Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

“I declare that the struggle between Earl Frost and Earl Gregor is done fairly by the sacred laws of the Kingdom of Bren. In addition, the duel will be fair. If any unclean force intervenes, it will be deemed to have dishonored Count Dobbon, as well as Earl Caith, an attendee of Earl Frost, and Earl Eisen, a attendee of Earl Gregor. Any objections to that? ”

Caith steps forward first.

“I, Caith Gronst, am the Earl of Bren Kingdom, and will watch you faithfully and faithfully until the end of this fair duel. ”

Then Earl Eisenhower steps forward.

“I, Belion Eisen, will look upon your title as Earl of the Brent Kingdom and your honor and fair duel. ”

After that, the late Duke Dovern quietly steps out of the void. And the other two are Riccianne and Gregor.

The two looked at each other with rapiers in their right hands and mangoes in their left.

It was also considered to be an official weapon of combat, but it was also due to limited access to the waterways.

The tension that spread between the two quickly curves around the Arena.

“Hehe!”

Magistrate Gregor pulls Mana up slowly, taking a deep breath. It will not be an easy fight.

When he first heard about the duel, he was quite embarrassed. It was because I was so excited by the words that I ignored myself that I reached out my fist without even knowing it, that it became the lower extreme.

But now it's been quite stable. Contrary to what we expected, the situation had shifted toward the end of the fight.

"Hehe, how dare you challenge me to a duel knowing who I am?" ’

I thought I would never lose a fair duel. Earl Eisenhower is one of the finest. Since I was a child, I have demonstrated outstanding skills in swordsmanship, and in addition to my great efforts, I am now recognized as Zata's accredited prosecutor.

With a completely stable breath, Mana slowly begins to spread throughout the body. When Grelder Magazine's lifelong sword training felt the most refreshing.

Earl Frost is just standing there staring at you. He doesn't seem to want to make a move first.

There's no need to stall! ’

As soon as I decided, Gregor's feet move.

Balances the torso as the foot moves out, finds the shortest trajectory and stabs the layer precisely. Perfect stabbing as if you were looking at a picture.

Shhh!

The rapier turns to the left chest of Lycaen and heads for the heart, without hesitation. Obvious of age where there is no longer room for reconsideration.

Then Lycaen made his move.

"That's what you came up with? ’

Lycaen moves his right foot with a strange smile.

Kuang, Quadruck!

Beating the ground hard. At the next moment, Lycaen's body flocked forward in a colossal, swift fashion, like an arrow that had left the protest.

While stabbing a rapier vigorously, Bird Gregor sniffs a false wind and quickly moves his left hand holding a mango shoe.

Chang!

Lycaen's right hand, holding the layer, bounces back with a turbulent metal. But the rapier on the right hand is the weed. The real attack was the mango in his left hand. As the rapier bounces off, Lycaen takes another step forward in his posture.

“Huff!”

Surprisingly, Gregor hurriedly retrieves the rapier, stopping Liga 'en's mango shoe.

Ka-ang!

Heavy shocks from hand to hand. I felt nothing from my shoulders, as if my right arm had fallen off completely. And at that moment, Lycaen took another step and reached for the mango shoe.

Gregor hurriedly steps back, swinging his mango shoe and rapier mad to stop the attack.

“Huff, huff! ”

Gregor grunts relentlessly from his mouth. Despite stopping it, the shock from a short mango shoe was enormous. It was such a tremendous force that the joints of the whole body felt like they were all twisted.

I don't know where this power is! ’

At first glance, Lycaen is a well-balanced body with adequate muscles, and does not appear to be able to exert this much power.

But the power radiating from his body was beyond what Gregor had ever imagined.

Not like this! ’

Gregor, who is relentlessly pushed back, pauses for a moment as if he had decided something. Strange noises echoing somewhere at the same time.

Jiaying!

A sword whose razor blade vomits violently. And a swarm of intense light burst out around the rapier.

“Oh, come on, Blade! ”

“Here comes the blade! ”

“When did Birch Gregor reach the Master's Landing?" ”

Screaming screams erupted from the mouths of those who were watching. Rumor has it that Gregor has actually become a master, because this is the first time it's been revealed.

And more than anyone else, Caith was the one whose heart sank.

“Oh, fuck! ”

No matter how comfortable he was, he was embarrassed to spit it out without even knowing it.

I have no objection to Riyaen's outstanding skills, but the story changes if she is a master.

It's not very rare, but it's never very common. Masters are said to be able to handle a large cavalry solo.

My friend thinks I should deal with a monster like that, so I was stunned. No, he had already imagined an ominous sight in his mind.

A flock of bright lights emitting a radiant energy full of life.

“Die!”

Crawling with a confident face, Gregor catches a flying mango shoe.

Whoo-hoo!

People closed their eyes tight. Some turn their heads, others scream unknowingly. It is not so pleasant to see the human body cut off by that radiant energy.

By the way.

Rrrrgh!

Hitting people in the ear was neither the cutting of bones or flesh nor the screaming of a terminal facing death. Huge, earth-shattering moan.

“Oh, my God! ”

A screaming cry erupts from someone's mouth.

Boom, boom!

The sound erupted in a row.

“Khh, khh! ”

And the groaning that erupts with it. It was Gregor's roar. The rapier in his hand still shines with a brilliant aura blade. However, the orb was relentlessly pushing back, vomiting out loud sounds. by the mango shoe of Riccianne.

The situation has not changed. What's changed is that the blades burst into razor blades and the sharp metallic shifts into heavy pitch.

Magister Gregor is still taking a step back, and his rapiers and mangoes are still in a hurry to defend.

And Lycaen pours out a silent attack. First and foremost, only short mangoes. There are no fancy swords or fancy swords. Just take a step and swing the mango shoe once.

A repetition of a flat, monotonous screening, not even fast. Nevertheless, Jeremiah Gregor is not thinking of countering. It was because the shock of coming back from blocking the mango shoe would have overwhelmed me by preventing my next attack.

A simple knife and back walk with nothing to look at. However, people around you were sweating their hands and watching the strange duel.

And in everyone's head was the image of Gregor lying on the ground, unable to resist the attack.

Caaaaang!

After the sound that was echoing in a row, the metallic resonated once more. But this time, it wasn't the sound of iron hitting metal. The sound of iron breaking. Precisely the sound of two cavities of Gregor's own rapier.

“Cough, cough! ”

As Gregor takes a short breath, feeling his hands hollow, Ricaine's mangoes dig into his arms.

Phew!

“Shhhhh!”

A high scream resounded.

It was Gregor who collapsed and Gregor who screamed. And on his right shoulder lies the mango shoe of Lycaen.

Approximately 2, 30 cm long, even with a dagger. It was enough to penetrate the shoulder.

“Is it over? ”

Lycaen said in a cool voice. Then I pulled out the mango shoe that was embedded in my shoulder.

Phew!

As soon as the mango shoe is pulled, a fountain rises from its pierced shoulder.

“Shhhhh!”

And Gregor's screams echo once more. However, Lycaen still looks down at Gregor with cold eyes.

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