Robin woke up the next morning, excitement buzzing through him. After a quick breakfast in his room, he grouped up with Oliver and Andrew, ready to enjoy the second day of the grand festival at the academy. He was most anticipated for the magic and sword duel. The sky was clear, and the campus grounds were already filled with students, teachers, and visitors, all eager to experience the activities lined up for the day.

As they walked through the lively streets, colorful banners hung above the stalls, and the air was filled with the sounds of laughter and chatter. The group stopped at various booths, where students showcased artworks, and magical demonstrations some sold food and merchandise for some extra income . Robin observed with fascination the creativity and talent on display. From intricate robotic models to ancient artifacts, the festival seemed like a fusion of the best of technology and magic. Andrew commented now and then, particularly when they passed combat-oriented stalls, clearly interested in anything related to battle or physical prowess.

They even stopped to enjoy some food. These food reminds him of earths fast food nostalgia hit him hard.

Oliver, on the other hand, maintained his usual composed demeanor, though a few teachers and staff members recognized him as they passed by. Each time, they stopped briefly to chat, with Oliver exchanging pleasantries and reminiscing with old classmates and teachers from his time at the academy. "It’s been years since I last saw some of them," Oliver remarked after one such encounter, smiling warmly as they continued their stroll.

They were greeted by attendants, who immediately recognized Robin’s status as a vip. With a respectful nod, once again the attendants guided them through the bustling corridors of the arena toward the VIP room.

As Robin settled into his seat, the energy in the arena was palpable. Spectators were filling the stands, excited for the upcoming performances, matches, and displays of talent. Robin leaned forward slightly, eager to see what would unfold. Beside him, Oliver and Andrew stood at ease, prepared for whatever might come next.

Although none of the VIPs had engaged with him the day before, offering only polite nods from afar, the atmosphere shifted after last night’s incident at the banquet. Several prominent figures approached Robin, eager to start a conversation. Their primary interest was in his origin. They had confirmed by now that he was a member of the William family, but none were certain which branch he belonged to.

The night before, Oliver had briefed him carefully. "Don’t reveal anything about your background," Oliver had cautioned. "The family head hasn’t made any formal announcements about your origin, and saying too much could offend her."

Robin understood the weight of his butler’s words and knew he had to tread carefully.

One thing robin noticed the number of women approaching him is far higher then man.

He understood these people although they're top dogs in their own field but having connection with the William family is always a good thing. He read about these things in novels but experiencing it first hand is something. Robin was also surprised to see some people even brought gifts for him.

Robin an experienced salary man and was quite a famous guy in college knew how to handle this type of situation.

When he was chatting with some guests suddenly the sky lit up with fireworks and the people at the arena roared with excitement.

Like yesterday aria William took the place of the host. She stood at the front stage.

Aria stepped forward, her school uniform neat and her posture confident as she addressed the crowd. With a warm smile, she began her speech.

"Good morning, everyone. Thank you all for joining us on the second day of the festival. We're thrilled to have you here for what promises to be an exciting day.

Today’s main event is the Duel of Swords and Magic! We will begin with the sword duels, where 16 of our most skilled contenders will compete. These participants were carefully selected by our teachers through primary rounds, and I know they’ll put on a great show for all of us.

Now, you'll can see the list of contender on the screen. "

The giant screen shows the details of students and their stats and Their affiliation.

Robin was surprised to see there are kids from zahar family and idrin family. Most of them are from rich households but there are some commoners also here.

She paused, allowing the crowd to cheer, before continuing.

"The duels will be held throughout the day, and the rules are simple: victory is achieved by either disarming your opponent or rendering them unable to continue. But remember, magic is also allowed, so strategy will be just as important as strength. The full schedule of the matches are shown on the display , so keep an eye out for your favorites!

I hope you all enjoy the competition, and may the best win!"

With that, Aria stepped back, the crowd buzzing in anticipation.

Robin watched from the VIP room as the sword battles began, feeling the excitement ripple through the arena.

The first round started strong. The Zahar family’s contender, tall and muscular, faced looked just like the guy from vip room upon inquiring about oliver he found that he is the son of zahar family head. He was against a quick, agile guy. The guy danced around the Zahar’s heavy strikes, using speed and light magic to dodge, he even managed to g6ot some strike but this zahar kid just stood there swinging his sword. And just this one hit made this guy unconscious.

The Idrin family’s kid, known for his mastery of both swords and fire magic, was even more impressive. He looks handsome like heroes from kdrama. Robin noticed there is also a female fanclub for this guy in the arena. He dominated his opponent with a combination of graceful swordplay and bursts of flame, forcing a quick surrender.

There is also a female contender her name was rubina she was the daughter of a rich tycoon of the city. Her movement was elegent, she seems like dancing with her sword in the arena. Her movements were like water flowing like a river. She made her opponent disarm in a few moments.

Just like that the first round continued

Robin enjoyed most of the duels of the first round none of the contenders were bad. Even some of them got Andrews approved despite the losing.

