Chapter 254: Public Enemy

After he won the match, Kahn waited for the next few hours for the second match. By his estimations, the profits from his previous match should've doubled the money easily.

[Omega, have our people collected all the money?] asked Kahn telepathically.

[Yes my lord, we haven't tallied yet but the numbers are above 100 billion.] responded Omega who was mixed within the crowd.

[Good. Wait for my orders till the odds for my next match are out.] he ordered.

Another hour went by and Kahn's turn finally came. But as soon as the scoreboard and his odds were revealed.. His jaw hit the floor.

Kahn's odds were… 90:10.

[What the fuck?! I already won a match. Why are my odds so low?] he thought.

Then he sees the scoreboard and his enemy. And he came to understand the situation with a face full of disbelief.

His opponent was a girl dressed in a pink frock with white stockings that revealed her slender legs, even the sword in her hand appeared pristine.

Although she was a peak master rank fighter, despite being 2 to 3 years older than him, her physical appearance was on the cute and bubbly side. Making anyone from the opposite gender embrace and protect her at all cost.

But this wasn't enough to drastically affect their betting odds. When Kahn looked around the arena.. He realized the exact reason why he was not anyone's favorite for betting.

Because among the crowd, he saw hundreds of banners and people varying from different ages, species and sizes wearing the same type of clothing that fit them. And the words written on these clothes declared the name of the group of nearly 20 thousand people among the audience.

Historia Weiss Fan Club!

[Damn it! Even this world has those fucking weebs?!] thought Kahn was a flabbergasted expression.

"Step on me, miss Historia!!" shouted a fat and ugly young guy among the audience as he waved a cutout of Historia above him.

[Master.. What should we do? I just found out about her background.

Historia Weiss is an heiress of one of the native noble clans. Not only is it popular and influential in the Erantel district. This is Marley city is actually her home ground.

If you win against her.. We're definitely going to attract a lot of hatred and will be eventually targeted one way or another.

But on the other hand.. The odds are too high for her. If you win.. We will multiply our earnings many times.

So what do you say?] reported and asked Ronin.

[Damn it!! I was going to lose this match to fight in the qualifiers again, but now.. There won't be a better chance of getting odds in our favor by this much.

Go all the way in!

As for the aftermath… prepare an escape route for me in the meantime. I only need to be alone out of everyone's eyes for a few minutes.] commanded Kahn.

[Yes, master. I will take care of it.] replied Ronin.

This time, the battle rings were 50 meters wide in length and breadth, indicating that the stakes were higher and the battles would be intense.

Kahn dressed in his black and golden longcoat with gear made for swordsman fighters walked to the battle ring with thousands of gazes at him.

This was the turf of the opponent so naturally, a hundred thousand clan members of hers and also her fanboys were already part of the audience that were cheering for her.

Their vehement support already gathered the attention of most of the crowd in the whole arena of a million people. And Kahn being one of the people in the center of attention.

"Boooo!! Die you scum!"

"This trash dares to fight our Goddess?! Let me give him a piece of mind!"

"Get lost, loser!"

One by one, hundreds of people started insulting and hurling abuses at Kahn.

Even in his previous life of an Otaku as Elric.. Kahn never fell into that cycle of joining such clubs and idol support stuff. Because he thought it was too extreme and one should focus on their personal life rather than wasting time, money and energy on these things where the idol or celebrity you support wouldn't even know or remember your name and face in their entire lives.

But now, he was on the receiving end of their hatred.

It was like saying you don't like BTS while standing in the middle of South Korea.

The risk of getting killed by the public was too high in such cases.

Kahn looked at the audience where a few thousand men were looking at him with their eyes fired up and full of malicious intent as if they wanted to shred him to small pieces.

On top of that, she's an heiress of a popular clan so the popularity spread among the masses was already too much for someone like him who wanted to lay low and do things quietly.

When he stood in front of his opponent, the killing intent from thousands of men was directed at Kahn even before the match began. He was already public enemy no. 1 before even doing anything.

Historia from the other end gave an enarming smile, her cute appearance on the projection screens melted the hearts of many young men in the audience.

But as soon as she gave Kahn a proper glance. She noticed his well-toned body and handsome face. She was stunned for a while and kept staring at him from a distance.

"Ara Ara.. Such a handsome man. Do you want to have dinner with this big sister here?" spoke Historia in a cute and seductive tone that caught Kahn off guard.

Stunned! Kahn was stunned and rooted on the spot. This sudden invitation by Historia came out of the blue. As if getting hated by so many people at the same time wasn't enough.. She was pouring oil into the fire.

At this moment, Kahn thought in his mind with a bewildered expression on his face..

[Fuck! She's a Ara Ara Onee-san!]