Chapter 635 Pink-haired Girl
“Young Lady, what are you saying, Kalis Sword Technique?”
The girl’s surprised voice caused Ophi, who was by the windowsill, clenching her little fists to cheer for Azer and was in a tense situation under Kaino’s sudden sword strike, to turn around. Ig also turned his face, looking at her in confusion.
Kalis Sword Technique, this was a sword technique lineage inherited in the Peka Kingdom, quite an ancient one. Even now, many sword apprentices chose to study it… Even Ig himself had learned it.
However, Ig did not see any resemblance to what Verafia had said in Kaino’s sword strike just now.
“Kalis Sword Technique, yes, but, not entirely…”
Verafia blinked her eyes, the surprise in her golden pupils slightly concealed, but the peculiar expression on her snow-white delicate face still lingered. She lightly nodded her butterfly head, then shook her head.
It was not as Ig suspected. Having immersed herself in swordsmanship for her entire life, she would never mistake it.
However, this did not mean that Kaino’s swordsmanship originated from a move of the Kalis Sword Technique, or that it was a sword technique created based upon it… This was indeed a completely different and new sword technique. However, Verafia had still glimpsed traces of the Kalis Sword Technique in the fleeting moment that just passed.
“Could it be that the person who taught Kaino swordsmanship is also skilled in the Kalis Sword Technique… No, even more so, their swordsmanship should be based on the Kalis Sword Technique, or they themselves are accomplished masters of this sword technique.”
Verafia lowered her small face, her delicate eyebrows lightly furrowed. Her slender little hand touched her cheek, and she couldn’t help but think in her heart.
But in everyone’s mouths, Kaino’s teacher was the Knight Commander of the Inquisition, Trist… Verafia had seen that Knight with her own eyes, and she could be sure that Sir Trist was not from the Peka Kingdom or Agrand.
“Then… does this mean that there is someone else behind Kaino?”
Her golden eyes rippled slightly. Verafia, holding her cheeks with her little hands, her gaze fell on Kaino, who was fighting fiercely with Azer, wielding his sword and raising his arm. Her eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow.
Kalis Sword Technique was an ancient sword technique inheritance from Peka. Even if a swordsman from the Aer Continent happened to learn it, it would not leave such traces on his swordsmanship style… Could it be that the person behind Kaino was also from her homeland, from Peka?
“If that’s the case… then, what exactly would that person’s objective and intentions be?”
Verafia couldn’t help but fall into thought again. The sacred relic of the Flame Goddess, the terrifying giant creature appearing in the ice ocean, the strange deity after the frost calamity, and the mysterious person who seemed to come from Peka… All of this made Verafia feel more complicated and difficult to decipher.
As the girl was thinking, below the stage, the battle between the red-haired young man and Kaino was like a storm and a downpour, and it had been extremely fierce from the beginning!
The cold air was torn to pieces by the sword qi, and the gale rushed in. Azer suddenly raised his pupils, and a flash of bright sword light, like a comet falling from the sky, descended!
In the broken demonic power, a violent sound erupted, and a new round of confrontation between Azer and Kaino broke out.
“No… Azer seems to be no match for him!”
The Ice Dragon Girl, who was clenching her fists and watching nervously, raised her little face anxiously. Her big eyes were staring nervously at the scene in the arena, where sword light and demonic power intertwined and tore at each other fiercely.
Ig held the girl’s little hand. At this moment, Verafia also raised her small head again. She made no sound, but the words expressed in her eyes were clear.
Both Azer and Kaino were at the Platinum level, but in terms of demonic power strength, Kaino, who was older, undoubtedly had the upper hand. Moreover, the demonic power released by the young knight even surprised Ig.
Although Azer was adopted by the old Count of Vinash, he had left the castle when he was still a sword apprentice. Most of the swordsmanship he learned was in the Inquisition, and the most powerful sword techniques were no more than those taught by Sir Trist.
Facing Kaino, who also had Trist as his teacher, this point actually became a disadvantage.
In the battle, Azer was almost completely suppressed into a disadvantage. It wasn’t until the opponent was almost at his body that his defensive sword was heavily knocked away by the sword light spreading from Kaino’s sword, and then he was counter-attacked.
Under the demonic power that erupted like a volcanic tide, Azer was sent flying by a sword strike. The sharp sword rose, tearing the already damaged black robe, cutting through the leather armor, and leaving wounds on the young man’s body.
Afterward, the terrifying demonic power surge, like a storm and a tidal wave, heavily impacted his body.
“This, this!”
Ophi, holding Niya, turned her head, unable to bear to watch. Verafia slightly raised her golden eyes.
All the spectators in the arena also let out exclamations.
However, there was not much anxiety or worry, because this was a competition presided over by a Saint Rank expert, so they did not need to worry about casualties.
Moreover, Azer and Kaino were not related to them, so there was no need to care about the outcome of either of them. They only needed to enjoy the fierce competition.
Suddenly, Verafia’s gaze in her golden eyes paused slightly.
It was a slender and exquisite young girl figure. Her fair and delicate little hands were gripping the railing heavily. It seemed that due to the force, her slender finger joints were slightly exposed.
“She is…”
Verafia’s gaze revealed a hint of confusion, and she couldn’t help but examine the girl carefully.
Even from the girl’s turned side profile, one could imagine how beautiful she was… Soft, light blue hair with a touch of pink brushed past the girl’s slender shoulders. She wore a snow-white silk, wide and exquisite butterfly knot hairband that reached down to her soft waist.
The pink-haired girl’s delicate body was adorned with a seemingly light white long dress. The expensive fabric did not lack exquisite design, and the hem was inlaid with gold trim. While showcasing the girl’s youthful and beautiful appearance, it also revealed a sense of noble purity.
“This girl… seems to be dressed up seriously. Is she a young lady from a noble family? But why is she only appearing on the ordinary stands…”
Verafia showed a hint of confusion.
The pink-haired girl’s attire was not a luxurious or gaudy evening gown, but at least she had dressed up seriously… However, such knight competitions were not social venues.
Moreover, there were no companions beside her. She was alone and had no need to display her own beauty.
It was as if she just wanted to dress up beautifully to please herself. But it was happening in the arena on such an occasion… Could it be because she had been suppressed for a long time and wanted to relax?
“Moreover, the expression this young girl is showing… is completely different from others. Just now, like Little Fei, was she worried because of Azer?”
