Romuona held her sword with both hands while Julius held his sword with one hand. The two of them took a step forward and slowly approached each other.
Their current appearance did indeed look like a duel between nobles. However, the two of them were not nobles. They did not have luxurious clothing or gorgeous weapons. They only had two rather exquisite wooden weapons.
Lulunaka had already retreated and stood on top of her mobile workshop. She looked down at everything that was about to happen. If the two people below were slaves, then she was the slave master who was enjoying the upcoming battle.
When the two wooden swords were about to collide, Romuona raised her weapon and rushed forward. She slashed down at Julius's head.
Her speed was very fast, so fast that it looked like a sudden sneak attack.
Julius did not stupidly watch the wooden sword hit his head. He raised the wooden short sword in his hand and blocked it.
Romuiona's and Julius's weapons clashed against each other, and the wood made a loud and clear sound.
Romuona did not insist on using her strength to suppress Julius. Although this was the simplest method, she did not do so. Instead, she continued to raise her wooden broadsword and hit the short sword that Julius was using to protect his head several times. Every hit was fast and powerful, full of momentum, and made 'ka ka ka' sounds.
This scene looked a bit funny, but the people involved probably did not think so.
Although Julius was protecting his head, every time Romuona's wooden broadsword slashed down, it made him complain in his heart.
Every time Romuona hit, the muscles in his hands trembled. The impact made his palms faintly hurt.
Julius could not help but take a few steps back. He was not ready in his heart when he welcomed Romuona's rapid and concentrated attacks.
Romuona also went forward. This time, she did not aim at Julius's head, but at his side.
Julius quickly put down his short sword and protected his side, blocking her attack again.
Romuona would not give up because of this. She turned to the other side. Julius switched his weapon and continued to defend against Romuona's attacks.
The fierce battle below was playing out. Lulunaka had already sat down and was watching with great interest. As for why she was happy, probably no one knew. At least, the two people below did not have the leisure to guess.
Pasta, who was leaning against the door, could roughly guess what Lulunaka was thinking. However, he could not understand Lulunaka's thoughts.
"How youthful, how nice it is to be young …" Lurunaka muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear as she watched the two of them sparring.
Looking at Julius and Romuona, she remembered some things from the past.
She had forgotten when it was. She was also standing at a high place, looking at the two people below who were competing.
One was a young man full of vigor, the other was a half-elf girl with dark skin. The two of them each held a piece of rotten wood and were entangled in battle.
At that time, there was a girl who was studying magic sitting beside Lulunaka.
Now, the girl who was studying magic was no longer here. As for the two people below, one was no different from being dead, and the other was no longer here, invested in the life she wanted.
Thinking about this, Lulunaka did not feel sad because of this. She only felt a little lonely.
To her, pain was only a temporary thing, but loneliness was eternal.
When Julius and Romuona finally stopped, a long time had passed.
Lulunaka did not say anything to stop them. They separated themselves and stood on each side.
Both of them were gasping for breath, their foreheads were dripping with sweat. Only now did they have the leisure to wipe their sweat.
Lulunaka stretched out her small hands and clapped, "Amazing, what a wonderful duel. If it did not happen in this broken courtyard, but in the arena, it would probably get more cheers."
"There is no arena."
Romuona said, "Those places that can be called arenas have become ruins that no one takes care of."
Lulunaka patted her head, "It seems to be like this, I forgot.
When I just returned to the King's Castle, I wanted to go to those places to see if there were any Beast Fighters and fierce beasts fighting to the death. When I went there, I found that they had become a pile of bricks and tiles. There was nothing left. "Speaking of this, Lulunaka sighed," There is nothing left, what a pity. "
"What's so good about that kind of bloodthirsty game?" Julius raised his head and looked at Lulunaka.
After living in the King's Castle for a period of time, and with Rei as his guide, Julius also knew some of the history of the King's Castle. The story of the Beast Fighting Arena, he heard it from Rei.
"There will always be people who like this kind of cruel game, especially the rich nobles who have nothing to do."
Lulunaka said, "Of course, I am not rich, nor am I a noble, but I also like that kind of game."
Julius shook his head and did not say anything.
Lulunaka was such a strange person. If he competed with her, she might be happier, and she might even torture him according to her mood.
"I don't like that kind of game."
Romuona said, "Even if there is no Beast Fighting Arena, there will always be someone who holds something similar … Someone is famous in the King's Castle because of this." Speaking of this, Romuona looked at Pasta.
The person she was talking about was naturally Padding who used to have the identity of a Silver Knight.
However, Padding was no longer Padding, but had a funny name, Pasta. And she, Romuona, was no longer the Romuona of the past.
"I also don't like that kind of thing."
Pasta said, "But when I came to the King's Castle for the first time, when I had nothing, I had to think of a way to live my life."
"Even if you are a Silver Knight?"
"Even if I am a Silver Knight, I still need to eat."
Pasta replied, "Not to mention, a knight like me who betrayed the Church and banished myself, is just a beautiful title compared to a mercenary."
Romuona did not say anything else, and stabbed the wooden broadsword in her hand into the ground.
After sparring with Julius, she felt that her underwear was soaked. Although it would not make her sick, the discomfort still existed.
"Is this enough?" Romuona looked at Lulunaka, "If this can satisfy you."
Lulunaka nodded, "Of course I am satisfied, Romuona.
You have become very strong, completely beyond my imagination, my friend. "