As the old Fox Beastman fell heavily to the ground, offering no resistance, a wave of murmurs and sighs passed through the Beastmen at the scene.
"How weak."
"That Fox Beastman is completely useless!"
"Exactly! The Delusional Domain is so weak, yet they still want to taunt the other side by proposing a one-against-three!"
"Come on, I'll bet the Delusional Domain definitely loses. Anyone want in?"
"I also think they'll lose, so I'm not betting against you on that."
No one thought the Delusional Domain could win?
"Can I bet with you? I bet the Delusional Domain wins," a crisp voice suddenly rang out.
The surrounding Beastmen heard the voice and looked down. They saw a cool little Snake Beastman with fluffy white hair and wheat-colored skin looking up at them, his face a perfect mask of "sincerity."
"You want to bet?" an adult Beastman asked, curiously eyeing the young cub.
"Kiddo, this is a game for grown-ups. Did your parents say you could play like this?"
