Rise of the Crusader

"Roarr!!!"

Jeremy's body shook violently, and it wasn't even up to a second after he saw the monstrous beast in front, that he disappeared from the tower.

"Hmm"

"That was weird." The beast mumbled, seemingly confused.

It then let out a long sigh, "What a waste of time."

With that said, and the beast went back to his resting place.

Meanwhile, outside the tower, Jeremy stood still, despite already being out of that place, he wasn't able to get over the fear he experienced.

With his hands and legs shivering, and terror written all over his face, Jeremy appeared broken.

"What is wrong with him?"

Seeing the state which he was in, the people in the surrounding couldn't help but ask.

They stared at Jeremy, who was drenched in sweats, and then glanced at one another.

"Oh, oh," Layla mumbled.

"I think we broke him." She said.

There was concern evident on Grayson's face as he stared at Jeremy.

Even he could tell that something was going on with Jeremy.

However, as Jeremy began to head to the murderer division area, Grayson heaved a breath of relief.

"He is a warrior, there's no way he would be broken that easily." Grayson blurted with a smile on his face.

"Audrey Pekins."

"Teresa Rhodes."

The names of the next contestant were soon called out and as Teresa heard her name, she moved forward immediately.

Everyone's eyes followed the woman that just appeared, including Raphael. And even though he had seen her during the previous round, his eyes were still glued onto her.

A young woman with a slender yet curvaceous frame stood in front of the tower.

Despite wearing a long violet cloak that hid her body, and face, she was brimming with sex appeal.

"Aliyah Mcallister."

As other students on the most valuable students list were called out, it was certainly getting interesting.

And when the ninth name was called out, a smile hung on a couple of the student's faces, as the person who was just called was…

Raphael Queen.

Raphael abruptly stood from his seat, he kept a straight face, and said.

"Go bet one hundred million points on me. I will get past the twelfth level." He spoke in a low voice.

A nod came from Gus after Raphael spoke, and without delay t it flew from his shoulder and headed to the bet section in the domain.

With the majority of the student's eyes then on him, Raphael slowly walked to the tower.

"Is it just me, or did you hear what he said," Bane muttered as Raphael walked towards the tower.

Aiden nodded his head several times, "He… He is betting on himself." Aiden stuttered.

"One hundred million fucking points!" Bane exclaimed.

A second after, Bane, Aiden, and Devon glanced at one another.

"Are you thinking, what am I thinking?" Bane said.

There were multiple nods from Devon and Aiden, and after staring at one another for a few seconds, the three of them leaped from their seats.

They ran as hell to the betting section immediately.

If there was one thing they had realized from Raphael, apart from being a freak, was that he never bluffed.

He wasn't perfect, but if there was someone who would come close to being perfect, then it was Raphael.

Bane, Aiden, and Devon had encountered Camille at the betting section and as she saw the three of them, she spoke.

"What are you doing here?"

"To bet, of course, what else can we be doing here." Bane sneered and then walked over to the counter.

"Oh, good luck wasting money, then." Camille blurted.

"It will be different this time. Raphael made a bet, we will simply be betting the same with him." Aiden said.

Camille was about to head back to her seat when Aiden spoke.

She paused immediately and then turned towards Devon, Aiden, and Bane.

"You mean Raphael placed a bet." She mumbled.

Aiden nodded his head.

He then began to tell Camille about the whole show, and as he spoke, Camille's eyes lit up. She turned towards the counter soon after and said.

"You know what, I change my mind. I want all my money on his bet." She exclaimed.

There was shock written over the man behind the counter, as not so long he had received a bet of one hundred million points on Raphael, and now someone else was betting really high on him.

However, he didn't retort to Camille and simply gave her a slight nod.

"I say we use all the points we have for this bet. We will win it, I'm very sure of it."

"What do you think?"

Devon and Aiden both placed their hand on their chin after Ban spoke.

Bane was asking for them to use the points they were gathering for their system on this bet. It was quite a huge decision, but after a few seconds, they concluded.

"Let's do it," Aiden said.

A nod also came from Devon.

Camille was still very much confused by what Devon, Bane, and Aiden were talking about, but as Bane's voice rang out a second after, her eyes twitched.

"We will bet 400 million points on Raphael passing the twelfth level." Bane blurted.

It wasn't just Camille who was stupefied from hearing what Bane had just said, but the man behind the counter as well.

He stared at Bane and the others, seemingly dazed.

He wanted to speak, but no words came out of his mouth. It was only after a few seconds, that he was able to speak.

"I will do that immediately."

A smile hung on his face quickly.

The man put aside Camille's bet and tended to Bane immediately.

Throughout the entire time, a smile was on his face. He could already imagine the huge bonus he would receive when they lost the bet.

Because there was no way they could actually win it.

The odds for passing the twelfth level were quite high even for those on the most valuable list.

As many had tried, but only three had succeeded so far.

Statistically, the probability of the students also passing it was also near impossible.

The man stuck to this belief, and as he received the points through transfers, the smile on his face widened.

"I wish you good luck." He said.

There was a tinge of mockery contained in his voice.

Bane and the others had heard it, but they didn't react.

"We will see who has the last laugh," Bane commented.