CHAPTER 794: 621 DEFECTION? REASONABLE DEMANDS!

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Silence.

An indescribable silence began to spread in the shaking kingdom.

The space that had just been filled with red lightning and explosive shockwaves was now quieted of any movement, even the disheveled knights and court magicians on the ground dared not speak a word, nor breathe too loudly, as they held their breath watching the two figures confronting each other at the center of the battlefield.

The red lightning on Reiger’s body had gradually disappeared.

The obscure magic power on the black sword in Flon’s hand was also being retracted.

The two of them, standing some distance apart, faced each other, completely ignoring Rom, who had been fighting fiercely with Reiger but was now blown to the side, crashing into a stone pillar.

At least for that moment, in the eyes of the two swordsmen confronting each other in the arena, there was only the other, no one else.

"Huff..."

Hemulinp did breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing Rom was unhurt, but immediately cast an unpredictable look at Reiger.

Yuri also felt slightly relieved upon seeing that Reiger was unharmed, but seeing the swordsman opposite Reiger, her heart tensed up again.

"Oh?"

Felas, who was still pitying his little wand, raised his eyebrows slightly upon seeing this scene.

"He can’t sit still either, huh?"

Clearly, Flon’s intervention was quite unexpected to Felas.

As for the disheveled knights lying all around, they were one after another, instinctively shouting out.

"Captain!"

"Captain Flon!"

"Lord Borlay!"

Seeing their own knight captain finally taking action, some were happy, some were excited, and some had mixed feelings.

Unfortunately, Flon paid them no heed.

This knight captain, who was considered capable of competing with the strongest old Sword Saint of the Ginas Kingdom, was at that moment not including anyone else in his view.

"I see."

The one who had been quietly observing from the sidelines finally spoke indifferently.

"So, it is a person with such a level of power," Flon said lightly, "No wonder even Lord Mepros lost; my incompetent son losing is not at all unjust."

Upon hearing this, Reiger didn’t respond, only glanced at Flon’s black sword, and then sheathed his hot black blade.

This action did not relax the alertness of everyone present, but instead made them all the more cautious.

Because they knew very well, Reiger sheathing his blade did not mean he was ready to make peace.

His sheathing might only be for the next time he drew his blade.

And once he drew his blade, it was bound to be earth-shattering.

The rapid lightning, a slash of the blade, had already become Reiger’s signature.

Everyone on the scene had fully grasped what it meant to be the Thunder Light Sword Saint, and what it meant for defeat to follow a flash of lightning, thus seeing Reiger sheathe his blade only made them nervous and panicked, not at ease.

Indeed, that was the case.

Reiger, with one hand on the hilt of his black blade at his waist, emitted an aura that was not only not weakening but was rapidly climbing.

"Finally willing to make a move?" Reiger responded to Flon with equanimous words, saying, "I was wondering just how long Lord Borlay could just watch."

These words informed everyone present that from the beginning, Reiger had not ignored Flon.

Or rather, from the beginning, in Reiger’s eyes, the real formidable opponent that needed his attention was only this one.

That was only natural.

Because, upon entering this royal arena, Reiger had only felt a subtle threat from Flon Bolei, the descendant of the Sword Saint Family.

The others, including Felas and Rom, had not given Reiger such an impression.

So, although it seemed like Reiger was fighting others, in reality, more than half of his attention was on Flon Bolei.

He was waiting for him to make a move.

He was observing how long Flon Bolei could maintain his composure.

It wasn’t until "[Godspeed]" was used by Reiger and Rom was about to be cut down by his blade, that Flon could no longer keep watching calmly and decisively intervened.

This move clearly showed his formidable strength.

"To be able to block my ’[Godspeed]’ so effortlessly, the contemporary Sword Saint of the Sword Saint Family is indeed as renowned as they say,"

Reiger gave such an assessment.

"The feeling is mutual," Flon remained expressionless and said, "Underneath the fame, there lies true ability. Thunder Light Sword Saint is indeed as powerful as the rumors say. If someone thinks that just because you are young and a newly appointed Sword Saint they can underestimate you, then that person would surely die a miserable death, wouldn’t they?"

After some thought, Flon even added this statement.

"You are even stronger than I imagined, and I am quite surprised."

"To think that you are also a Tactical Level Magician capable of using incredible spatial magic, it comes to mind that if you were to go all out here, you would be able to demonstrate even more terrifying combat power than now."

"Your power is neither inferior to mine nor to that of the old Sword Saint."

"Even though you are young, I must admit, you already have the qualifications to compete for the position of the strongest in the kingdom."

This astonishing evaluation not only changed the expressions of everyone present, but also caused Hemulinp’s expression to change several times.

They looked at Reiger, his excessively youthful face shocking them beyond measure.

This was the evaluation from the contemporary Borlay Family Sword Saint!

