Chapter 533


    Yet he never expected Fane to speak after pausing for a moment. "Lambasting my name is fine. After


    all, I''m just a bodyguard working for the Drake family. However, you''ve ndered the name of a


    Goddess of War. You cannot be forgiven that easily for that. Our Goddess of War here isn''t even


    married, yet you’ve said such things about her..."


    Fane spoke to Ivan, "Young Master Ivan, the fatty used you of ndering the Goddess of War as


    well. Isn’t that practically defamation for you as well?"


    "That’s right. He utterly and thoroughly ndered my name as well. I have nothing but respect for the


    Goddess of War. There isn''t a speck of disrespect within me. In my eyes, Miss Lana is the strongest


    Goddess of War among the nine. Besides, it''s a no-brainer that it''s extremely difficult for a woman to


    be a Goddess of War!"


    Ivan bobbed his head as he agreed with Fane''s words. He even threw in a statement that clearly meant


    to suck up to Lana.


    "What? Are you underestimating women?"


    He never expected Lana’s expression to darken instead as she spoke unhappily.


    "No, no. I didn''t mean that. I-I''m just saying it''s not easy..."


    Ivan was suddenly shocked. Beads of cold sweat traveled down his neck.


    Fane then said, "Young Master Ivan, you said it yourself—this fellow defamed you. Then we''ll make this


    easy and give you a chance to prove yourself. Our Goddess of War here will be watching if you do it


    well.


    Go on and give this fatty two hundred vicious ps. Oh, and each p must be absolutely resounding


    to prove your respect and regard for the Goddess of War! Otherwise, it would mean that you do not


    truly respect her!"


    "Mmhmm. Not bad. It''s time to see if you truly respect me!"


    Lana smiled and folded her arms across her chest. "Begin!"


    "Two-two hundred? That''s too much!"


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    Michael almost fainted on the spot, fury kindling in him. Fane was seriously overstepping his


    boundaries. Couldn''t the man just tell him to kowtow and apologize or something?


    Instead, he told Ivan to give him two hundred ps-hard ones at that. This was preposterous!


    "Too much? Heh. The fact that you''re allowed to live is good enough, Michael, and you still wish to


    bargain with me?


    Vermin like you have no right to question the reputation of a Goddess of War."


    Fane''s lips curled into a frosty smile. He turned towards Ivan. "Young Master Ivan, this is now in your


    hands!" he said. "It''s time to prove your loyalty-the respect and regard you im to harbor towards the


    Goddess of War!"


    The corners of Ivan''s mouth twitched. Now, he would have preferred the Goddess of War to kill Michael


    in a sh of anger instead.


    Were he to raise his hand and p Michael, it would be a miracle if the other man did not hold a


    grudge against him.


    The person he was most frustrated with was Fane-how dare he ask him to p Michael, putting his


    respect towards the Goddess of War on the line! It was hard for him to go easy with such a matter at


    stake. Furthermore, he could not fake the pping, what with so many people watching.


    "What are you standing there for? Move!"


    Skyler red at Ivan as he reminded him.


    "That''s right. Letting him live is mercy in itself, considering what he said about a Goddess of War!” Quin


    also chimed in.


    "Hah. If you’re not up for it, I''ll take your ce and defend her honor. I''ll p him to death in three


    strikes!"


    Xyle, another God of War, burst intoughter.