Matthew's face was filled with shock, his eyes incredulous as he watched Carl searching for something among the corpses in the arena.
It took a long while for him to regain his composure.
That once despair-inducing, invincible Knight in golden armor is now lying silently on the ground?
Almost breached his defense? So his defense hasn't been breached yet?
"Young man."
Carl walked over to Matthew, his gaze sweeping over him and pausing in a few places, "You're quite lucky."
"Uh…" Matthew forced a laugh, "Thank you, Mr. Karl. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would be dead by now. This is the second time you've saved me."
"That's why I said you're lucky," Carl smiled and said, "Let's go!"
He noticed Matthew had several good items on him, probably from the Twelve Star Palaces, but he didn't think of robbing him. Not to mention, he'd already obtained quite a lot from the corpses on the ground.
"Yes."
