Chapter 15: Imam (5)
Among the servants, murmurs could be heard.
Diella was hiding beneath the damaged platform, and Leigh, using his magic, was preparing a first-tier spell.
This was no longer a formal magic duel where etiquette and magical skill were exchanged; it had become a real fight. Chief Steward Delron swallowed hard as he watched.
Technically, the magical duel still didn’t meet the criteria for being stopped. No one had crossed the boundaries, and the protection circle hadn’t been triggered either.
But could this still be called a magical duel? Was it right not to intervene in a situation where the fighters were now emotionally battling each other?
No orders came from Duke Duplain, who was watching from the balcony. He simply watched the duel with a serious gaze.
Steward Delron considered intervening under his own authority, but the determined expressions of the two combatants, gritting their teeth in battle, stopped him.
Crash! Crack!
Leigh dashed between the ice pillars, organizing his thoughts. If he tried to break through the floor of the platform to chase Diella, she would sense the magic and launch her attack.