บท 142: Journey To The North (10) The Lightning Spirit's Spar

After hearing the sound of the loud thunderclap, Lyan reluctantly leaves the book he's reading and heads toward the direction of where the sound came from.

It's not hard to search for where the thunderclap came from since when he ran for a while, he immediately saw a crowd gathering and looking at something that seems to be an interesting scene.

"Tch!" Lyan clicked his tongue and went stealthily to climb one of the buildings, and when he observed the scene from above, his suspicions turns out to be correct.

"That girl... What is she doing...?" Lyan facepalmed himself when he saw the figure of Griselda holding a swear that he doesn't know where she got it from with a fearless look on her face.

The one being her opponent is a man with a decent build. He's not the brawny type, but his body could be considered to be quite robust. His stance on his sword looks refined and his eyes glimmered with calm and calculating eyes.