As a being also capable of vying for the position of the strongest in the kingdom, since he believed Reiger had strength not inferior to his own, not inferior to that of the old Sword Saint, capable of contending for the strongest, it was enough to show that Reiger’s strength had been underestimated by everyone.

Just as Flon had said, though he was young, his strength was indeed terrifying.

The people present had to admit that this overly young Sword Saint had truly reached the pinnacle of the kingdom, and even ordinary Sword Saints had to bow their heads in his presence.

This fact made many people feel uneasy.

Especially Hemulinp, who was already somewhat regretful.

He regretted that perhaps he should not have had a conflict with Reiger.

What incredible potential?

What boundless prospects?

Even now, this overly young Sword Saint already possessed astonishing strength, enough to suppress all doubts, all hostility, and all opponents.

Was it really the right choice to have a conflict with such a person, to stand on the opposite side?

Such thoughts began to stir in Hemulinp’s heart.

He suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake this time.

But, at this stage, it was too late to say anything.

"For the head of the kingdom’s knights to make such a comment, it’s indeed flattering."

Speaking such words, however, Reiger’s expression was unusually calm, even excessively so.

"So, you’re my next opponent then?"

A single sentence returned the tense atmosphere.

But Flon shook his head.

"I do want to test your sword; after all, your swordsmanship is interesting." Flon stated indifferently, "Unfortunately, not under these circumstances."

The underlying meaning in Flon’s words, for some reason, was understood by everyone present.

He meant that, being suppressed by the "Light of the Celestial Pillar," unable to use magic, and not being able to exert his full strength, such a handicapped opponent was not what he desired.

He did want to confront Reiger, but he wasn’t interested in fighting a restricted Reiger.

If Reiger were not suppressed by the "Light of the Celestial Pillar" at the moment, he would certainly not pass up this battle.

The Sword Saint Family’s swordsmen are such; they are deeply passionate about the sword. Generations strive to train themselves, to sharpen their swordsmanship, not willing to take shortcuts to become Sword Saints, but choose the most straightforward, the most troublesome, yet the most direct challenges to achieve their goals.

Albert Bolei was such a person, aiming to challenge a thousand true swordsmen, to defeat them all, and through this method, hone himself and eventually achieve the position of Sword Saint.

Flon Bolei was naturally the same.

As a swordsman, he longed for formidable enemies, powerful opponents, and was eager to witness exquisite swordsmanship.

Reiger, without a doubt, was an opponent he recognized, and just from watching nearby, his blood had already begun to boil.

Despite Flon Bolei appearing so composed, in reality, he was cool outside but passionate inside.

But because of that, Flon would not accept, would not accept fighting an opponent who was being restricted and handicapped.

"There will be a battle between us, rather, I want to challenge you."

Ignoring the astonishment of others, Flon Bolei spoke to Reiger like this.

"But not now. I’ll wait until you can perform at full strength before I learn from you."

After speaking, Flon turned towards Hemulinp.

"Your Majesty," Flon actually spoke to Hemulinp, "may I ask you to lift the detention of Princess Nine?"

Upon hearing these words, not just Hemulinp, everyone present was somewhat shocked.

"What did you say?"

Hemulinp’s face darkened, looking somewhat unpleasant.

"I said, please, Your Majesty, lift the detention of Princess Nine." Flon ignored Hemulinp’s expression and said calmly, "Although I do not know what happened, after all, Princess Nine has already become a attendant of Lord Brilliant. Your Majesty disregarding the will of a promising Sword Saint and arbitrarily detaining someone’s attendant is already quite unreasonable."

"Not to mention, for a princess, an attendant, to antagonize such a powerful Sword Saint for the kingdom, it is truly unwise."

"As the current head of the Bolelei family, the leader of the kingdom’s knights, I ask Your Majesty to reconsider whether this is indeed beneficial for the kingdom."

"If it is not, then I can only ask Your Majesty to forgive me, as I cannot unsheathe my sword here."

As he spoke, Flon actually sheathed his sword and stepped aside, appearing as if he would not stop Reiger even if the latter took action again.

"You..."

Hemulinp’s expression instantly turned even uglier.

Just then, Felas also spoke up.

"I also ask Your Majesty to reconsider."

Felas smiled and began to speak,

"Although the behavior may be somewhat extreme, Lord Brilliant simply wanted to retrieve his attendant, a request that is fair and sensible. It would be difficult to convince us if the kingdom were to oppose him because of this."

"Since Princess Nine has already left the palace, there is really no reason for Your Majesty to detain her arbitrarily."

"Please lift the detention of Princess Nine, Your Majesty, and let these young people meet again."

Felas’s words unexpectedly delighted Yuri standing nearby.

"The Headmaster..."

Yuri was surprised and very pleased that Felas was willing to speak up for them.

Facing this situation, Hemulinp finally fell silent.

Now, he was truly in a difficult position.