Chapter 412 - The Tryouts (Part 1) (2/2)

”Hmph!” The spear user huffed. ”In a way, it greatly depends on your luck. Sometimes you will be put against someone who has never held a sword before. While others you could be going up against an Ex-Knight of Avrion.”

”Then that just means they weren't meant to be.” The sword user replied.

Watching the fight, Monk could clearly tell the two were amateurs, and most likely never held a sword in their life before. They were sloppy in their attacks, but surprisingly it seemed like they were both trying to win. Perhaps this would be the comfortable life they had wished for. Looking at them, he knew the old Avrion would have never taken them in.

They only took in those that showed promise from the young age of five. At least these two were given some chance.

The night finally came to an end, with a few of them having bruise marks. In the end, one of the participants just held the sword against the other's throat until he passed out, and one was declared the winner.

”Alright young one, your times up.” The sword user said. ”I put in a word, so they've allowed you to skip the queue.”

”Seriously,” Monk said unprepared for this type of thing.

”Just go, you don't need to worry.” The spear user said as he pushed Monk into the centre of the arena. When seeing Monk, the crowd watching looked in disappointment.

Although Monk was seventeen and nearly an a.d.u.l.t, he had always had a small frame and was shorter than others. This made everyone believe that he was a kid, and they ended up losing interest in the upcoming fight.

The next person to step into the ring was a slightly larger man, he was one of the very few who didn't have ragged clothing and looked like he had at least had a shower, unlike the others. When he picked up the wooden sword from the ground, he did a few practice swings showing off his skills.

The sound as the sword went through the air was impressive, and the swings looked fast.

”You were unlucky to go against me,” The man said as he began to charge up against him, ”I used to be a guard of Leberg City. Unfortunately due to being a little rough with a few prisoners I was told to leave.”

Monk picked up the sword and didn't say anything; he didn't do any fancy and just got into a fighting stance.

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