Chapter 47: UFO
Asher stepped outside, arriving at a clear, large area behind the castle. Everyone had already gathered around. Some stood on trees as they watched from above in order to catch every moment of the battle. Some stood at the side, some stood at the front.
Asher walked to the front, where Emperor Zolthemir had designated as their battlefield. Ryan was already standing there. As the son of a Duke, who had been raised with discipline since birth, he stood composed and with an air of nobility around him.
A calm schadenfreude smile could be seen on his face, which literally interpreted: "I’m gonna take my time, enjoy this fight and your pain."
Asher didn’t return the smile. He simply arrived in front of Ryan with calm strides. He didn’t have enough brain capacity to go around caring about or thinking deeply about a guy he had just met a few minutes ago.
Emperor Zolthemir arrived between Asher and Ryan and started speaking.
"This duel will end when one of you gives up or falls unconscious, or when one is about to receive a fatal injury and I step in. No Bloodline abilities, no Astra, this is purely physical."
He paused, allowing Asher and Ryan to absorb and understand his words.
"Remember, this duel involves fifty percent of your household’s earnings on the line, so make it interesting. Now draw your weapons," Emperor Zolthemir said with a smile.
Virelass flashed into Asher’s hands. It gleamed under the moonlight, its silver reflecting the moon’s rays.
Everyone knew the Wargrave family could awaken soul weapons. Their eyes traced every inch and corner of Virelass, trying to see through her and discern her secrets.
’Will he show us the ability the rapier holds?’ they all wondered. To them, it seemed like the only way for Asher to win this spar was to rely on the ability of his soul weapon.