The first thing I noticed about the arena was just how large it was. I'd say it's about the size of a baseball diamond. Les and I were standing in the field and were staring at each other. We needed an impartial judge, which was hard to find, so instead we just got Warrick to do it. Made sense seeing as how he was the highest-ranking person in the village. Everyone else was sitting in seats at a safe distance away. Anna was holding her hands in front of her chest and seemed to be worried. Sarah and the rest of the girls were smiling confidently. Seems they really have faith in me. I turned to Les and began to speak.
" Are you ready Mr. Mori?"
Les glared at me and responded.
" Yes, I am, boy!"
" Good, so am I. Warrick! Whenever you're ready!"
" Ridiculous! You call our King by name!"
Seems he thinks I'm disrespecting Diablos and its people.
" No, I was given the privilege of referring to Warrick and Aqua by name. Also, they're going to be my in-laws so it's only right I get used to being informal with them."
I responded to him as well. After a few moments, Warrick shouted.
" Begin the match! The winner shall be decided by Death, incapacitation or admitting defeat!"
Warrick spoke, Les and I both kicked the ground and began to run towards each other. He pulled 2 daggers from his belt. I summoned Scarlet. A sword and 2 daggers clashed not too long after that. Les's arms didn't rest in that position, however. Before long he lowered his left arm to strike at me from under my sword. I jumped back from my position to dodge it. Without giving me time to reset, he began to attack me again. I was puzzled as we just ended up clashing again.
" Why?"
" Who knows?"
Les answered my question with a harsher glare and sarcasm. He lowered his arm again and I jumped back. This time something was different. The way he watched me was wei...
" Shit!"
He wanted my timein....
/Swoosh/
" AH!"
He shot something from his eyes!? How the hell does someone do that!?
" Brat, you thought I was a simple dagger user? Ignorance gets you killed on the battlefield... Or worse."
Les gloated as walked slowly towards me. Blood was pooling from the wound in my stomach. It went right through me. Above my belly button. Les walked towards me, I guess he saw a wounded animal that needed to be put down. I laid weakly so he could get close to me. Soon he was over top of me. He glared and spoke to me.
" This is the best you can do!?"
"AH!"
He stepped on my wound!
" How could you even begin to think you could protect my daughter like this!? HUH!"
"AHH"
He stomped on it again! Not yet! He's still got his guard up!
" This match is over brat! Leave Anna here with her family and return alone! Find some other woman you can care for only as 2nd best!"
"...."
" I see! Well, if you're dead set on dying! Let me help you along the way brat!"
He raised his daggers and began to swing them down.
" DIE HUMAN!"
NOW!
/SHING!/
" MY LEG!"
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The Demon King's Paladin
Fantasy18-Year-old John is teleported from a tense argument to a fantasy world. The one who summoned him is the current Demon King who has an immediate need for John. John is a paladin, something that the Demon King was searching for.