Chapter 119.2

Within the midsummer grasslands, I confronted off in opposition to Talvitt, a third-year pupil from Lapnas.

After asking for his identify, which I had lengthy forgotten, and confirming that this was certainly a duel, I posed an essential query.

“Earlier than we struggle, I must know. How did you determine that I’m a pupil of Cartilar?”

“It was only a hunch. You realize Harvis Lazfall, proper? The person who received the match three years in a row and left Serene undefeated. There’s a rumor {that a} first-year pupil has caught his eye. It’s one thing we all know nicely round right here.”

Was it due to the trade on the match?

The story should have unfold from that third-year pupil from Lapnas who fought Harvis two years in the past—now a fifth-year.

“I didn’t consider it. Harvis was overwhelmingly robust. There’s no means a first-year may get his consideration. However once I noticed you, I believed you could be the one.”

“Does anybody else know?”

“Since I wasn’t sure, it’s simply me.”

I felt relieved.

Lapnas has many nobles as nicely. It might be troublesome if my mother and father discovered, and I don’t need any pointless trouble.

“Please, maintain this to your self.”

“Very nicely. Now, are we accomplished with the small discuss?”

As he spoke, Talvitt readied his two-handed sword.

Usually, mock battles are fought with wood swords, however utilizing actual ones is okay.

I received’t get harm anyway.

Taking a step again, I drew my brief sword.

Talvitt was a person who appeared to have traded a few of his power for dexterity from Zelette.

With superior power and physique, he wielded heavy weapons with ease.

I effortlessly dodged his wild swings, and once I tripped him and pointed my sword at him as he fell, he knocked it away.

“Not but! I haven’t misplaced but!”

“You’ve misplaced. Twice now.”

Regardless of that, he saved slashing at me, so I jumped again to realize a ways.

“Sufficient. I’m leaving.”

As I turned my again and headed towards the gate, Talvitt adopted, shouting.

In the long run, it was again to the place we began earlier than the mock battle.

Talvitt saved shouting, “Struggle me,” in the summertime grasslands.

His noisy habits felt oddly nostalgic.

I had an identical expertise two years in the past.

What number of occasions was it again then? I fought so many occasions that I misplaced rely.

And in some way, I used to be starting to know Talvitt’s persona.

Although he retains shouting for a struggle, he by no means strikes once I go away my again uncovered.

He didn’t make a fuss when there have been many individuals round.

He’s a tough, self-centered man, however his nature isn’t all unhealthy.

I glanced again on the shouting Talvitt.

His enthusiasm was one thing, however—

Possibly I ought to train him that there’s all the time somebody higher.

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