Chapter 1887 – Super Long Spear
The next day, at the Knight Competition venue, the competition had entered its fourth round. The knights still participating were all powerhouses, capable of being granted land by any noble.
However, today there was an interruption. One of the thirty-two qualifiers did not show up. This person was, of course, Little Elaine. He should have arrived at the venue by now, but he was likely in disguise, hiding among the spectators.
One person not showing up wasn’t unusual. In previous rounds, not everyone had been present. It was usually assumed they forfeited, as not everyone wanted to continue, and it was normal for injured participants to withdraw.
But with the number of contestants dwindling, one less person was quite noticeable. Seeing Little Elaine absent, the Count of Deep Lake City, seated in the VIP section, wore a meaningful smile.
In reality, Little Elaine wasn’t particularly important. Anyone could see his fundamental strength was poor, far below the level required for the Top Thirty-two. In the previous round, he had fortunately been matched with a weak opponent and only won thanks to a surprise three-hit Wind Blade attack.
After a short wait, the competition announcer declared the start of the matches. If Little Elaine still hadn’t arrived by the allotted time, he would be officially disqualified.
This time, all the girls from my side were present. Lorna and Via, as usual, hid within my body and shadow. Giselle and Sherris sat on the outside with us. However, between us sat three individuals whose auras were jarringly out of place.
Leo Man also arrived, bringing the twins with her. We bumped into them outside the arena. According to them, Older Brother Jayad had invited them to watch the competition yesterday.
What a foolish brother! Had he considered how awkward it would be for us and those three nuns to sit together once he went to compete? Especially since he’d come up with another even worse idea: we should sit with a gap of one person between us.
Consequently, Younger Sister Nun and Sherris were glaring at each other, while Giselle exuded killing intent directed at Leo Man. Leo Man, however, simply smiled, and the tension between them seemed to escalate.
Only the atmosphere between Sister Nun and me was relatively pleasant. I inquired about their well-being and received a reply that they were fine. Then, we discussed our cooperation the other day, and she thanked me for my rescue.
Meanwhile, Leo Man and Giselle were on the verge of sparks flying. They hardly knew each other, and Leo Man had even been involved in hunting Giselle. Moreover, unlike Sherris, who tried to conceal her Undead aura, Giselle’s killing intent was blatant, making the surrounding guests feel a chill.
Leo Man said with a cold smile, “So, you’re the killer girl. Since you’ve become Jayad’s girl, you should learn some manners. Didn’t Parul teach you well?”
Giselle’s temper flared instantly. She gritted her teeth and retorted, “I am not Jayad’s girl, and I don’t need Parul to teach me!”
“Don’t worry, I don’t mind teaching you myself,” Leo Man chuckled, seemingly unfazed by Giselle’s chilling killing intent.
I worried they would start fighting right there. Based on my calculations, Leo Man would definitely lose to Giselle in her human form. To win, she would have to activate her newly learned Angel Form.
However, that would cause chaos in the arena, or rather, their fight itself would cause a commotion, and we would become the targets.
“You two, calm down. Have you forgotten what Brother said? We need to get along,” I said, standing up as they were about to fight.
“Hmph!” Giselle snorted and turned her head away, seemingly listening to me.
Leo Man, however, smiled and wanted to say more. Sister Nun also intervened, “Sister Leo Man, forget it, forget what Elder said before?”
Upon hearing this, Leo Man fell silent. I breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, I saw another girl who had a crush on Older Brother Jayad approaching – it was Bailing Ding.
Fortunately, she wasn’t here to stir up trouble. In fact, her words diffused the situation. She walked over and said, “Mr. Safah asked Miss Parul to come over.”
“Has Safah already recovered?” I asked in surprise. In fact, when I visited Amelia’s Clinic yesterday, I heard he had been discharged. I had assumed he simply found it unbearable to stay in the hospital and was recuperating at home.
In my past life’s normal hospitals, someone with Safah’s injuries would not be discharged before a full recovery.
However, Amelia’s clinic was not a regular hospital, and she was not a normal doctor. She gave her patients complete freedom of choice. If they wanted to be hospitalized, they could; if they wanted to be discharged, they could. They could even choose their own treatments and medications, including some that were ethically prohibited.
With the clinic overcrowded, Safah requesting to be discharged was exactly what Amelia wanted. After his discharge, his luxurious ward could be converted into a dormitory ward with at least six beds.
Bailing Ding’s arrival was perfectly timed, and it suited me as well. I quickly said, “Let’s go then. We’ll go visit him. Sherris, Giselle, come with me.”
Sherris had long wanted to escape the two clusters of Holy Light and quickly stood up to follow me. Giselle also walked over without a word. The two groups then parted ways.
We were heading to the VIP room prepared for Safah. On the way, I saw Albrisque entering the arena. His opponent was a very powerful Spear Master who only used a spear and no mount, reportedly using an ordinary warhorse in previous battles.
He wielded a Super Long Spear, about three meters long, with impressive skill. Powerful magic intertwined with the spear, making his presence even more awe-inspiring.
The Spear Master was very popular, and a crowd cheered for him as he entered. He had many supporters, and his Spear Techniques were indeed beautiful. Not wearing armor and clad only in a neat and crisp blue commander’s uniform, he possessed an elegant demeanor.
According to the introduction, he was a Major General from Castile and the commander of the Iberian Great Formation. At the age of thirty, he was still very young with a bright future, hence his high popularity.
In contrast, Albrisque was less well-known, but he also had a considerable number of supporters. As a local of Cando City, many natives knew him and cheered for him.
“Lord Albrisque, you also wield a long weapon. How about we have a good old-fashioned white bladed combat?” the Major General said heartily with a laugh.
The fourth round had no restrictions, with both sides determining victory based on their abilities. Albrisque’s weapon was a Double Headed Greatsword, which could indeed be considered a long weapon.
Furthermore, although the Major General was skilled with the Super Long Spear, his success in passing the heavily restricted third round indicated that his proficiency with other weapons was also good, with no weaknesses.
“Alright!” Albrisque replied. He brought his Double Headed Greatsword together, accepting the Major General’s challenge.
