Whatever the reason for the fight, it was an interesting pastime for the nobles present.

Intelligent beings are born with a penchant for watching savage battles, and the self-proclaimed noble High Elves are no exception.

On the outskirts of Silvermoon City there was a Colosseum and a gladiatorial arena, which the nobles occasionally visited to watch at their leisure.

In the eyes of most nobles who don't know the inside story, this royal duel is just entertainment, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses, as long as the fight is exciting enough.

But in the eyes of stakeholders such as the Sun King and Darkan, this duel can be seen as the first head-to-head game between the Sun King and the nascent Silver Moon Council.

Anastria didn't know much about Mattis Firehawk, but had only heard of the name by accident...... In intelligence related to the Sarean.

Looking at the immobile Sarren, Mattis could not find any flaws in his seemingly ordinary posture.

Mattis's face was full of battle, and his expression was clearly reflected by the glittering twin swords.

"Half-elf, I've been waiting for this battle for 10 years, 10 years! Do you know how I've spent the past 10 years? ”

Before Salian could reply, the barrage began to peel up first.

"Playing with the Blue Moon?"

"Grass! Don't be funny, there's a picture. ”

"Slag Radiance .jpg"

Sarren tilted his head in confusion: "Who are you?" ”

"Huh?!"

Mattis was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed in annoyance, "I'm Mattis Flame Eagle!" Don't you remember me! ”

"Hmmm......"

Sarean rummaged through his memory, but couldn't find anyone who matched the face.

"Sorry, I don't remember."

"You!"

Mattis, who was originally high-spirited, collapsed on the spot.

He remembered the "old enemy" for 10 years, but the other party didn't take him seriously at all, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

"Heh~ha! I'll admit, you're! ”

"If you did it on purpose, congratulations, you've achieved your goal!"

Mattis struggled to adjust his breath, staring at Sarren's eyes sharpened.

"I'll use the weapon in my hand to remind you, take it!"

Wind-based spells simulated by arcane magic haunted Matisse, speeding up his movements for a certain amount of time.

As Mattis kicked off with his right foot, Sarjan clenched his swords and roared, and the crimson ripples of anger quickly spread outward around him.

"Sun thief! Grandpa is here! ”

Matthis: "??? ”

"Hahaha! No, I'm going to die laughing! ”

"Which of you taught this nonsense? I would like to say...... Well done! ”

"I really use the battle roar as a mockery, 6 get a batch."

The words that Salian shouted were in translated Salas, and of course Mattis could understand them.

"Damn!"

Matiss, who received a good upbringing from an early age, could not swear at all, and his vocabulary of swearing was extremely poor.

"Bell!"

The glittering longsword collided with Sarren's greatsword, and their bodies shook at the same time.

Mattis felt the force of the shock coming from the weapon, and his heart, which had been a little drumming, suddenly calmed down.

'His strength can't crush me, he can!' ’

The more experienced Sarjan quickly stabilized his position, and Mattis only took half a step back.

Just as Sarjan was about to take advantage of the victory, Mattis, who had not yet gained a foothold, sliced another longsword in his left hand horizontally, blocking Sarjan's counterattack intentions.

However, in this backward stance, it is difficult for Mattis to exert full force.

Stopping and slashing with the middle of the greatsword to catch the long sword, Sarjan exploded the moment the weapons of the two sides collided.

The left-handed sword that Mattheis used to block was unsurprisingly forcefully swung away.

The sharp magic sword left a small gap in the blade of the poor quality Phoenix Greatsword, but Sarren didn't care.

"Who says a sword without a blade is not lethal?"

"Whew!"

The powerful vertical slash made Mattis's face change drastically, and he mobilized the magic power in his body as quickly as possible.

"Flash!"

A burst of blue-purple arcane light flashed in front of Sarjan's eyes, and Mattis appeared behind him in a small area across space, and the magic sword in his right hand turned around and stabbed straight ahead, and the tip of the sword erupted blue-purple arcane missiles.

