No 1 Supreme Warrior

“You barged into my room without making things clear. You tried to attack me, but you were unbelievably weak. Now, you can’t beat me, but you still dare to accuse me like this. I really don’t know how the skin on your face is so thick.”

The corner of John’s mouth twitched at Jack’s straight forwardness. He glanced at Gilbert beside him timidly. Gilbert was so furious his entire body was shaking. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to rush over and bite Jack.

Jack let out a cold laugh as he continued, “I don’t know why you’re still standing here. What do you want to say? Do you think you can beat me in a debate? Can You even beat me in a fight?”

Gilbert’s face rapidly changed colors. He was so infuriated by Jack that he felt like he was about to explode the next second.

not even win against Jack verbally. Staying there would do nothing other than making a joke out of himself.

a joke a few deep breaths before he got John

as he shouted, “I’ll become a sixth-grade alchemist in just

he finished, he no longer spoke as he limped

eyebrow. Gilbert’s words had meant nothing to Jack. A sixth-grade alchemist was nothing in Jack’s eyes. For people like Gilbert, it might be the ceiling of their lives. Gilbert probably thought that sixth-grade alchemists were

about that, the look of mockery on his face intensified. It

he looked up at the sunlight that came through the window. He quickly composed his erratic thoughts. He had only one goal being here which was to become a sixth-grade alchemist and get the qualification to take the test. He was not

the table before

even servants and stewards were around. There were practically all sorts of

place Jack stayed at was a little corner toward the west. Other than his room, there were only random warehouses. His room had probably been a warehouse for

deliberately arranged for Jack to stay there as a show of power.