Chapter 67: A Duel(2)
"I, Felix Von Frostholm challenge Noah Von Blitzfeld, to a Duel."
Felix's words reverberated in the room, and silence followed. Raiden's eyes widened at the two figures standing face to face.
Neither of them is stepping away.
"Hey, are they really going to fight?"
"Wait, the Blitzfeld has not even accepted the duel yet."
"What do you expect him to do? He is the weakest amongst the Blitzfeld, don't you know he was known as the Disgrace?"
"I heard he only has control over one affinity?"
"Yeah... Sir Felix is going to win, no doubt."
The murmurs began again, waiting for Noah's response to Felix. Forget about the Academy tour, all that was in the feeble minds of these nobles and commoners alike was the challenge the Frostholm heir had thrown out.
I should stop them... Raiden stepped forward but halted as soon as Noah gave him a side glance, his legs froze, not moving. The hell?
[Raiden, don't throw away my advice.] Gabriel warned again. [And also, let them fight. Then, I can gauge the extent of this boy's abilities.]