As Milo and Lady Hillaria kept exchanging swings with each other, Milo seemed to take a defensive position and let Lady Hillaria take the offensive. Swung after swung, Lady Hillaria threw at him, yet, parry after parry, Milo showed at her. The crowd began to cheer louder and louder, amazed by the skill and strategy displayed by both fighters. It wasn't just the public crowd, now, the nobles' side started to show signs of interest in the match. Everyone was amazed as Milo didn't use his transmutation yet could hold his own against Lady Hillaria, who used transmutation.

"Is this what she wants to show?" My mother said with a grin…

My father said, "I don't believe her; this's half-wit…"

"Well, even she isn't half-wit. Surely, this is an interesting one…A knight who can outstand a daughter of the commander, even using the transmutation. Showing this to the entire kingdom, does she want to show her order power?"

"Perhaps, however, if the purpose of grandeur sparring is showing him to the entire kingdom, what is the purpose of the finale, Lady Octavi with Lord Kaeso?"

"Showing him in this state gives Lady Octavi much room to breathe."

Hearing the conversation between my parents made me wonder how easily my parents were referring to the Queen even with depraved. However, when my mother said, 'Showing him in this state gives Lady Octavi much room to breathe', I immediately thought about the draw option. If Milo had shown his true skill above the transmutation of Lady Hillaria, it meant Lady Octavi could use that advantage to secure a nice and clean match without shattering her or her family's reputation.

As the match continued, Lady Hillaria slowly showed some signs of struggle as her swings began to slow. On the other side, Milo remained composed and focused, showcasing his superior skill. Milo had the upper hand now, and he saved a lot of breath and stamina by being in a defensive position. After exchanging some swings between each other, clanking sounds could be heard for each second, with Lady Hillaria, who seemed to be running out of breath. Surprisingly, she threw her weapon and knelt on her knee as a symbol for her surrender in this match. Milo graciously accepted her surrender, showing respect for Lady Hillaria's courage and determination. He walked towards her sword, took it, and gave it back to her, acknowledging her bravery in the face of defeat. The crowd somehow was silent as the master of ceremonies announced Milo's triumph as the winner.

As Milo walked out from the grounds, the crowd started to whisper to each other about what had happened, especially at the nobles' side. Milo could outstand Lady Hillaria, who was using transmutation, and her transmutation was on the edge. It led people to speculate about the extent of Milo's own skills and how he was able to overcome Lady Hillaria's transmutation.

Out of the blue, a sound of handclapping could be heard while Milo was leaving the ground. The mysterious clapping caught everyone's attention, causing them to turn and see who was clapping; it was Lady Eliana, the only person who clapped for the match and the triumph of Milo.

"I knew it; she will appreciate him…" My mother said with a smile, "That halfwit needs to protect him more after this match, or she will get him…"

"Hahahaha" My father started to giggle. "Now, the finale. With the crowd focussing on that young man's skill, the finale won't feel like the finale."

The master of ceremonies announced the next match, the finale of the grandeur sparring. As their names were being announced by the master of ceremonies, the crowd somehow felt didn't care about it. The names of Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso didn't get any attention from the crowd. Instead, all mouths and ears were fixed on Milo, who had just won his previous match with such finesse, overshadowing the finales of Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso.

As Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso took their positions, the crowd seemed to lose interest in the match. When I looked around at the crowd as the crowd lost interest, surprisingly I saw the master of ceremonies and walked towards the Queen. They seemed to have a small and quick talk with each other, and the master of ceremonies walked back to his position.

Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso began their match, but the attention of the crowd remained on the other thing. Even though the crowd lost interest in the match, Lady Octavi still took an act as though she was giving her best performance, on the other side, Lord Kaeso seemed to give his full performance of his towards Lady Octavi. The match was like the previous match, like daughter like father, in which Lord Kaeso took the offensive and Lady Octavi defended with grace and skill. While Lady Octavi took an act, her movement of parrying and deflecting remained graceful as she danced around.

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While Lady Octavi danced around Lord Kaeso with her sword, I thought about how long Lady Octavi would take an act with the crowd who lost interest in the match; surely she needed to finish the match quickly before the crowd started to see the real of her. Out of a sudden, my mother said with calm, "It's over…"

As Lady Octavi swiftly ended the match with a decisive strike, the crowd still didn't take any interest in the match. With Lady Octavi's sword pointed at the throat of Lord Kaeso, the master of ceremonies who kept an eye on the match announced the winner of the match. However, I saw the similarity in the spar between Lady Octavi and Lady Hillaria. The way Lady Octavi finished the spar, the same as her spar with Lady Hillaria, plunged towards the enemy with a quick dash. I asked my mother, "Why does mother know the match will be going to end?"

