Liens's judgment of Ben was also based on his analysis of the situation on the field.

Ben's strength was indeed far superior to his opponent's; there was no surprise there.

There was no plot twist where a dark horse concealed his strength and then burst forth in the match, shocking everyone.

Even if such a situation were to occur, it would only happen to Liens, not Ben's opponent.

This could be seen from the level of their sword skills and the wounds on their bodies.

From the start of the fight until now, Ben had only suffered a few small scratches on his body, looking a bit disheveled, but nothing serious.

However, his opponent was already bleeding profusely, with a deep sword cut to his chest.

Theoretically, if such a severe wound occurred, the duel would end as soon as Ben's opponent conceded.

The instructor would not rule this situation as a passive duel.

He would still be able to survive if he took medicine to stop the heavy bleeding.

It's just that, for some unknown reason, Ben's opponent didn't do that?

Even though he was severely injured, he continued to swing his sword madly at Ben, as if he didn't care about his Life.

Liens gazed at Ben's opponent.

His face was a madly twisted visage, his features tightly contorted, with liquid constantly flowing from his eyes and nostrils, sliding down into his incessantly shouting mouth.

"Ah…Woohoo…Ah"

That sound was like weeping, yet also like meaningless shouting…

His attack style was also completely erratic; he was just haphazardly swinging his longsword and attacking Ben.

However, it was precisely this erratic and reckless attack style that made it difficult for Ben to act, and even somewhat challenging to defend.

However, this was not the main reason why this duel had not yet ended.

An opponent who has lost his mind can never be considered a strong enemy.

An erratic and reckless attack style is indeed somewhat troublesome, but this method reveals more flaws.

As long as one is not intimidated by this attack style and diligently seeks out the opponent's weaknesses, it is easy to kill the opponent.

In fact, Ben did manage to do so, but Liens could see from the trajectory of the attack that he… hesitated.

Therefore, Liens had previously judged Ben to be soft-hearted.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand why Ben would be soft-hearted?

He could see the despair of Ben's opponent from his performance outside the arena, so Ben, being in the midst of it, should have been able to sense it too.

After all, he dreams of becoming a bard, so he should have this much empathy and observation ability, right?

So, since the other party wanted to die, why not just send him on his way? And he could also win.

For Ben, wasn't it all gain and no harm?

Suddenly, Liens's eyes narrowed.

Because the situation of the duel before him underwent a major change—Ben was hit in a vital spot.

Because he couldn't dodge in time, Ben was struck on his left arm by his opponent's longsword.

The wound went to the bone, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Due to the sudden intense pain, Ben almost lost his grip on his longsword, and then was nearly sent flying by his opponent's strike.

Ben quickly dodged away and created some distance from his opponent.

After this attack, Ben no longer gripped his sword with both hands, but instead used only his right hand to wield it against his enemy, and at the same time, he no longer engaged in head-on clashes with his opponent, but adopted a dodging-and-attacking mode.

"If you still haven't made up your mind, then in the future, you will only exist in my memories, friend."

Liens watched the sudden change in the situation and thought to himself.

"Opportunity!"

Liens saw the weakness of Ben's opponent and reminded Ben in his mind.

It's just, could Ben seize this opportunity?

Ben's expression hardened, he gritted his teeth, and swung that sword.

Ben's longsword passed through his opponent's defensive opening, sliced across his neck, and brought forth a bit of blood.

After achieving his goal, Ben pulled back, dodging his opponent's longsword.

Then Ben used his longsword to cut strips of cloth from his clothes and tied them around the wound on his left arm, temporarily plugging the wound to prevent large amounts of blood from continuing to gush out.

After doing all this, Ben gazed at his opponent, who was now lying in a pool of blood, sighed deeply, and the expression on his face seemed to have darkened considerably.

"Left wins, right loses."

The guard's calm voice sounded.

"Don't think about it anymore; you just gave him the outcome he wanted."

Hearing the declaration of the duel's end, Liens quickly walked to Ben's side and comforted him.

"More importantly, you should go to the instructor to get medicine now, otherwise, if you keep bleeding like this, you won't be able to handle it."

"The duel is far from over, and maintaining a good state is very important for the upcoming duels."

Liens continued to advise Ben.

"Alas, perhaps he was already somewhat desperate, but my existence became the last straw that broke him."

"His skill level was very ordinary. At first, I kept pressuring him, continuously creating small wounds on him, hoping to force him to concede through this method."

"But I didn't expect that this method instead forced him into madness. His attacks became erratic, just wildly swinging his sword."

"Next, I continuously dodged and blocked his attacks, and even attacked him through his weaknesses."

"His wounds kept increasing, but he showed no signs of conceding."

"I got anxious, I got angry… I thought he was ignoring my warnings, so I struck him deeply in the chest with a sword."

Ben paused here, seemingly organizing his thoughts, then he exhaled deeply and continued:

"After being severely wounded, he became even more frantic, and his fighting style became reckless… I didn't want his Life, I really didn't want to kill him."

At this point, Ben's voice rose a few octaves, and his emotions became somewhat agitated.

"Because of his reckless fighting style, I also started to take some minor injuries due to being unable to dodge in time."

"Perhaps because he couldn't achieve a quick victory, he became even more flustered, and his attacks became increasingly erratic. Perhaps at that moment, he could no longer recall that he had learned swordsmanship."

"I could see his growing despair, because that wailing cry kept echoing in my ears."

"I tried my best to find a way not to kill him, I… I tried my best."

"Finally… I still ended his Life." Thiscontentispresentedby*.

Ben recounted the process of the duel, his tone shifting from calm to agitated, and then back to calm.

"Yes, I know you tried your best."

"And this was not your fault to bear; you… we had no other choice."

"We all just want to survive."

Liens finished listening to Ben's account and continued to comfort him.

"Mm."

Ben responded to Liens somewhat dejectedly.

Liens knew that Ben hadn't yet emerged from the guilt of killing, but the more one experiences such things, the more one naturally gets used to it.

Just as they once couldn't face the dead, they are now accustomed to it.

Ben was just having a hard time accepting it at the moment because he had personally done it.

"Let's go, go find the instructor to get some medicine; your injuries cannot be delayed."

With that, Liens pulled Ben towards the instructor's direction.