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Chapter 107 : No Rival
Chapter 107 - No Rival
What is that thing??
Many young nobles looked puzzled as the Raging Dragon Knight handed an icy crystal pendant to Winnie.
Could it be that Winnie’s weapon was just an earring??
“Pfft, what an odd weapon. I thought this guy had actually gotten stronger after entering Carillian Academy, but he’s still as unreliable as ever.”
Еn̆u m̀ а
“Looks like the reputation of Carillian Academy has been overrated. Honestly, I don’t understand why so many people still get rejected.”
A large group of noble youths who hadn’t yet participated in Carillian Academy’s entrance exam couldn’t help but think this way, after all, young bulls fear no tigers.
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But the noble heads recognized that the icy crystal pendant was a magically enchanted weapon of no low rank, and this immediately surprised them.
Everyone present knew Winnie’s family background well, dead broke. With such a household, there was no way they could afford dedicated enchanters or blacksmiths. How on earth could he have obtained such a rare and precious weapon??
Of course, many people quickly realized something and subtly glanced at King Frian V, who sat calmly at the main seat, watching Winnie.
No one had any reason or motive to sponsor a good-for-nothing like Winnie, nor would they do so, but if it was the King…
Wеb́ṅ о̊ṽēľ Ёňū m а̊
Well, that was entirely possible.
At once, many noble heads’ eyes flickered with sudden understanding.
Still, no matter how fine a weapon was, if the wielder was utterly hopeless, it would be useless.
Winnie thanked the Raging Dragon Knight who handed him the weapon, caught the icy pendant one-handed, then tossed it into the air.
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The pendant transformed midair into a magnificent icy spear adorned with a long blue tassel. Amidst the astonished gazes of the noble youths, countless snowflakes scattered as the icy spear landed in Winnie’s hand. He effortlessly spun it through several flourishes, slicing the falling snow into nothing.
“Gentlemen, treat this as post-dinner entertainment. No serious harm, just a friendly match,” the Raging Dragon Knight added.
E nùmӓ
“Yeah, you’re right, sir. Just a friendly match, sportsmanship first. I’ll keep holding my chicken leg, hope you don’t mind,” Winnie said, taking another bite.
This guy…
Valan narrowed his eyes.
Where the hell did he get such a cool weapon?
‘And worse, after just a few compliments, this idiot actually believes it? Holding a chicken leg while fighting me, in front of all these people? Who the hell does he think he’s disrespecting??’
“Then, Master Winnie, I humbly ask for your guidance,” Valan said with a forced, cold smile, each word dripping with fake courtesy.
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“Both of you, just fight normally.” The Raging Dragon Knight didn’t leave, instead standing nearby within the water curtain, close to the two.
Though he’d instructed them to hold back, in actual combat, blades had no eyes. Thus, he would intervene the moment someone was about to be seriously injured, ending the match.
As an elite among the Raging Dragon Knights and also a graduate of Carillian Academy, stopping these two brats’ little scuffle was nothing more than a trivial effort.
Valan tightly gripped his black rapier. Winnie’s utterly careless attitude toward his opponent deeply insulted him, wounding his pride.
Fine, maybe the other students who had legitimately entered Carillian Academy were something. But how dare this good-for-nothing, who only got in through sheer dumb luck, someone completely unworthy and talentless, how dare he treat him like this??
Especially since this man standing before him was even childhood friends with the outstanding Princess! How could he possibly deserve that??
Еṅŭ m̃_а ._і̀ d̈
Whether it was the title of “Descendant of the Goddess,” the privilege of being close to the Princess, or even his admission into Carillian Academy, none of these coveted traits did Valan believe someone like Winnie deserved.
In truth, the “Descendant of the Goddess” title was most likely stolen. His closeness to the Princess was purely due to that false title. And his entry into Carillian Academy? Probably achieved through some underhanded means.
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Trash should stay in the trash heap. Why come out and bother people??
He, Valan, was different. He had grown up surrounded by applause, praise, and flowers. In his entire family, from his uncles down to the servants, who didn’t call him a genius??
Over time, he grew accustomed to admiration and reverence, believing it was only natural that his life be bathed in radiant glory.
The greatest among the great should naturally receive everyone’s respect and envy, obtain the finest partner, and live a life grand and heroic.
Ê n.u m а̌
This wasn’t even his goal, it was simply what he believed he was entitled to, what rightfully belonged to him.
As for the man standing before him? Merely one of countless stepping stones on his path to success, yet this fool hadn’t even realized his proper place.
Valan held his rapier in one hand, raising it vertically before his chest. The moment the Raging Dragon Knight announced the start of the duel, his eyes turned cold. In an instant, he unleashed a flurry of dazzling sword flourishes, so fast and intricate that no one could tell which was a feint and which concealed the real killing strike.
