Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1156

"Why? What happened?"

shouted Olivia, with a sullen expression on her face. She had just felt that Darren's strength was definitely the best among the participants. 'Why can't he pass the test?' She was confused.

"Miss Olivia, this man has offended Owen and his brother. I'm afraid..." Elder Hassan said honestly.

"Huh! How dare Owen hurt that genius? I swear his life will be over if he continues to be so reckless," Olivia said coldly.

"Okay. In that case, I'll go and warn Owen now," Elder Hassan said nervously.

"Warn him? None of that. If he dares to break the rules and steps out of line one more time, I'll kill him myself," Olivia said in a murderous tone.

When Elder Hassan heard this, a cold sweat broke down his back. Olivia was known to be really moody. She was very quick to kill people.

"I understand. Shall I take my leave?" said Elder Hassan, quickly retreating.

"It seems that this young man will enjoy a high position in the future since Miss Olivia favors him so much. Perhaps I should treat him better," Elder Hassan whispered.

The first round of assessment finally came to an end.

There were still five people left in the arena, three of whom were masters who were about to reach the top-level Primary God Realm. Only Darren and Jeff were still at the middle-level Primary God Realm.

"For the remaining five, you must draw lots. One of you will be promoted directly." As Elder Hassan said this, he threw five balls of light into the air, but he quickly shifted them around in a sneaky way. The ball of "promotion" had to fall into Darren's hands.

In this way, it would save Elder Hassan a lot of trouble.

"What happened? Why was that brat chosen to proceed directly to the next round?"

After the result came out, Jeff's face turned sour with spite.

"Jeff, it was a lucky draw. It really only proves that he's lucky. Please let him go," Elder Hassan said and slowly flew over.

"Bullshit! Old man, you're pulling a trick on all of us. Are you seriously helping him on purpose?" Jeff jumped out of the arena and angrily grabbed Elder Hassan by the collar.

"How dare you!"

Elder Hassan pushed Jeff away and fixed his collar with a huff.

"Do not forget your place here! You are just a disciple who has yet to join the sect. How dare you disrespect me? I'll have you know this offense is enough reason for us to kill you!" Elder Hassan's strength was at the Domain God Realm. He was only polite towards Jeff because Jeff's brother, Owen, was the chief disciple of the Third Elder in the sect.

Although now, since Olivia had come out and vouched for Darren to win, it was no longer necessary for him to be so polite with Jeff and save the Third Elder's reputation. It was truly unnecessary!

"Old man, you are just in charge of registration. How dare you be so rude to us?" At this moment, Owen seemed to be very displeased.

'Although you are an elder, you're just assigned to the mundane tasks. How dare you insult my brother right in front of me? You are looking down upon me!' thought Owen spitefully.

"I know my job is quite trivial, but I'm still an elder. Owen, I pray you can show me some respect. Besides, the lucky draw just now was sustained by the magic power of Elder Noah, another powerful elder, but Jeff is contesting the validity. Could you possibly be dissatisfied with Elder Noah?" Elder Hassan spat coldly. He showed no fear.

Owen frowned. 'Why does Elder Hassan seem so different today? He seems more arrogant now.'

"Jeff, not another word from you. Elder Hassan is a fair and just person. How could you possibly suggest that he tampered with the draw? Apologize now!" Owen was not a simple man. Something special must have happened, since Elder Hassan's attitude had changed this much. It was with Owen's better judgment that he decided not to further provoke him.

"Owen, how could you defend him like that?" Jeff hissed bitterly.

"Shut up! I asked you to apologize. Do I have to repeat myself?" Owen bellowed these words loudly in anger, which startled Jeff.

"Okay." Noticing Owen's long face, Jeff reluctantly looked at Elder Hassan and said, "I'm very sorry."

"Well then, let's continue."

The four who didn't draw the promotion ball entered the arena. Not long after, the victory and defeat was decided.