The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 238
Chapter 238
Translator: Yonnee
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Joseph Lebeloia, effectively the head of the Duke’s family in place of the aging Duke Lebeloia, spoke in a sly tone.
“Sir Xenon, don’t you think the threshold for masters has become too low? It’s ridiculous to elevate someone to a master just because they’ve barely grasped sword energy. Show this bastard of the Roderick family what being a master truly entails.”
Xenon agreed with Joseph’s opinion.
He had always thought that several masters, especially those who had dramatically advanced their mana through the Geas, did not deserve the title of master.
Let alone knights who only faced monsters!
Even if they had luckily mastered sword energy, their skills were obviously negligible.
Xenon intended to completely bring Robert to his knees with an overwhelming display of skill, making him realize his inadequacies.
“……”
Meanwhile, while Robert was using his greatsword as a shield against Xenon’s attacks, he thought to himself,
‘Is this what a guiding duel is supposed to be?’
He had never experienced a guiding duel before.
But one thing he knew for sure was that he hadn’t come here to beat Xenon.
He thought it would be enough to just show some sword energy and match the rhythm, but Xenon clung to him like a leech and wouldn’t let go.
He wasn’t entirely uninterested in Northern swordsmanship, but he wasn’t enjoying the situation.
“Hahaha! Why can’t you counterattack? Does it hurt? It must be painful! Try to withstand this attack too! Hi-yah!”
Indulging in the certainty of his superior position was definitely not a pleasant experience for Robert.
“Hahaha! How about this!”
Now Xenon began to execute complex footwork, pouring out unorthodox attacks.
Watching Xenon charge like a giant horsefly, Robert remembered the high priest who used to cling to his thick forearms.
‘Are all Northern people this persistent…?’
At this point, he just wanted to finish this situation quickly, regardless of the guiding duel or the master’s seal.
Meanwhile, the audience, thinking Robert was thoroughly on the defensive, began to loudly chant the names of the empire and Xenon.
“Cardia!”
“Sir Xenon!”
“Car-di-a!”
“Sir Xe-non!”
“Le-be-loi-a!”
Amidst deafening cheers, Robert thought that he must not disappoint the audience rooting for Xenon’s victory.
He glanced around as he evaded Xenon’s offensive.
‘That should be enough. I guess I should pretend to lose.’
Just then, he caught sight of Xenon’s loyal knight and Radis.
Radis was apologizing with a troubled look, while Xenon’s knight was furiously pacing in front of her.
The squire, his face flushed, suddenly threw something at her.
“……!”
At that moment, a blade of sword energy more than a span long burst forth from Robert’s sword.
Xenon was taken aback by the unexpected surge of energy and jumped back.
“Ugh!”
What Xenon didn’t know was that the man before him was not just some fledgling master who had barely grasped sword energy.
He was a knight who, in his past life, had thrust his sword into the core of a dragon, fearless of death.
Seizing the pause in Xenon’s offensive, Robert swung his sword.
Between Robert and Xenon, a tempest surged, and Xenon’s barrage of attacks was instantly dispersed.
It was a single move, shifting from defense to offense, but that move’s destructive power and overwhelming momentum completely reversed the flow of the duel.
Xenon exclaimed in shock.
“W-What is this! Without any warning!”
Robert replied in a cool tone.
“It’s the sword of a bastard.”
“Wh, what?”
“Could you endure the venom of someone who has crawled up from the bottom?”
“……!”
Xenon’s face contorted.
Xenon muttered in a low voice, as if spitting out the words.
“This is why I dislike those from the South. They don’t know their place and lack respect for their superiors.”
Robert stayed silent for a moment, but he soon spoke up.
“You never intended to give me the seal in the first place.”
If there had been even a slight intention of accepting him as one of the masters, Xenon could never have said such things.
Hearing his words, Xenon burst out laughing.
“Did you just realize that?”
“The qualification of a master is to know how to use sword energy, isn’t it? What’s the purpose of doing something like this, even ignoring the established rules?”
Robert was about to ask if Xenon was not afraid of creating a rift with the Russell Marquisate, but then he closed his mouth.
Perhaps that was exactly the outcome Xenon and the Lebeloia Duchy wanted.
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