No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1898

Chapter 1898 Champion’s Triumph

Could it have been about who ate more?

This was too absurd.

As the spectators watched in disbelief, the village chief snorted and spoke slowly.

"Let it be known to all that the Warriors' Tournament varies yearly, but this year marks an exceptional departure. For the champion of this year's competition, a unique honor awaits. Not only will they have the privilege to make a personal request of me, but they will also win the hand of my beloved daughter in marriage. In other words, this victor will become the next village chief."

Although Gareth had been previously informed, he still felt a sharp shock as he grasped the situation.

"Everyone has shown commendable performance, at least based on the first two rounds. However, in this round, except for him who did not finish the meal." The village chief's finger pointed at Gareth.

He stood confidently, unaffected by the crowd's scrutiny, as if accustomed to being the center of attention.

The village chief's stomach flipped as fear slowly crawled over his body.

"Why, Village Chief? Why is he the exception?"

"Could it be because Anna likes him, and the Village Chief set up this scheme for him?"

"I suspect so. Otherwise, why choose him? What's the justification for his selection? I must admit I fall short if they were seeking a handsome face."

The village chief's mouth twitched as he listened to those squabbles.

On the other hand, Gareth remained composed, as if he wasn't the subject of discussion.

He seemed like a bystander, observing with a cold and distant gaze.

The more indifferent Gareth appeared, the more the village chief found himself impressed by him.

He was a stark contrast to the other brash men in the group.

The village chief sighed softly and said, "Before the referee left, they instructed everyone not to depart, but three individuals did so anyway. This demonstrates disobedience, making arbitrary decisions, and displaying unwarranted arrogance!"

The three individuals who had walked out lowered their heads as they left.

The village chief looked around and continued, "After the food was served, you didn't even question it before indulging yourselves. This is the second mistake! A small amount of oleander has been added to the food."

When the village chief's words fell, several individuals clutched their stomachs and wailed in agony.

The oleander had already taken effect.

Not lethal, yet potent enough to catapult anyone into an abyss of agony.

The village chief looked at the group of people writhing on the ground, shook his head, and walked over to Gareth's side. He carefully assessed him, taking his time to examine every detail.

Gareth remained stiff and silent as the village chief scrutinized.

Their eyes locked, and they continued their silent exchange.

Eventually, the village chief extended his hand, placing it gently on Gareth's shoulder.

"Good lad, I'm entrusting the village and Anna to you. I can rest easy."

The village chief appeared genuinely pleased, an uncommon sight for his reserved demeanor. His smile deepened the creases on his face.

However, Gareth took a step back and shook his head.

"Apologies, Village Chief. I may have to disappoint your expectations. I can't take over the village, and there's no way I can marry Anna."

The village chief's face darkened instantly, a fiery wrath and disdain clouding over his features.

"What are you implying? Are you perhaps still fixated on that woman of yours? Elisa, is it? Given her history with you, she could serve as a concubine," the village chief scoffed.

The village chief stood tall and imposing as if Elisa should be grateful for the opportunity to become Gareth's concubine.

Gareth's fists were clenched tightly; his knuckles turned white as his frustration and tension intensified.

He might have assaulted him if it weren't for the fact that he needed something from the village chief. Thus, he had to maintain a respectful demeanor even if the chief's words had angered him.

Oblivious to Gareth's growing anger, the village chief continued, "I don't know where Anna falls short compared to that woman. Your eyes have been deceived; a true wife needs someone to support you."