Beautiful Scar

Chapter 5

The other suitors were shocked. Scarlet was creasing her brow instead at the damage on the wall. That big-sized prince really had no control. And thou, she favored Lucas to win, if he could not overcome this, then she would know the extent of his service and resolve.

Ronald was still smiling while swinging around his flail weapon. He approached Lucas who was on the floor, slowly recovering himself.

"Come on Lucas, show me what the Silverstorm's army is made of!"

Lucas managed to stand up but his whole being was shaken up badly. There were bruises on his face, his back hurt and his sights were still hazy. Meanwhile, Ronald had no scratch at all.

Lucas managed to duck as Ronald flung another time, aiming for his head but instead it grazed the wall.

Not the walls again, Scarlet internally sighed. Though she foresaw such damages on the training camp, she still disliked seeing properties being broken. First, the cost and thou they would be covered under this whole battle royals event, she had to fork out her own golds first, then she would claim from the throne. Second, repairs took time which limited her training space for her men, and worse when she had to ask from snobby captains or generals to lend space for her – another gold to be put out to persuade them to let her borrow.

Despites being on the running end, Lucas was not giving up yet. He still had a bit of time before the minute was up.

He then remembered what Scarlet had told him last night.

Take a deep breath and relax your shoulders.

And he did. As the flail been swung again, Lucas ducked and slid himself between Ronald's two opened legs. Ronald's hand turned to follow his line of sights and before he knew it, the flail hit his crotch instead.

He yelped in pain and fell.

Clapping resounded from the hall.

But Lucas instead looked devoid of emotions. His heart was still racing from the fight just now. He wanted...to know the truth.

"Well done both of you. I will give one-minute handicap for you two to recover and then continue with the next partner. The rest begins as when I say start", she pulled out a golden pocket watch and readied herself at the same time.

Dylan was still unconvinced he had to spar with her.

"Do you even know how to use that sword that is so much prettier than you?" Dylan snorted and noted the well-cared sword of hers gleaming under the light. He readied himself out of reflex.

Oh well, he would play along with this. He would duel with her and scare her with his ability.

"Start!"

And the rest of the remaining men apart from Lucas and Ronald sparred with each other.

However, Scarlet and Dylan both did not move for attack. Their swords were out and their stances were ready to pounce any enemy approaching them.

"It's okay, I will go easy on you. Lady's first", he smirked.

"Well then", Scarlet did a fake gasp and covered her mouth for effect, "Don't mind if I do", and she started to move her front leg while lunging her sword forward, only to suddenly have her sword been tangled by the chains on the flail weapon and a force was pulling it out of her grasp. She strongly reined her hold.

Shock came over her, but she recovered quick when another attack was coming in front of her. Prince Dylan.

Dylan saw a chance.