Chapter 31: Martial Arts Competition (2)
The martial arts competition went exactly as expected by me and my older brother. Edith Douglas built a winning streak with unusual momentum, and finally reached the pinnacle of the martial arts competition.
In response to his sword attack, the other participants' weapons were dislodged, and he was able to avoid all their attacks.
The most impressive thing was that no matter how dangerous the attack was, he always maintained a stable posture. This was impossible unless one was extremely talented.
I realized this by looking at his swordsmanship, that he must have been formally trained. I had heard that he was the captain of a famous mercenary group, but did he receive formal training before becoming a mercenary?
His effortless movements did not match the swordsmanship of a mercenary's roughness who had been trained in real battles.
"Amazing inaction, Edith Douglas!"
As if he expected this to happen, he enjoyed the applause of the crowd with a relaxed attitude.
"Right!"
Beside me, my older brother, who had won a lot this time without wasting any more money, was cheering, and I was watching that absurd spectacle.
Just like me, Adilun, who was next to me, saw that and whispered to me.
"Originally, does a person have to lose once to come to his senses while gambling? Or isn't it a big deal?"
"It is out of my hands now. I don't know what to do."