Chapter 205

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Chapter 205

Luna and Jane stood next to Caroline. They needed something to stand on to be as tall as Caroline. Luna, very naturally, rested her arm on Caroline’s shoulder. She had wanted to do this for a long time.

"When did our little fairy become so mean? Is it because of your dad’s allowance? Who taught her this?"

Jane shook her head. "Definitely not me. Based on her personality, it’s highly likely she secretly received training from someone."

It was widely known, even more than "Sylas being Maryland and the wild man’s illegitimate child," that Sauran entered Star Song Castle based on his relationship with old Sauran. The credibility of this rumor was much higher. Most of the students present didn’t respect him much, so when they heard someone openly saying this, it was like hearing the most interesting thing. People kept repeating, "That must be it!" "How much money did old Sauran spend to get him in?" "Having a rich dad is really nice."

This commotion attracted more and more people. Of course, some people asked about Sylas’s background. The replies they got were no different from "You don’t even know this!" "She has never lost in a duel" "She got a perfect score in a test and obtained all four colored silk threads" "She’s a little fairy" "She’s an unreachable top student." Everywhere, there were people informing those around them about the complex relationship between Sylas and Sauran, and the looks people gave Sylas were increasingly filled with astonishment and admiration.

The members of the Lily Knight Order are the proudest. Sylas is an Honorable Knight of the order, which is a collective honor. And now, the noble knight must challenge Sauran, who represents evil.

"Duel! Duel! Duel!"

"Quickly throw the white glove! What are you waiting for?"

"Make Sauran look good!"

"Sauran — scaredy cat — Sauran — scaredy cat–" Some troublemakers organized a chant, and there were people floating in front of the crowd, raising their arms to encourage everyone to shout this sentence together.

"Stop him quickly, don’t let him escape!"

Sauran was like a trapped animal, with sinister eyes fixed on Sylas and said menacingly, "Little girl, you will regret the words you said to me today."

"Does this imply that you want to escape, Teacher Sauran? What method are you planning to use to avoid a duel challenge from someone younger and weaker than you? Let me see?" Unlike her usual gentle state, Sylas’s gaze became very sharp, her slender eyebrows furrowed together, and deep green eyes blazed with flames, scorching Sauran.

Although everyone believed that the Dueling Law was an unavoidable single-person compulsory spell, it actually wasn’t. People who came from that era knew that both individuals had to agree to enter the duel (according to the second law of contract spells, unless the spell intensity was strong enough to "break through" the mental barrier, but why duel if there was such a huge gap in strength?). In short, if Sauran didn’t agree, the duel couldn’t take place.

However, the agreement conditions required by the Dueling Law were very, very vague. Sauran gritted his teeth and said, "Escape? No, you will pay the price!"

This was the moment they had been waiting for. Sylas quickly threw the white glove and shouted, "Let’s duel!"

The pale flames ignited from the white gloves, and the powders in the glass test tubes inside burst open one after another, creating different colors of light in the flames. The range of the flames slowly expanded, looking imposing yet silent. Sauran’s feet were consumed, and he screamed and jumped out. However, a yellow circle had already formed under his feet, rapidly expanding. The surrounding crowd retreated outside the circle, fearing being affected.

The commotion disrupted the formation a bit, but the crowd quickly adapted to their nature of enjoying watching, and a new concentric circle formed immediately. After the chaos, Caroline finally managed to ask Luna who was next to her, "Did you see Swis?"

"No, wasn’t he just standing over there?" She raised her hand and pointed to a nearby spot, but someone unfamiliar had taken his place. "Huh? Maybe it got crowded. Let’s find him after it’s over. It’s starting, it’s starting!"

"Sylas, go for it! Defeat Sauran!"

"Wait, what’s in his hand…" Jane suddenly grabbed Luna’s arm, with Caroline in between. Annoyed, Caroline swatted her arm away. "You’re in my way… My goodness, is that a dagger?"

Sauran suddenly charged towards Sylas, and swiftly pulled something out of his sleeve. A wave of fire burst out, then dissipated, revealing that it was a dagger. Fighting with weapons other than bare hands and a staff was mostly only seen in the stories of minstrels. Wandering mages made a living through battles, using daggers or short swords adorned with precious gems that enhanced their magical power, as well as special enchantments and spells. Dwarves in the highlands of the western region were fond of forging such daggers, each one selling for a fortune.

"This must be a dagger imbued with fire magic, able to ensure a hundred percent success rate for fire spells. It must have cost a fortune," Luna, who was well-versed, remarked.

