"Bold words! Let me introduce myself properly. I am Martis, swordsman of the Crimson Blades Academy! I've fought in the Tournament, the Raxus Trials and many other trials of the tournament, and even the Iron Valley Duels. And still—no one has broken me. Not once."
"That is why, our family was the he appointed as the Council of Clan for many years"
The crowd roared louder at his declaration. The name of Crimson Blades Academy carried weight. Many in the audience murmured in awe.
Edwin, however, was unmoved. His eyes blazed with determination.
"Then I'll be the first one to defeat you."
Martis swung again, and Edwin dodged, striking quickly at the exposed joint of Martis's elbow.
The blade slipped in, leaving a shallow cut. Martis hissed, eyes narrowing.
"You little—!" He twisted, trying to smash Edwin with the pommel of his sword. Edwin spun back
just in time, the strike whistling past his face.
