Arthur wore a simple leather armor and a pair of leather wrist guards. His face was covered in slash wounds and he also had a gnarly scar on the left side of his face that exposed his teeth.

    With one look on his face, anyone could tell how he had lived his life.

    Because of his scar, Arthur spoke with a weird voice, but no one dared to make fun of him.

    They had seen how he had defeated his opponents in the earlier match. He overwhelmed them with sheer power alone!

    Arthur''s main weapon was a giant mace, but it was too dangerous to use in this competition so he used a two-handed broadsword instead. Even though he didn''t use his main weapon, he still managed to defeat his opponents without difficulty.

    As soon as their battle began, Dylann took the initiative to attack.

    He brandished his longsword, causing a sharp ''whooshing'' sound in the air.

    My sword has a longer reach. I need to use this to my advantage and not let him land a heavy blow on me.

    Dylann was aware of his opponent''s power.

    He wanted to end the fight as quickly as possible.

    However...

    Arthur wasn''t your average warrior. He had faced numerous enemies on the battlefield and he had already mastered the ability to react in any situation.

    He expertly blocked Dylann''s longsword with precise maneuvers.

    Clang! Clang! Clang!

    The latter''s longsword couldn''t even touch Arthur''s armor.

    Arthur was like a mountain, steady and firm.

    No matter how hard Dylann pushed his sword, he couldn''t force Arthur to take a step back.

    In the end, Arthur capitalized on Dylann''s decreasing momentum to make a counterattack.

    After less than ten moves, Dylann was forced to concede.@@@@

    Alaric chuckled at his words.

    "I will be honored to fight you at your best." He muttered.

    After exchanging some words, the two went into battle position.

    Soon, the two moved at the same time and clashed.

    Clang! Clang!

    The loud collision of their weapons echoed within the banquet hall.

    When they clashed, Arthur finally realized why a Knight with decades of experience like Anthony was defeated at the hands of Alaric.

    No wonder he won against Sir Anthony. What a fearsome swordsmanship!

    Now that he had experienced it for himself, he found out the horror of Alaric''s swordsmanship. It was beautiful, precise, and strong.

    He thought that he would be able to overwhelm Alaric with his brute force, but the guy always managed to deflect or block his broadsword without showing any signs of difficulty.

    How is he so strong at this age?!

    Meanwhile, Alaric was enjoying their battle.

    There is no technique behind his sword, just pure brute force. His fighting style is just like his personality, simple and fierce.

    I want this guy!

    Alaric had a strong desire to have Arthur in the household.

    It wasn''t just because of his skills, but also because of his honest personality. He might be old, but age won''t stop someone''s potential, especially someone like Arthur who has a firm and determined heart.

    "If I defeat you here, please work for me!" Alaric didn''t hesitate to voice out his intentions.

    Arthur raised his eyebrows upon hearing his words.

    "Then you better give it your all, my lord!"