Chapter 29: Tourney (5)
Alan, who barely came to his senses, covered his face again with a helmet before looking at Physis.
'What? This guy!!'
Alan was not able to properly see or predict Physis's attacks. And it was a very big problem for him because in the tournament if one didn't predict or avoid the other's attack, they will have no choice but to lose.
'It's too fast.'
He expected that his lance would hit Physis's face, but the lance that stuck in the face was not his own, but of Physis.
'Damn it. Why he is that good! What should I do now?'
Alan instinctively realized that Physis's attacks were beyond his reach.
However, he had lost many things due to Physis, which he could not give up on.
The status of his family, his honor, and his future, all of that was thrown into the gutter because of Physis. So for him, it was already too late to regret or give up.
On the other hand, Alan didn't even think that all of this was his fault in the first place.
'I was just telling the truth, but isn't this too much for just telling the truth?'
'She really looked like a monster. Damn you Physis! This is all because of you...'