255: Fight me.

Fight me.

"Heeh? A son of a mere Earl is talking about status, that's funny." 2

A voice was heard.

"Who the fuck-" The boy who had stepped up in front of Nux turned around, wanting to curse, however, soon, his expression changed and his face looked like he had just eaten shit.

"Kane, Smith…"

He muttered.

A smile appeared on the boy named Smith's face as he muttered,

"It is good that you know who we are, son of an Earl.

So I was saying, you have some guts to talk about status in front of a member of Marquee House." Smith muttered.

"Huh? What?" The boy frowned.

"The member of Marquee house? Isn't he just a commoner?"

"So what if he is a commoner, Nux is my, Smith Hardwick's sword brother. Doesn't that make him a Marquee?

At the very least, he is someone whose status is a lot stronger than someone like you."

Smith revealed with a smile on his face and the boy's eyes widened in surprise.

"W-What?"

Nux smiled and walked toward the boy.

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