However, it wasn’t just the rich kids who stood out. One commoner used wind magic to make his sword strike almost too fast to see, disarming his opponent with a blur of motion. Robin found himself rooting for him, admiring his clever use of magic. He also noticed most common folks rooting for him.

Robin said to his group " this guy what's his name oh its roy he might win this compilation."

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Oliver said with agreement" i also think so"

But Andrew who is experienced on the battlefield said " i am sure that kids from the Zahar family will win"

Robin was surprised because he never expected a straight forward answer from andrew. " Why do you think that " robin asked.

"That kid's body went through several transformations and he didn't even use half of his strength. Also somebody thinks they are the protagonist, people also make some other guy protagonist but deep inside the strongest one is the protagonist " Andrew said

Robin was dumb founded what the hell is this guy talking about, with a laugh robin replied" wise word man, wise word !"

As the group predicted jake zahar from the zahar family, Aran idrian from idrian family , the girl name rubina and the commoner guy roy qualified for the semifinals.

The tension was palpable as Aran Idrin and Roy stepped into the arena, each sizing the other up with confident smiles. Aran, dressed in his finely crafted battle armor, flicked his wrist, sending small flames dancing around the edge of his sword. Roy, on the other hand, stood with his simple blade, his posture relaxed, but his sharp eyes focused.

Before the match began, Aran couldn't resist a jab. "You’ve come far for a commoner, Roy. But don’t think for a second that you can best a member of the Idrin family."

Roy grinned, twirling his sword in his hand. "We’ll see if your fancy fire magic can keep up with my sword. Nobility won’t save you here."

The duel began with a flash. Aran launched forward, his sword blazing with flame, aiming for Roy’s torso. Roy narrowly dodged, his quick reflexes allowing him to avoid the searing blade by inches. Aran followed up with a sweeping horizontal strike, his fiery sword leaving a trail of embers in the air. Roy leapt back, wind magic subtly enhancing his movements, giving him an edge in speed.

The crowd watched in awe as Aran’s fire magic lit up the battlefield, forcing Roy to stay on the defensive. Aran’s attacks were precise and relentless, but Roy was a step ahead, using swift footwork and clever feints to avoid being caught by the burning strikes. At one point, Aran created a ring of fire around the two, trapping Roy in close quarters. The heat was intense, and the crowd gasped as Roy appeared cornered.

But Roy wasn’t done. Using the wind magic he had carefully conserved, he created a powerful gust that blew the flames back toward Aran, temporarily blinding him. Taking advantage of the opening, Roy lunged forward with a rapid series of strikes. Aran blocked the first few, but Roy’s final strike came in low, knocking Aran’s blade aside and disarming him.

For a split second, there was silence, and then the crowd exploded in cheers. Roy had done it! He had bested the skilled noble. Aran, though defeated, cursed and left the field after kicking his sword . In the VIPs from the Idrin family looked on, their faces a mix of disappointment and frustration, while the commoners in the crowd roared in celebration of Roy’s incredible victory.

The second semifinal was a contrast in styles. Jake Zahar, known for his sheer brute strength, stood across from Rubina, whose graceful and elegant swordsmanship had been admired throughout the tournament. Despite the difference in their approaches, both contenders carried an air of determination as they stepped onto the battlefield.

Jake, towering over Rubina, cracked his knuckles before gripping his sword with both hands. "No hard feelings, but I don’t go easy on anyone. Let’s see if that pretty swordplay of yours can hold up."

Rubina met his gaze with calm confidence. "Skill will always outlast strength."

The duel began, and Jake wasted no time charging forward with a powerful overhead strike. Rubina moved like a dancer, effortlessly sidestepping the attack and delivering a counterstrike aimed at Jake’s arm. But Jake was faster than expected; he blocked the blow with a resounding clash, the force of which nearly knocked Rubina off balance.

Undeterred, Rubina continued her elegant assault, her blade moving fluidly as she sought openings in Jake’s defense. She spun and twirled, her sword flashing in precise arcs, each strike aimed at vulnerable spots in Jake’s armor. The crowd watched in admiration as she skillfully parried and dodged Jake’s relentless, heavy strikes.

But Jake wasn’t just relying on brute force—he was waiting for his moment. As Rubina closed in for a series of quick slashes, Jake suddenly shifted his stance and unleashed a wide, sweeping strike, using the full weight of his sword. Rubina’s eyes widened as she barely managed to block the blow, but the sheer power behind it sent her stumbling backward.

Sensing her moment of vulnerability, Jake pressed the attack. He swung his sword with reckless abandon, each strike heavy and crushing. Rubina tried to parry, but with each clash of blades, her defenses weakened. Despite her elegance and precision, Jake’s unrelenting force was overwhelming.

In a final, desperate attempt, Rubina aimed a perfectly timed thrust at Jake’s exposed side. But Jake, grinning, caught her blade with his gauntlet, deflecting it just enough to avoid the strike. With a powerful upward swing, Jake sent Rubina’s sword flying from her hand. The crowd gasped as she staggered back, unarmed and defeated.

