Chapter 228 (1/2)
Chapter 228
“Violet”
“Y- Yes, Your Grace?”
When Milton called her, Violet answered with surprise Milton gave her a co at her
“Take Trike with you and retreat quickly If Bianca sees hiht still be able to save him”
“What? But you…”
“Do as you’re told! That’s an order”
“Yes, sir Understood”
Even if they were husband and wife, a superior’s order was absolute on the battlefield At Milton’s coot off his horse and faced Duke Schweiker
“I’ll be your opponent”
“That’s fine”
When Milton faced Duke Schweiker, Duke Doht ently interrupted the Milton Forrest But…
“Duke Florian, stop”
Marquis Baker Gotham blocked hih… Uh”
Duke Florian stopped talking What shut hiaze of Duke Schweiker on his back Duke Schweiker hadn’t said anything nor had he pressured Duke Florian, but his gaze told hih Marquis Baker Gotham couldn’t see, he was the rasped the situation before anyone else
Soon, all the other Masters stopped fighting and left the field None of them dared to intervene when faced with Duke Schweiker’s overwhel presence and could only watch froht between Milton and Duke Schweiker
‘No matter how much I think about it, this is insane… But there’s no other way’
Milton took up a position in front of Duke Schweiker
“I adom”
“Christian Schweiker”
As soon as the self-introduction was coh with both hands
“My Lord! It’s too dangerous!”
When Jerome saw that, he tried to warn him But unlike Jero it
“Are you out of your mind?”
“Well, it’s not like I can run”
“Hahaha…”
Duke Schweiker laughed as he looked at Milton, then he took the same position as Milton
“Then I accept”
“Thank you”
In a blink of an eye, the twoeach other
“It’s dangerous How could he fight against Duke Schweiker?”
Jerome continued to look at Milton with a nervous look on his face
Milton had raised his sword high above his head with both hands - in other words, he was trying to strike down No other attack could coe his attack, it would be too slow Therefore, he has no other choice but to strike down - the strongest attack possible in the shortest distance
In other words, this was a one-shot battle The person who cuts first winsIf they were to cut their opponent at the sa the power of a Master’s blow, the loser would surely die
There was nothing erous, but Milton had his own plans That hy he was luring in his opponent with a victory like this It wasn’t like this was an opponent he could beat through a proper sword fight
Milton had already acknowledged that Schweiker’s swordsmanshi+p was no match for hi both Jerome and Violet
That hy he had created a situation where technique would have no place and turned it into a fight with pure strength Of course, if the opponent didn’t accept it, then it was pointless
But, Milton hadn’t even considered that possibility He was sure that Duke Schweiker would accept his proposition if only to save his face as the continent’s strongest
And now Milton carefully narrowed the distance between theh Duke Schweiker had the skill to let loose his Aura from a distance, it seemed like he planned to lower himself to Milton’s level And so, Milton was carefully narrowing the gap between hi the distance
“Hmph, he doesn’t have a chance”
Duke Florian scoffed at Milton’s actions He believed that Milton didn’t stand a chance With his level, Duke Florian was able to clearly see the difference between Milton and Duke Schweiker
And even at a glance, Duke Schweiker’s reach was er than Milton's The physical difference was clear and even if you compared their skill and swordsmanshi+p, Duke Schweiker was clearly better
If Milton wanted to win, then he had to attack first But not only did he have to attack before Duke Schweiker even began, but Milton also had to step forward to attack
But this was iainst the continental powerhouse that was Duke Christian Schweiker This was far ainst him
‘daonna die, why couldn’t you have died by my sword?’
Not only Duke Florian, but all the other Masters watching expected si the gap bit by bit, finally reached attacking distance
Duke Schweiker attacked first Without wavering, his sword silently fell like a single drop of water falling to the ground It was sheer perfection No other sword could have moved with that kind of skill or technique
Milton’s sword moved a bit later
‘Good!’
‘Duke Schweiker is fast’
In that short second, the Empire’s Masters were sure of their victory They believed Milton’s only chance of winning was to attack before Duke Schweiker did However, now that Duke Schweiker attacked first, the odds were sliht But…
CLANG!
That all changed when Milton and Duke Schweiker’s swords clashed against each other
‘No way?’
‘Power vs power?’