The 7th Witch

On Sunday, July 7th, 777, in the world of Himlear, a rural noble family welcomed their seventh child—a seemingly ordinary girl who, from birth, appeared to have an indissoluble bond with the number...

Chapter 213 Become the Champion!

"Win..."

“We won!!!”

"Hulim wins!!"

"Hulim wins!!"

"champion!"

"champion!!"

"champion!!!"

“… …”

After a brief silence, the audience erupted in unprecedented cheers, and everyone was shouting Hulim's name in unison, calling for the championship.

From this moment on, Hulim's name will officially spread throughout the Indam Federation and gradually spread to all parts of the world...

In stark contrast to the lively atmosphere, there was a man with an ordinary face, slumped in the audience, as if he had burned out.

"Lost...Lost..."

He kept mumbling these two words, as if his soul had been taken away.

"Why did you lose?"

“My money!!!”

Monroe held his head and screamed, his screams were heart-wrenching.

"It's over, it's all over..."

"not good--"

Monroe, who was immersed in grief, suddenly remembered something, felt a chill on his back, and began to think at high speed.

Not long after, his eyes became firm.

I owe so much money that I will never be able to pay it back in my next life!

It would be better to learn from the master. In order to avoid debt, he built a temple on an island in the southern sea, making it impossible for the creditors to collect the debts. He then starved all the creditors to death, and the debts would naturally be gone!

"Great! Run!"

Monroe stood up immediately and walked quickly towards the exit.

However, as soon as he walked out of the auditorium and came to the passage outside, a group of burly men suddenly appeared around him, led by a thin man with glasses.

Blocked his way.

"Hello, Mr. Monroe~!"

The man with glasses greeted with a smile.

“… …”

"Mr. Monroe, where are you going in such a hurry? Are you trying to hide from us?"

"Heh...heh...how could that be? I just suddenly had to go to the bathroom."

Monroe said with a twitching mouth.

"Oh~, so that's how it is~, by the way..."

The man with glasses put his arm around Monroe's shoulder and slowly took out a promissory note.

"Mr. Monroe, isn't it time for you to repay the loan? The loan date has already arrived!"

"Um... well... there was a small accident. Can you give us a few days..."

“… …”

The man with glasses' smile gradually froze. He released his hand from Monroe's shoulder, took off his glasses, and slowly wiped them with a handkerchief.

"Mr. Monroe..."

"You're making it difficult for us~."

The man with glasses put his glasses back on after polishing them and stared at Monroe.

"You don't know the rules of borrowing money, do you?"

"I, I know... Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back when I have money!"

"well--"

The man with glasses sighed.

The burly men around gathered around and surrounded Monroe, making it impossible for him to get out.

"Mr. Monroe, I must remind you that we are a legitimate, state-licensed chamber of commerce! If you try to run away without paying your debts, we will issue a warrant for your arrest at the national level. You don't want that to happen, do you?"

"Heh...heh...how could that be?"

"Oh, that's better—"

The man with glasses sighed again.

"I see you really don't have any money right now. Let's discuss other options for repaying the loan. Please follow me~!"

"...Can I not go?"

“Hehe~!”

The man with glasses smiled.

"What do you think?"

Monroe turned his head and looked around.

All the burly men around stretched out their hands and made a "please" gesture.

“… …”

Why did it turn out like this?!

Monroe let out a tragic cry in his heart.

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