10 Roanmad Clans Gathering (1/2)

Usually, after Yale finished the class, Swordmad gave him some advice and Yale returned to his room. However, the same day Yale finished the fourth Dynamic Quest, Swordmad said something else.

”You have been training with me for some time, in the next month's Clan's Gathering you should do an exhibition battle and show your progress to the everyone.”

The Clan's Gathering was something that happened once per year, and it was normal for some youngsters to show their abilities in exhibition battles. However, Yale didn't expect that Swordmad wanted him to show off.

”All right, I won't disappoint master.”

Yale didn't have any reasons to refuse; he also wanted to test himself against others.

Yale continued training until the day of the Clan's Gathering, but his stats and skills remained the same.

Yale went to the Clan's Gathering in a very good mood, not because of the exhibition battle but because his big sister would come back.

The Clan's Gathering was considered quite simple there was a lot of food and alcohol for the adults, the only exciting part was the younger generations exhibition battles.

Yale took a wooden sword with him to use in the exhibition battle; real weapons were of course forbidden, the objective wasn't to harm the opponent both participants should stop just before actually hitting the other.

Yale didn't eat anything and went to a corner; he didn't like being surrounded by a lot of people.

”Yale!”

A cute voice said while Yale suddenly got hugged. That person was Ange, Yale's big sister.

She was almost twelve years old, her face was very gentle and had a long dark brown hair which matched with her dark brown eyes.

When she was beside Yale it was easy to tell that they were siblings, Yale's hair was short and disordered but the color was the same, and their facial features were also similar, Yale could be considered a pretty boy.

Ange was sure that if Yale interacted more with the world outside the clan, he would become popular with girls, a pretty boy with a well-trained body was something that a lot of girls liked. Of course, Yale was still a kid and wasn't interested in those things yet, but Ange liked to tease him.

”You have become more handsome after training your body, would you like big sister to introduce you to my friend's little sister? I'm sure you would like her.”

Yale quickly disapproved with his head, he wanted to focus on training, and as he didn't understand those matters, he didn't want to think about them.

Yale spoke with his sister until the exhibition battles begun, Yale's turn was the last, so he had a lot of time to see the other battles while waiting.

Yale had quite a good eye for battles after training with Swordmad for more than a half year, so he analyzed the battles carefully, and he felt confident to win against all of them in a one versus one battle, although not all the battles would be easy, in the end, Yale would win.

However, Yale's opponent was the only one Yale didn't feel confident to win against. Although Yale never saw him battling, the opponent was someone considered highly talented within the clan and was almost ten years old.

The others didn't dare to battle with him, but Swordmad wanted Yale to battle with the strongest among the younger generation.

That guy was named Blackor and was a recognized illegitimate son of the clan. Furthermore, he always disliked Yale and become very upset when Yale become an apprentice of Swordmad. It was important to say that Blackor and Yale never interacted before, Blackor's hate was only because of what he heard of Yale.

Blackor was quite tall for his age and had bulky muscles; he was a standard for a talented warrior, something that the clan valued a lot. Yale looked weaker than Blackor, but since he trained with Swordmad, everyone knew that they couldn't judge Yale by his looks.

Both entered the stage with wooden swords in hand, that battle was a battle of swordsmen.

”Lucky kid, after you lose today even your master would despise you.”

Blackor was a bully who looked down on everyone else and given his current status he didn't fear Yale.

”I'm not here to talk.”

Yale was unmoved by Blackor words; his only interest was to win the battle.

The battle started with both charging forward. Blackor had a better body build, but Yale's ability with the sword was greater than Blackor's.

Both exchanged blows without stop, but each time the swords clashed with each other, so the battle continued. Usually, the exhibition battles were quite quick, so this kind of battle was a rare sight.

The battle seemed balanced but Yale was in a disadvantage, his body couldn't compare with Blackor's body, and he couldn't go easy with such an opponent, Yale was getting exhausted.

Yale didn't want to lose, but he knew the condition of his own body. He had to bet the battle on a faint; he decided to deceive Blackor to land a hit.

Yale suddenly changed his direction startling Blackor and pointed the sword towards Blackor's neck. Feint successful.

”I win.”

After Yale stated his victory, he went back to his sister's side, without giving the fight any importance.

Fortunately, Blackor was a muscle brain and only knew to be straightforward in battle; he was very weak at feints and Yale could exploit his weakness.

However, Yale lacked the speed to do such a feint in front of Blackor at the start of the battle.

Yale had the feeling that he was almost at the point of increasing his agility and put his hopes in increasing it in the battle.