A different atmosphere from before flowed across the battlefield. Hans’ words were obviously ones of provocation. Although their opponent seemed overwhelmingly unaware of his actions, it didn’t make them any less enraged. Furthermore, since Hans was storing the armored soldiers back into his box, it appeared that his forces were decreasing. 

Numbers were strength and power, and the elves had many strong fighters on their side. No matter how strong and amazing their opponent was, they didn’t think they would lose. Of course, the elves didn’t hold back. The representative of this group was Kandis who was stunned by Hans’ words.

Kandis yelled, “What…you are asking us if there’s something to be angry about? You made a fool out of us, and you dare to say that!”

“Ah…!” Hans scratched his head like he realized something. ‘Now that I think about it, everything Sir Zich says is to provoke his opponents.’ Moreover, Zich’s provocations weren’t meant to create openings by drawing out his opponents’ emotions. He purely mocked them for his own pleasure. 

Although Hans greatly admired Zich, he had no desire to inherit that kind of personality. He had copied Zich’s words and behavior unconsciously and had no intention of provoking his opponents.

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