"Then, I won't refuse," Sylas replied, bending his knees slightly, assuming a classic stance for a leap. Arathion prepared himself, predicting every possible attack path.
Then, just as Sylas slightly unbent his knees—
Whoosh!
"...!"
The Duke of Swords' eyes widened in astonishment.
Watching Sylas and Arathion facing each other, Max sighed heavily.
"Why are they even bothering with this duel? It's obvious my lord will lose."
"Hey, we haven't even started yet. Don't jinx it," Toby chided.
"But I'm not wrong, am I?" Max retorted, unwilling to back down. He acknowledged Sylas's exceptional skills. Even Max himself wouldn't last three moves if Sylas fought seriously.
But his opponent was Duke Arathion—an elven duke who had honed his swordsmanship for centuries. Victory seemed far-fetched. Eldira, too, seemed convinced of her father's inevitable victory.
章節 232: Chapter 232
"Then, I won't refuse," Sylas replied, bending his knees slightly, assuming a classic stance for a leap. Arathion prepared himself, predicting every possible attack path.
Then, just as Sylas slightly unbent his knees—
Whoosh!
"...!"
The Duke of Swords' eyes widened in astonishment.
Watching Sylas and Arathion facing each other, Max sighed heavily.
"Why are they even bothering with this duel? It's obvious my lord will lose."
"Hey, we haven't even started yet. Don't jinx it," Toby chided.
"But I'm not wrong, am I?" Max retorted, unwilling to back down. He acknowledged Sylas's exceptional skills. Even Max himself wouldn't last three moves if Sylas fought seriously.
But his opponent was Duke Arathion—an elven duke who had honed his swordsmanship for centuries. Victory seemed far-fetched. Eldira, too, seemed convinced of her father's inevitable victory.
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