This guy might be good at underhanded tricks, but against true skill, all such tricks were cheap, worthless tricks unworthy of the battlefield.
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How many geniuses of his age had Valan defeated in duels since childhood? A mere unlearned capital playboy like Winnie wasn’t even worth his notice.
He was certain that once he used his full strength, Winnie’s true weakness would be exposed. Then everyone would see that his admission into Carillian Academy was nothing but a result of shady, dishonorable methods.
Е̄ n ù m̆ a
Just wait, lose your dignity right in front of the Princess, in front of all the nobles of the kingdom!
Valan’s rapier moved like a storm, striking like lightning, like a scorpion’s tail lashing out at Winnie.
At the same time, Valan dashed forward with ghostly speed, closing the distance rapidly to a range perfect for launching his offense.
Seeing Winnie not even attempting to retreat, just standing still, Valan’s lips curled upward.
‘Can’t even react? I overestimated him.’
Victory was certain.
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Then… Valan instinctively halted his advance. He realized he could go no further.
An intense sense of danger froze him in place. A cold, sharp glint brushed his neck. He abruptly looked down, and saw the icy spear tip, crystal-clear, mere inches from his throat.
Valan froze, silently staring at his own rapier. All those feints he’d launched hadn’t even reached Winnie.
“Master Valan, the longer the weapon, the greater the advantage. You see I’m using a spear, yet you’re still using a short sword? That’s not very wise,” Winnie said calmly, taking another bite of his chicken leg.
“And frankly, your feints have a problem too. Your rapier is only this long. No matter how many feints you make, without magic and without closing the distance, you can’t hit me. I don’t need to care how many fancy moves you pull, I can just wait for you to run straight into my spear,” Winnie added, tilting his head. He hadn’t planned to say anything, but his opponent was so weak, so pathetically bad, that he couldn’t help himself.
This wasn’t mockery, it was sheer disbelief.
Wӗ b̊n о̊.v̌_е l E.n̄ ŭ m̄ ӑ
Winnie couldn’t tell if Valan was dueling or performing in a spectacle. Why start off with all these flashy sword flourishes? Pointless showing off, as if terrified the audience wouldn’t know how many sword techniques he knew before he got defeated.
To rookies like him who’d never faced life-or-death combat, such dazzling moves might cause panic. But to Winnie, the attack was immature.
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Imagine this: his attack range was two meters, Valan’s only one meter. And Valan was busy showing off sword flourishes at 1.5 meters, where he couldn’t hit anyone, but anyone could hit him.
Absolutely baffling. So stupid. Why perform feints outside your own attack range? Is he out of his mind?
Fast speed, sure, but the only benefit was that he could quickly run himself onto the spear tip and lose.
In short, Valan merely mechanically applied the sword techniques he’d learned to the duel, completely failing to grasp that real battlefields changed in the blink of an eye. Bringing such rigid, formulaic techniques into actual combat was laughably foolish.
Е n̊ù m̈ ȧ .іd
Winnie had never systematically learned any spear techniques, but with nothing more than battlefield-honed combat instinct, defeating this “academy-style” fighter who’d only ever trained in practice was more than enough.
It took Valan a second to realize he’d already lost. His face twisted with disbelief.
The other spectators weren’t much better, their expressions a mix of shock.
To the younger nobles, the duel had ended before they even registered it.
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Valan’s defeat was something they, especially most of those not yet admitted, had never expected.
To them, Valan’s strength should have made defeating a scheming, talentless fool like Winnie effortless. Admission into Carillian Academy was already as good as guaranteed.
Wе bn̄ö v̄ е̂l̇ Eń u ṁ ă
Of course, some noble students weren’t surprised, Mirexia wasn’t, Bryan wasn’t, and Eric wasn’t.
They all thought it was perfectly normal, more than normal, for Winnie to defeat Valan in one move. It would’ve been strange if he hadn’t.
Some sensible nobles also found the one-move victory a bit extreme, but not too odd. They reasoned that Winnie was an official student at Carillian Academy. If he couldn’t even beat someone not yet officially admitted, that would be embarrassing.
But that didn’t stop most noble youths from refusing to accept such a vast gap in strength, especially those who saw Carillian Academy’s entrance as nothing more than a formality.
The noble heads could clearly see how Valan lost, but they couldn’t say much, after all, Valan’s father was right there.
“This kid,” Valan’s father muttered, rubbing his forehead. “Completely unskilled. Embarrassing himself.”
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“……You cheated!” After a long silence, Valan suddenly snapped, glaring at Winnie.
“Oh? Where did I cheat?” Winnie stopped mid-bite, finding the accusation so absurd he couldn’t even finish chewing. He stared at Valan with amusement.