Rubina dropped to one knee, breathing heavily. "I submit," she said, her voice steady despite the clear exhaustion in her movements.

Jake, showing no mercy throughout the match, simply nodded, lowering his sword as the referee declared him the winner. The crowd applauded both fighters, but the cheers for Jake were notably more subdued than they had been for Roy’s victory. Rubina’s grace and determination had earned her the respect of the audience, but it was Jake’s raw strength that had triumphed.

Robin was surprised that Andrew might be right.

As the anticipation of the crowd is growing like crazy.

As the excitement from the semifinals began to settle, Aria stepped back onto the front stage, her presence commanding the attention of the entire arena. The crowd erupted in cheers as she raised her hands for silence, a bright smile on her face.

“Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, and competitors,” she began, her voice ringing clear and strong. “Thank you for joining us for this incredible festival! We’ve witnessed some outstanding displays of skill and courage in our semifinal matches, and now we arrive at the moment we’ve all been waiting for—the final duel of the sword and magic tournament!”

“This final duel will be a true test of skill, courage, and perseverance! The rules remain the same: it will be a best-of-three match, and both fighters may use their swords and magic as they see fit. The victor will not only gain the title of champion but also earn the respect and admiration of everyone here!”

Aria paused for effect, allowing the excitement to build. “Let the final battle commence!”

With that, the arena erupted into cheers as the two finalists, Jake and Roy, stepped forward, swords raised and ready for the challenge ahead. The crowd watched in eager anticipation, knowing they were about to witness an epic showdown.

Robin was also excited. All he wanted was Andrew to be wrong.

The atmosphere in the arena was electric as the final duel began. Jake and Roy faced off, both warriors filled with confidence. For the first few moments, they moved in sync, exchanging blows at a fas pace that left the audience breathless. The clanging of metal rang out, each strike echoing through the arena as they tested each other's defenses.

Roy, relying on his agility and keen instincts, began to pull ahead. He executed a secret technique he had been saving for this moment a series of rapid slashes combined with bursts of wind magic that pushed Jake back toward the edge of the arena. The crowd roared with approval, clearly in favor of the underdog. Even Robin felt a surge of hope as he watched Roy dominate the exchange, believing the commoner might actually pull off the impossible.

But then, just as the tide seemed to be turning in Roy’s favor, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Jake's expression hardened, and smiled and closed his eyes. He took a step back, planting his feet firmly on the ground, and summoned an enormous surge of energy. A swirling mass of flames and raw power coalesced around his sword, creating a blinding light that filled the arena.

The crowd fell silent, their excitement turning into awe and fear as they witnessed Jake unleash a colossal attack. It looked as though it could split the world in half a swirling vortex of fire and magic that spiraled menacingly above him. Gasps echoed through the stands, and even Roy's confident demeanor faltered as he realized the true extent of Jake’s power.

In the VIP room, Robin noticed a satisfied smile on the face of the Zahar family head. It was a moment of pride and confidence, knowing that their champion was about to reclaim the glory of the Zahar name.

With a deafening roar, Jake swung his sword down, releasing the devastating attack toward Roy. The energy erupted like a volcanic explosion, sending shockwaves through the arena. Roy’s previous advantage dissipated in an instant as he struggled to defend against the onslaught.

The once evenly matched duel quickly turned into a one-sided battle. Jake charged relentlessly, wielding his power with brutal efficiency. Roy fought valiantly, but the sheer force of Jake’s strikes forced him to adopt a defensive stance. The crowd watched in stunned silence as Jake unleashed a barrage of attacks, each one more powerful than the last.

Despite his best efforts, Roy found himself pushed back, his defenses cracking under the pressure. The audience could only watch as Jake's relentless assault eventually overwhelmed him. With one final, decisive blow, Jake disarmed Roy, sending his sword clattering to the ground.

As the dust settled, the arena erupted into cheers for Jake, who stood victorious, breathing heavily but smiling. The crowd exploded in applause, celebrating the might of the Zahar family.

Aria stepped back onto the stage, her face glowing with excitement as she raised her hands for silence. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she called out, her voice ringing clear, “the winner of the final duel is Jake Zahar!”

The cheers for Jake filled the arena, but there was also a sense of respect for Roy, whose journey had captivated everyone.

“Now , i hope you guys enjoy this show as much as i did , I'll call all these amazing contenders once again on the stage. Everyone let's cheer for the contenders this year” the crowd cheered. All of the swordman came at front stage and bowd infornt to show gratitude.

When all of the kids was standing in the stage robin noticed there was something going on between Aran, roy and rubina. As an expert on web novel robin thought Their look gave it away.Love triangle maybe who knows.

Aria continued, “after a short break, we will commence the magical duel! Prepare yourselves for another exciting event as our competitors showcase their mastery of magic!”

With that announcement, the arena buzzed with anticipation once again, the crowd eagerly discussing the intense battle they had just witnessed and the thrilling matches yet to come.

Robin gave credit to Andrew for his insight and Jokingly said " Andrew you might be good at gambling"

" Never tried sir" like always Andrew gave a straightforward answer.