?

“Hahaha! In that case, I can’t miss out!”

Having lost face earlier, Aora wasn’t about to pass up this golden opportunity. With a leap, he landed beside Emmanuel as well, completing the trio.

In an instant, the scene shifted to a three–on–one standoff.

“Peace be with you…”

Zen Master, Master Dalton, and Master Dhyana all shook their heads with a sigh.

They might not know Emmanuel’s full capabilities, but they were well aware that Yorick, Gwain, and Aora were among the world’s top martial artists, Very few could stand against any one of them in single combat- let alone all three at once. To merely survive ten moves against those three was an accomplishment one could boast of for a lifetime. Defeating them all? Unthinkable.

Emmanuel hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to Yorick.

Yorick met his eyes and said, “You saved Zen Master’s life. With Santiago absent, you’re the only worthy opponent left. Whether it’s you against ten of us or ten of us against you, it makes no difference to me.”

As a martial saint, Yorick lived by his own code, caring neither for the opinions of others nor their judgment. He fought who he wanted to fight, and he killed who he wanted to kill–simple as that.

“Hahaha…”

Hearing Yorick’s words, Emmanuel suddenly burst into laughter. His fierce eyes swept across the encirclement of enemies, and he pointed at each of them one by one.

“Very well! Since all of you want to kill me, why not come at me all at once? I’ll take on ten–or a hundred— bring them all on!”

There was no point in choosing an opponent now. Emmanuel had long anticipated the worst–case scenario upon ascending Divine Mountain. If it came down to a fight to the death–so be it.

With a thunderous roar, he made the first move–striking out with a palm from a distance, targeting Gautier.

Since Gautier had orchestrated this entire trap, he deserved to die first.

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