Chapter 11: The Battle of Knights

A big bird flew in the center of the colosseum, a screaming sound was brewing. This is the second day the game is in progress. On this day, the three groups of surviving knights have become more and more displaced.

The three commanders of the three groups defended, and several knights of their group were also sidelined.

Only the red chivalrous group of two of its members managed to escape. As for the black and white knights, they have six members who escaped.

The match became even more exciting because the group of black and white knights were like eternal enemies. Every time a match at a knight festival occurs, they are always the last to survive, and it has been more than thirty years that no victory has been obtained by the black knight group.

After going through so many things, they finally faced each other. They were the last surviving knights. Newt was still with a calm look in his eyes, while Aska had a bright eye gaze that made many women lulled by his good looks. Aska even waved his hand, he was a god's knight then the warm attitude was as if they had their own identity.

"Newt, don't be angry if you lose."

Newt did not answer Aska's remarks, and the two remained calm. Then the fight ensued, their swords collided very quickly, the force that concentrated in their hands made the swords not move from the place of their fight.

Their strength seemed to be balanced, and then Aska moved forward, he coveted the strength for Newt to retreat. And it happened, retreat quickly moved backwards and stared at Aska fiercely.

Sharp attacks repeatedly occurred, the sharp clinking sound was so obvious in the hearing. Those who were there watched their fight and it was hard to predict who would be. Won because until now they seemed evenly matched.

"Who do you think will win?" Vincent asked Clark who was next to him. Clark took a better look at the match that happened in front of him.

"I still don't know, King Vincent. Because they look balanced. But, I hope the one who wins is Newt."

Vincent smiled at Clark's remark, for his remark would be correct. He had read about Newt in the papyrus he found inside the sinking palace, and he realized that Newt was going to win this match. Newt's origins would be greatly feared by the betrayers, initially they would hook Newt as their member. But Newt was very strong in holding their vows.

In the middle of the colosseum of the two knights exuding aura, Newt has a black aura and Aska is white. The aura in Aska is known not as aura, but as a force over adult blessings. People's shouts grew stronger and now they started to move again and a very strong sword fight made a strong wind appear and hit everyone inside the colosseum.

After the commotion was over, the visible one was still standing firmly with Newt.' He actually won this match as told by the papyrus dal Vincent found.

Vincent was smiling, he liked this result.

[It turned out that there was no change.]

Vincent looked forward to this incident because he wanted to see whether what he did would affect this kind of incident. The incident was the one that made a big result. In fact, it is not, but Vincent also had concerns as this could be a double-edged sword.

If the future is not changed, then Vincent's death is certain.

"You've expected this, my King?" asked Clark, who had been watching Vincent from next to him. Vincent looked at Clark, the small smile on Vincent's face explained everything.

After that another match took place, a match focused on the knight who was trying to get to the royal dal as an official knight.

Their matches are also very exciting, they have a lot of fighting skills that are rarely seen within the kingdom.

A blonde knight appears and that's what caught Vincent's eye. As a swordmaster, he knows people who have great potential. That's why since just now Vincent has been reluctant to leave his place to gather the knights he is going to train to be so terrible.

"victory is earned by Pells!" The knight shouted Pells' name as the winner of the first match to take place in a duel.

"find out about it." Vicent directly gave orders to Clark who was beside him.

Pells had already attracted his attention, because he was a great knight, and some of them had also been marked by Vincent. Additional strength, he is working on it. He was a king who had made the back of many bangswwans so he had to prove himself.

"All right, king Vincent."

Clark focused his vision for Pells who was in the middle of the arena. With a smile Pell got off the match. His thoughts of becoming an official knight made him so excited.

Some of them also attracted Vincent, he had already said everything that attracted him to Clark and made Clark understand what his king was doing.

The little boy who had always been hiding, now got up.

Elsewhere, Henry stood quietly. He has since noticed the course of the game and he is bored.

Which made him very interested in the information he will get today.

"Our people are dead."

The information was very interesting, and it also provoked anger from Henry.

"Who?"

"They were killed so miserably, half of their bodies were lost because of being eaten by monsters."

Henry glanced over with a sharp and icy gaze.

"Replace it with someone else who is smarter and great. There's a change of plans, because my dearest friendhood is now hard to guess."

"Of course, Grand Duke Henry."

Half said that, the man in black was gone very quickly. Like a felt yet invisible wind, this is a reality for them. Henry walked in the spacious garden with his expressionless face.

He has a lot of desires, has such a broad view that makes him unhappy with many things.

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