"Heh~ It's really the same three, there is no surprise."

Accurately retracted the phoenix sword, and carried the broad sword body behind him in the posture of retracting the sword and returning it to the sheath, just blocking the "sneak attack" from Mattis's back.

Lotherma, who was watching the battle, raised her eyebrows in some surprise: "How do you feel...... Sarren had fought this man before, as if he knew everything about his moves? ”

"No, no, no."

Haduron waved his hand and said, "I don't know if Sarren and Mattis Flame Eagle have had a holiday before, but I can be sure that he can easily crack each other's moves, not because he has fought him before, but because he knows too much about the shooting habits of the magic swordsman profession." ”

"Where do you think the name of the Salian War Maniac came from? It was fought by him in battle after battle, and the demon swordsman that kid had fought against was definitely no less than double digits. ”

Haduron tugged at the corners of his mouth gloatingly: "If this matisse didn't have some fresh routines, there would be no suspense in this battle." ”

"Bang!"

Deflecting Mattis's attack, Sarjan kicked the ground and bounced high from the ground with his back to the enemy.

Amid the exclamations of the surrounding aristocratic audience, Sarren flew like a cannonball to a white jade pillar in the venue, turning over in mid-air to adjust his posture.

"Boom!"

While stepping on the pillar, Sarian unleashed his charge skill and rushed forward in front of Mattis again in a frontal impact in just one second.

At this time, Mattis had just turned his body, and he only had time to put his twin swords in front of his chest to make a defensive move.

"Bell!!"

Another exchange of weapons.

The result of this collision was completely different from the previous one, and Mattis, who thought he had figured out the details of Sarren, was slashed upside down by this powerful blow.

'How is that possible! Could it be that this guy is deliberately ......'

"Grass, it's a showdown, I won't act, my lord's strength is stronger than you."

"Poor boy, the flowers in the greenhouse, have not yet been beaten by reality, and have been crushed by this old fritter of Sarren in terms of combat experience and intelligence."

His feet hung in the air for a while before he landed steadily, and the surprised Mattis staggered several steps in embarrassment, finally stopping his backward momentum.

"Whew!"

The twin swords inserted into the marble floor drew two long marks, and Mattiss, who had stopped, gasped heavily, and his eyes showed a look of palpitation.

"Oh, I remember."

Saljan casually carried the unedged phoenix greatsword on his shoulder, and looked thoughtfully at the half-kneeling enemy.

"You, you fought with me when you were a kid, right? I remember the bridge of your nose ......"

"Shut up!"

Matisse drank angrily before Sarren finished speaking, but the meaning of his words was obvious enough, and the nobles watching the battle began to whisper, and from time to time they could hear a chuckle in a low voice.

"That's right!"

Mattis blushed and yelled, "We lost both sides in that battle, but this time, I must defeat you completely!" ”

"Lose-lose?"

Sarian scratched his head suspiciously: "I am indeed injured, but you can still be beaten down by four to one...... Are you sure it's a lose-lose situation? ”

"Ah, this ......"

"I'm starting to sympathize with this kid, and my childhood nightmare is about to come back."

"233, it turns out that Sarren has been a demon king of the world since he was a child?"

"It's normal, it's strange to be in Silvermoon City as a half-elf, and not to be targeted."

"If they are perceived as weak and bullied, they will become even more aggressive, and Sarean can only fight back with strong means to let the enemy know that he is not easy to mess with."

"It's called ending war with war."

Behind Darkan, Pang's expression changed slightly.

"So, this junior of the Yanying family is one of the descendants of the great nobles who were beaten by that half-elf at the beginning?"

Darkan: "...... Yes, read on. ”

His face was very calm, but Darkan's psychology was very helpless, and he was very dissatisfied with this one-sided battle.

'Haven't you grown much in the last 10 years?' I can't even dig out the details of that kid, useless waste! ’