My mother replied, "A sense, I guess…"

"What's sense?"

"A sense or like an instinct, where Lord Kaeso would use transmutation. As I felt this sense, I believe Lady Octavi felt it too. With that, she must have ended the match quickly before he used his transmutation."

So that was the tingling sense; I had felt it before when Lady Octavi and Lady Hillaria had a spar. If it was like that, it meant Adel could feel it too, because she was the one who warned me to end the spar at that time.

As both sides walked out from the grounds, the master of ceremonies announced something shockingly into my spine: "As Her Majesty, the Queen has requested, there will be an additional match. This additional match emerges because of the lack of enlivening at the finale between Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso. Her Majesty wants to ensure that the spectators and the public are thoroughly entertained and satisfied with the grandeur sparring. As in the previous match between knights Milo and Lady Hillaria, the crowd was erupting as one side displayed an exemplary skill. In consideration of that, the additional match will be between Milo and Lady Octavi, who have both shown exceptional prowess in their previous bouts."

Hearing that, I was disbelieved as the Queen did behind my back. In a second, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause, with Lady Octavi walking to the grounds again. However, suddenly, she shouted, "HALT!" The crowd fell silent; she continued, "As a knight, I need approval from my liege because this additional match is being done behind my liege's back." She started to walk at our side. As she was in front of us, she didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything because there were my parents, who acted as the true liege. The tension was palpable as Lady Octavi and my parents exchanged a knowing glance; it wasn't just that, I spotted my mother and the Queen exchanged a glance between each other. At the end of their exchange, both my mother and the Queen showed a sneer and smirk as both sides wanted to outwit. At once, my mother called Lady Octavi to come beside her. As she was beside my mother, I saw my mother whispering something to Lady Octavi. Lady Octavi's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly composed herself and nodded in agreement.

Lady Octavi walked back to the ground and told everyone that my family approved of the match. At once, the master of ceremonies announced the additional match between Lady Octavi and Milo. The crowd erupted in excitement as Milo stepped forward to the ground. Both sides were on the ground, and the master of ceremonies started the match followed by cheers of the crowd.

Lady Octavi and Milo started circling each other, as in the previous matches, both sides played defensive positions. With that, in a few seconds, there was no other side who started the offensive first. Immediately, Milo took a few steps forward and launched a swift attack on the left side of Lady Octavi. With quick, she deflected it to her left side and thrust her sword's hilt towards Milo's face. He dodged it and tried to regain control of his sword after getting deflected. He had regained control and swung Lady Octavi's sword to the bottom of her right side. With Lady Octavi's stomach widely opened, Milo tried to change his grip and used the sword's hilt to thrust into her vulnerable spot. However, Lady Octavi anticipated his move and took a step back, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Both sides started circling each other again. While they were doing that, I saw their lips moving as if they had an exchange of conversation, but I couldn't hear their conversation because of the crowd. The tension between Milo and Lady Octavi was palpable as they continued to engage in a deadly dance with the same outcome.

Out of the blue, my father said, "Are you sure about this, dear?" to my mother.

"What are you talking about?" my mother answered.

"Come on! Even though you whispered it to her, I know what you tell her as I am watching her performance right now. This isn't the usual of her."

"Well, dear. I just don't want to deal with the royal family, especially the Queen. With that, I want to give her a present and hope, which she has shown to us." As my mother kept talking, the match between Lady Octavi and Milo became more intense: "A hope for her people…..A tale for her people….A new gate for her people….Where finally her people have it…." Suddenly, the crowd erupted and massive applause could be heard, where a shocking moment had been reached in the match that I couldn't believe it—a sharp point sword pointed at the throat of Lady Octavi, "A breakthrough of the royal order…" Immediately, Lady Octavi showed a gesture of respect towards Milo, however, I could see Milo's face; he seemed not to be happy after winning a match. With Lady Octavi's reputation, surely he must be happy; however, he was standing there with just a plain expression. My mother said, "With this, the light of this theatre will be focussing on that young man…".