"I thought Sylas could catch him off guard, but he actually came prepared? Could there be a traitor among us?"

Caroline shrugged. "Hard to say it’s a traitor. You made a big fuss inviting people to watch, who knows if it reached Sauran’s ears."

"I think he doesn’t stand a chance against Sylas with any magical weapon," Luna said uncertainly. Sylas was clearly caught off guard and her protective shield quickly pierced through by the scorching flames, creating a hole. Uncontrollable steam burst out instantly, causing her to turn her head and leaving a lingering heat that reddened her ear.

Luna tightly grabbed Caroline’s shoulder, then Caroline went to grab Jane.

Fire is a very difficult spell to control. The high temperature spreads in all directions. Even in the elemental envoy certification exam, controlling fire is considered the basic requirement. It’s almost impossible for someone to easily control the direction of a fire tongue as conveniently as using a dagger. Sylas had only seen Xerath perform magic once, when she carved a spell formation on the living room floor in Aimekotes. Even as an archmage, precise control of fire magic still required the use of props.

Fire cannot be left unguarded. It seems that Sauran had undergone some special training with someone. During the duel with Sylas, he didn’t create distance to gain time for casting spells. Instead, he used the dagger for close combat. The difference in physical strength between an adult man and a young girl quickly became apparent. Sylas was almost pushed to the edge, and the people around, fearing being affected, instinctively formed a protective circle causing ripples to connect and create a buffer distance.

"Sauran has become more powerful…"

"That’s all because of that dagger! Oh my, it’s so exquisite and filled with gemstones. It must be very expensive, right?"

"It must cost around seven to eight hundred gold coins."

In close combat, the time for casting spells became exceptionally short. While Sylas was originally skilled at it, the most important aspect was maintaining the advantage of the attack. But now, that advantage had disappeared. Fire spells needed to be used defensively, and the limited casting time had to be used for frost spells. The dagger’s fire tongue was particularly fierce, instantly vaporizing water and making ice blocks unsustainable. Sylas was forced into a passive state, with both her stamina and strength inferior to Sauran. She attempted to use an ice shield to push Sauran back, but the charging distance was limited. She collided with Sauran and almost got knocked back. Finally stabilizing herself, but one of her feet had already stepped on the edge of the yellow circle.

The crowd erupted in astonishment.

Sauran tasted sweetness, took two steps forward, and aimed his shoulder at Sylas, as if he intended to push her out.

She couldn’t passively take the beating like this. In a moment of emergency, she suddenly shouted, "Leunen." The water lord extended tentacles from the void, and she grabbed onto them and agilely somersaulted three yards away, narrowly avoiding Sauran’s fiery breath, but her clothes still caught fire.

The water lord flatteringly helped her extinguish the flames and said softly, yet fearfully, "My master, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you much this time."

"Why?"

"He attacked me with his dagger. It could potentially cause shrapnel explosions, and then the situation would be uncontrollable and it would harm your classmates."

The fragments are pieces of the body of Flamestrom, the flame lord. They are not only evil but also dangerous. Last time, even the hand of the mountain giant melted. If Falcon Fortress is also burned, Xerath will definitely have to come. Sylas has no choice but to say, "Well… alright then, I’ll handle it myself."

"Be careful yourself. I can’t help you defend against its attacks."

"Then you better throw ice balls at him from the outside!" She had already run to the other side of the yellow circle. Sauran walked towards her with the dagger in hand. Sylas suddenly flung a mixture of ice and water from her hand, but the ice ball quickly disappeared into the fiery breath. The collision of the two spells produced a sizzling sound, and a cloud of white smoke rose up. Sylas saw an opportunity and suddenly raised her hand, her fingers as if trying to grasp the sky.

"Blizzard!"

The empty space ripped open, like constant tears falling down mixed with icy water drops. Sauran’s view was blocked, suddenly getting wet from the water. He still walked towards Sylas, but he was hindered by the cold and heavy clothes. He had to awkwardly wipe the water off his face while shivering.

Leunen saw the opportunity to show off and formed a ball of water in his hand, spraying a water jet towards Sauran.

Sauran pointed the dagger towards Leunen and faint flames sprayed out from the dagger, forming a flowing golden shield in front of the water droplets. A large amount of steam formed on the shield. Leunen was frightened and grabbed onto the water jet. The crystal-encased fragments inside it had just flowed out along the water stream. The material of that dagger must be very special. Helplessly, Leunen looked at its owner, but the steam created by the clash of water and fire completely obscured Sylas’s figure, so there was no chance of making any eye contact with her.