As Milo and Lady Hillaria kept exchanging swings with each other, Milo seemed to take a defensive position and let Lady Hillaria take the offensive. Swung after swung, Lady Hillaria threw at him, yet, parry after parry, Milo showed at her. The crowd began to cheer louder and louder, amazed by the skill and strategy displayed by both fighters. It wasn't just the public crowd, now, the nobles' side started to show signs of interest in the match. Everyone was amazed as Milo didn't use his transmutation yet could hold his own against Lady Hillaria, who used transmutation.
"Is this what she wants to show?" My mother said with a grin...
My father said, "I don't believe her; this's half-wit..."
"Well, even she isn't half-wit. Surely, this is an interesting one...A knight who can outstand a daughter of the commander, even using the transmutation. Showing this to the entire kingdom, does she want to show her order power?"
"Perhaps, however, if the purpose of grandeur sparring is showing him to the entire kingdom, what is the purpose of the finale, Lady Octavi with Lord Kaeso?"
"Showing him in this state gives Lady Octavi much room to breathe."
Hearing the conversation between my parents made me wonder how easily my parents were referring to the Queen even with depraved. However, when my mother said, 'Showing him in this state gives Lady Octavi much room to breathe', I immediately thought about the draw option. If Milo had shown his true skill above the transmutation of Lady Hillaria, it meant Lady Octavi could use that advantage to secure a nice and clean match without shattering her or her family's reputation.
As the match continued, Lady Hillaria slowly showed some signs of struggle as her swings began to slow. On the other side, Milo remained composed and focused, showcasing his superior skill. Milo had the upper hand now, and he saved a lot of breath and stamina by being in a defensive position. After exchanging some swings between each other, clanking sounds could be heard for each second, with Lady Hillaria, who seemed to be running out of breath. Surprisingly, she threw her weapon and knelt on her knee as a symbol for her surrender in this match. Milo graciously accepted her surrender, showing respect for Lady Hillaria's courage and determination. He walked towards her sword, took it, and gave it back to her, acknowledging her bravery in the face of defeat. The crowd somehow was silent as the master of ceremonies announced Milo's triumph as the winner.
As Milo walked out from the grounds, the crowd started to whisper to each other about what had happened, especially at the nobles' side. Milo could outstand Lady Hillaria, who was using transmutation, and her transmutation was on the edge. It led people to speculate about the extent of Milo's own skills and how he was able to overcome Lady Hillaria's transmutation.
Out of the blue, a sound of handclapping could be heard while Milo was leaving the ground. The mysterious clapping caught everyone's attention, causing them to turn and see who was clapping; it was Lady Eliana, the only person who clapped for the match and the triumph of Milo.
"I knew it; she will appreciate him..." My mother said with a smile, "That halfwit needs to protect him more after this match, or she will get him..."
"Hahahaha" My father started to giggle. "Now, the finale. With the crowd focussing on that young man's skill, the finale won't feel like the finale."
The master of ceremonies announced the next match, the finale of the grandeur sparring. As their names were being announced by the master of ceremonies, the crowd somehow felt didn't care about it. The names of Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso didn't get any attention from the crowd. Instead, all mouths and ears were fixed on Milo, who had just won his previous match with such finesse, overshadowing the finales of Lady Octavi and Lord Kaeso.
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The Chronicle of Aurelia Aurelius
Ficção HistóricaCan I twist my own fate? Can I avoid my own death? Even the Goddess is trying to make my death come true with her paragon...I will do the opposite of the book of my own fate, and not give any care about the events of the book, what will go wrong abo...