The reassurance I got from Serafina when she told me: "Looks like you never lost your Father's honor."

Had my legs shaking a bit and hands more sweaty than earlier as I presented my self to the crowd.

This is a very ballsy move on my part, something I know Neil would only concoct, I was not only to betray May but I was to betray all of the Lord's request, guild masters demands, and probably the whole city's population demands of muzzling this person.

But seeing him both hands behind his back tied by thick chains, sword on mouth as he drools just to keep sword from falling, and this time he was now being shackled by an iron ball the size of a bowling ball on his left feet.

How is this a fair fight then. At this point him with all chains bound to him made me fell that what I was going to do is justified.

As May gave her sword to me and whispered something to it I felt my body lighter when the sword lit up in divine light. It made everything feel light the layers of clothing, thick gambeson and the chain mails. They all felt like mere casual clothing. From the helmet that became lightweight as a cap to the metallic foot ware that felt like mere rubber shoes.

I breathed well, I see well, I can swing my sword fast as stick, and my buckler felt like cardboard, I almost felt invincible when holding this sword that flamed into divine light. No wonder that the Smith representative and Vintner representative was able to withstood against the adventurer for sometime.

"Winning is the only option! You here me!"

She furrowed her brow as she commanded me like a soldier not a son.

"I will..."

I will show them that they're not invincible as they fear. They are just like us.

Leaving the field and when Mayor Ronald began a speech where what was the prize, the reason why this small tournament is held, and praising Lord Magnus.

"Hey, I want a fair fight."

I called out to my saliva dripping foe as he rolled his eyes.

I intend to free him but couldn't tell him since O'Brien, Edmund, and Katherine were standing besides us.

"With that, Elfien Hunt! Representative of Ellena and the commoners!"

The wave of pleased screaming drowned the Mayor's voice as he elevated my representation from mere guard representative. It was so drowning that I couldn't hear my opponent's name when he was called. Once Mayor Ronald left and once O'Brian and company took their yellow poles...

I looked at Serafina who nodded and smiled at me.

I took the first attack which a simple hit on his mouth or directly grabbing him and pushing him down would end it, but I slid through him and cut the chains of his bindings and broke the chains of his detrimental iron ball.

Now!

I waved my hands to Serafina.

And as May, the adventurer, and everyone looked at me with eyes of varying opinions.

I know their eyes entail;

'are you Insane? Stupid? Or controlled?' And some I couldn't tell what they were thinking. But when I looked at Serafina she encircled us with the dome of green light serenity that block any intervention from May or O'Brian and companions.

Face to face with my opponent; free from his bonds and detriment, I await for him to free himself from his awed face as he hold his sword filled with questions on his face.

"Wa-what are you-"

"I said I want a fair, didn't I?"

I planted my right foot as I readied myself.

"So no magic ok. I don't know if I can do magic, yet."

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He made a small giggle as he hold both of his sword and his face turn into a smile which I replied with my own laughter and smile.

"Who are you...!?"

"Haaa!"

I felt like I teleported in front of him when I took the initiative. Delivering an downward cut that almost hit his face, I gave chase as he dodge and dodge my attack until he countered with a right swing that my buckler blocked and using this new found speed got a several good thrust on his torso.

It was astonishing that he still stood like he didn't get hit.

Once I score a vicious hit I would turn to a defensive guard where I could parry and strike at his exposed side like just right now!

"Aghh!"

Blocking his attack with my buckler. It clanged with his right swing that I exploited this with a another fatal strike to the left leg that would have made him kneel, but he's an adventurer. That's why I was back to a defensive stance and wait for him. If not, I did some feints and attacks of my own.

As the sword fight progresses as I got hit or that I did a stupid full swing that my blade hit the dirt I managed to dodge his attack unpunished. All thanks for this magical sword that made my blood and body boils into such power

It felt like swordplay and maneuvering was not needed but I kept that temptation away and kept to May's teaching and my goal.

If I can beat him using what us, none OP commoners dirty peasants learnt in swordsmanship then maybe they can say that we will beat them at our own skills.

"Enough!"

He said as he lashes out as I hit his shoulder with a cross guard feint. He was clearly exhausted and injured that when he backed off and closing his eyes, an aura of erratic blue sparks began to charge around him and his hair began to do it again, turn it a blaze of sparks and lightning. This was the face that defeated Neil.

"Ghhh! I said no magic!"

I found myself getting stabbed behind my back like he teleported as I was about to give give a cut.

It stung me hard and a ground of electricity surged through me, but with this sword's power, I clutched my sword hard I retaliated with my quick swing that bashed him and sent him rolling away but jumping back up while I regained my composure.

When I saw his body spark out some lighting and a small smile as he held his shoulder that I just hit... Our placing was familiar. There he was about to give a final charge as he readied his blade and looked at me with a smile telling me if I want to do this. I looked briefly around me... This was the very same spot where Neil took his gamble.

No, I'm not going to do that. I instead opted for a guard that got me this far, the one that I'm sure he doesn't know. Dropping my buckler, since I know it will be sliced of by this attack, I held both of my sword in a mid guard stance, planted my right feet back, and gave a single nod at him.

The thunder cracked as he disappeared into a flash like a lightning bolt with out a cloud that would have ended me but, as my vision funneled and focused like a camera at him.

Those lightning crack sprouted out from his body that looked like the roots going out of him. As he thunder towards me with lightning speed I could see his every movement as time slows down around us. May, the crowd, and every face I had time to look at them move their mouth in snails pace.

It was him and me who were moving at a normal speed, his sword blazing with tiny roots of lightning and mine a calm flashlight up against an incoming bolt of storm. I held firm and waited until that I dodge this all in attack. Shifting my footing as he was now a feet away from me.

I dodged...

He still went on despite the fact that I was already out of his strike range. He still ghosted forward, eyes closed and face calm and collected and now he was in my range and I landed a devastating slash on his back -- it was a direct hit no doubt.

"Huh?"

Yet, he wasn't stopping, I made full blown backwards chop that would have broke his back but he continued to ghost through like nothing happened. Thus, I trier to hammer a second blow behind his back and even if I hit him he was till going forward until he stopped a few feet away from me and returned his sword to its scabbard.

Everything went back to normal... I looked around for a moment and he was just standing seemingly not in pain.

"Hurghkkhkkk!"

Then suddenly an unknown electric shock of pain and buzz shock courses throughout my veins that made me shake in convulsions, see stars, and drop on the ground writhing like I had epilepsy.

It thankfully didn't last. I found the epicenter of the pain on my chest where a blue slice scarred my mail and padding with blue embers consuming my gambeson as I futilely tempted to command my twitching body to stand back up.

Then the adventurer walked up to me. Blood snaked down his eyes, nose, and mouth. He looked down on me pointing me his weak shivering blade that a single slap of my hand would be enough to throw that sword away, if it was a real battle, but a sword facing down on his grounded opponent only means one thing.

"I yeild."

I said, he then fainted down to me where in which I picked him up. That's when the barrier was shut down, May and rest came running for us as I caught the semiconscious adventurer dripping out blood like he was broken faucet.

The crowd gave out an ear shattering praise as they saw the bloodied state of the adventurer and me holding him up as if I beaten him.