"Mother lush and beautiful, Jenny's words also count as cute and lovely, not bad, not bad...."
...
At this mont, in one corner of the stands, several knights were escorting a woman in a black robe and hood, her figure graceful, as they looked for seats.
If Rein were here, he would imdiately recognize that these were the knights from the carriage that had suddenly appeared the day he killed Giovanni.
"Miss Naya, you shouldn't be here, your illness requires rest and recuperation," said the knight nad Lawrence, who seed quite content with the raucous environnt of the dueling arena, frowning after just a glance around.
"Knight Lawrence, I need to be here," Naya said.
"The young man Lord Hamilton ntioned last ti, who might be able to help , is about to partake in a bloody duel with soone. What if he loses... how could I not co to see for myself?"
The girl's voice was very pleasant.
"Well... okay then, but please pay close attention, and we will leave imdiately if you start feeling unwell," Lawrence thought for a mont and then reluctantly agreed.
"Eh?" Naya exclaid with her little mouth covered.
"Knight Lawrence, isn't that the young man we encountered on the road that day?" Naya pointed at Rein in the middle of the arena.
That day, she had asked Lawrence, the knight beside her, if that young man was formidable.
"Eh! It really is, I didn't expect it to be the sa person," Knight Lawrence also nodded, his face showing surprise.
The girl beca even more curious about Rein; it seed the person she was seeking was the sa one she had encountered by chance.
In the center of the arena.
At that point, Rein said sothing that left everyone bewildered: "The outco will not change, will it?"
Upon hearing Rein say this, Baron Norman clearly hesitated but quickly nodded and said:
"Indeed, the outco will not change. Only one person can leave the blood duel alive, and it's too late for you to beg for rcy now!"
"Right, I heard you've been crafting armor lately. How co you're not wearing it today?" Baron Norman looked puzzledly at Rein, who was dressed in leather armor.
But before Rein could reply, the Baron went on:
"Never mind, that's not important!"
"It's a sha, you're so young, and you'll have to leave this beautiful world so soon."
"Let's begin!"
No sooner had he spoken!
Baron Norman, holding his sword and shield, tapped his toe, leaving behind an afterimage, and sped towards Rein!
In terms of speed, Norman, having advanced to the rank of Great Knight, was now no less than Giovanni after his transformation.
At the sa ti, Baron Norman's armor glowed faintly, as though so special power was protecting him.
Rein knew that this was neither witchcraft nor a Transcendent trait but Baron Norman's own force defense, a special ability of a Great Knight.
That is to say, Baron Norman's defense at this mont consisted of not only his armor but also his force protection.
Facing Baron Norman's assault, Rein was not in the least bit afraid, but calmly took down the dark, indestructible Strength from his back and held it in his hand.
"Clang!!!"
Rein solidly caught Baron Norman's sword strike with his hamr.
"Eh?"
A look of surprise flashed in Norman's eyes!
Could soone wielding a heavy hamr really have such fast hand speed?
The next second, Rein swung his hamr down rapidly from above, delivering a fierce blow!
Norman, having been promoted to Great Knight, and finding his initial attack ineffective, naturally did not choose to retreat or dodge in the face of Rein's assault but instead raised his shield with his left hand to block.
"Thud!"
The mont the pitch-black pig's head hamr struck the shield, Baron Norman's previously calm face imdiately changed, his eyes clearly revealing his astonishnt.
"This... this kind of Strength, could it be..."
Before Norman could finish, Rein gave a slight smile and silently invoked:
"Limit Break!" Stay tuned to empire
"Huge Strength lv3!"
Suddenly, Rein's height shot up dramatically, and his muscles beca thicker, as he unleashed a series of powerful hamr blows against Norman!
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
With each blow that Baron Norman defended, his expression changed, and he was forced back two steps, his left shield-bearing hand starting to tremble.
Thus, the spectators in the stands witnessed a scene that baffled them.
A Peak Knight, fiercely wielding a hamr, made the Great Knight—Baron Norman—retreat step by step!
And Dennis, who was shouting himself hoarse in the stands, was suddenly silenced, as if a duck being strangled, his cheering abruptly cut off!
"This... how is this possible?"
"Rein wasn't supposed to be seriously injured by father in one move, was he?" Dennis muttered in shock.
The fact that Rein, who was clearly still a knight, could fight on equal terms with his father, who had stepped into the rank of Great Knight—not just that, but was even gaining the upper hand—was a sight too shocking for him!
For the vast majority of those present, upon hearing that Baron Norman had ascended to the rank of Great Knight, besides Count Habs and Chancellor Rudolph, no one else believed that Rein stood a chance.
After all, what does it an to be a Great Knight? Simply put, it is a level above a regular knight; otherwise, why would such a rank exist.
Upon a closer examination, it's easy to understand that the Great Knight represents the next evolution and breakthrough from a knight. If a knight could defeat them, what would be the significance of such evolution and breakthrough?
But an event that shattered their understanding unfolded before their eyes.
The next second, as Rein silently invoked, "Strength Burst!"
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