A straightforward victory called cheating? And this was a real duel, so what if I cheated and won? As long as I didn’t break the rules, it’s fine, right? Do I have to win by following some code of honor? Is it dishonorable to win without following the script? Can’t I win unless I play fair??
If the situation weren’t inappropriate, Winnie really wanted to ask Valan, ‘Bro, do you really think I need to cheat to beat you? You’re not even worth the effort of me using my brain.’
“I… I wasn’t using my full strength!” Valan stammered, unable to come up with a real excuse, finally spitting out this line.
“Oh, I see,” Winnie said, taking another bite of his chicken leg and retracting Frost Fang.
Wё bn̄ ӧv̌ е̇ ĺ Ẽ n̊um̈ а̇
As if he’d been using his full strength.
“So what now? Want a rematch? Sure,” Winnie said, completely indifferent, casually stepping back. “But honestly, I don’t think it’s necessary. I think the result would be the same.”
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Winnie was telling the truth, but to Valan, a young master spoiled by endless praise, those words were especially grating.
“…Earlier, I was just careless. Take this!” Valan felt he’d lost face, but still believed Winnie had won through trickery. As long as they fought again, he was sure he could win.
He had a plan. He knew Winnie’s soul Armament was only one star, almost incapable of casting magic.
So if he avoided melee combat and fought with magic instead, Winnie wouldn’t be able to use his underhanded tricks!
Еǹ u m̆ а. і̄d
Valan’s idea was sound. Lightning crackled along his rapier. With a flick of his wrist, he thrust forward, and with the strike came a surge of lightning.
Lightning Thrust.
Ah, so he was a Magic Swordsman.
Winnie saw it immediately, though he’d already suspected it.
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But well, lightning was fast, but the wind-up was too long. He had to strike a pose first, openly announcing he was about to use magic.
Too many unnecessary movements. Completely clueless about concealing his techniques. Verdict: zero real combat experience.
Ĕn̄ùḿ ӑ
Against such a magical attack, Winnie didn’t even bother dodging. He’d summoned [Armoured Fortress] so many times now that he could do it instantly.
With [Armoured Fortress] summoned and casting Ice Steel instantly, the weak lightning was completely blocked.
The lightning surge danced across the ice plates, even flashing into Valan’s own eyes. When he opened them again, the spear tip was once more pressed against his throat.
Same position. Same result.
Winnie was right, it really was the same, not even changing the stance.
Silence fell over the hall.
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The nobles who had come to watch Winnie make a fool of himself, just like during his last public confession, now stood grim-faced and silent.
“That’s… Ice Steel,” King Frian V murmured, eyes glinting with interest. “Combining [Armoured Fortress] with Ice Steel to form ice armor that nullifies magic… A technique I’ve never seen before.”
“Convinced yet, Master Valan?” Winnie asked with a cheerful smile.
“I… you… you must’ve used some sneaky trick! I, ……”
“Enough!” At that moment, from across the table, Valan’s father glared furiously at his useless son. “Stop embarrassing yourself! Get down from there!”
“Father, I, ……”
Enû ḿ а
“I said get down!” The middle-aged man in fine robes snorted.
“…Yes, I understand.” Valan could only swallow his bitterness, lowering his head as he returned to his seat. With his extreme pride, he felt every pair of eyes around him mocking him.
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Winnie could tell exactly what Valan was thinking.
Truthfully, in this world, how many people actually cared about you?? Only you yourself kept adding drama where none existed.
Not everyone was like him, Winnie, the genuine street rat, cursed and insulted wherever he went.
“This kid…” At the far end of the table, Eric sat observing Winnie, who stood calmly in the banquet hall after effortlessly defeating Valan. As an elder Raging Dragon Knight, just from these few moves, he could tell Winnie had endured a lot this semester, possibly even some intense real combat. Otherwise, his progress couldn’t have been so rapid.
Ӗn̈u̇m а.іd
The old Winnie, lacking strength and confidence, had been arrogant and aggressive, all bluster to hide his helplessness.
Now, he was composed and at ease.
Because he knew, among his peers in the kingdom, few could stand against him.
Strength had made him calm.
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Winnie had truly changed. Even defeating an opponent who once mocked him, someone he once saw as untouchable, brought him no joy. To him, it was just an ordinary event, nothing special.
And that was exactly how Winnie felt. Boasting about beating a weakling? He’d find it embarrassing. After all, he was someone who’d fought back and forth against the future Demon Lord Julliana.
Ëṅ um а̀ .іd_
Well, one exchange counted as back-and-forth, right? Name one noble brat here who could even take a single move from Julliana. Heck, they probably couldn’t even survive a flick on the forehead.
If the occasion weren’t inappropriate, he’d have rated his opponent as a part-time poet.
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