Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 208 Fight
Grabbing the edge of the leopard skin, Yaro casually tossed it aside.

Wow——!
The large leopard skin, like a fluttering banner, drew a semi-circle in the air before gently landing, stirring up a thin layer of brownish-yellow dust.

A magnificently decorated cross-shaped longsword was revealed.

The hilt and scabbard of this cross-shaped longsword are decorated with various gemstones, making it look somewhat ostentatious, like a decorative longsword used by a high-ranking nobleman to display his status.

But those who are truly familiar with weapons can notice the harmonious roundness of the metal pommel, the deep black and tight cord wrapped around the hilt, and the few wear marks on the outside of the guard... all of which indicate that this sword has been used in actual combat for a long time.

Some sharp-eyed guards could even see the dark brown bloodstains swirling around the gemstone's crevices, further indicating that the sword had recently been stained with blood and its owner had not had time to properly care for it.

Yaro held the scabbard in his left hand without drawing his sword. Instead, he looked at Claire and said bluntly, "What you're saying is very appealing to me."

There's no need to hide it; I'm just short of money!
There's no need to hide the cross-shaped longsword.

Since the Fiery Greatsword is unusable and I'm short on money, my main weapon for the foreseeable future will definitely be the Cross Sword.

Since we need to use both sides, we might as well be more efficient!

"But there's a big problem!"

The scabbard tapped the ground, and Yaro asked with a light laugh, "What would it take to defeat you?"

Yaro is not a formal knight, and many of the winning and losing methods of formal knights are not suitable for the two of them.

If the scope isn't set beforehand, you can't expect Yaro to kill him, can you?
Claire, thinking of Yaro's agile skills, also realized the awkwardness in the situation.

Claire also knew from Yarrow's shove of his arm that Yarrow wasn't very strong.

But Yaro dared to let Claire charge at will, waiting until Claire gained momentum and was within a meter of him before launching a counterattack.

You can see that Yaro's attack speed is extremely fast!
Claire dared not remove her heavy armor.

Without heavy armor for protection, the battle will become a matter of who strikes first and whoever gets the upper hand.

And he will inevitably be at a complete disadvantage!

Furthermore, swords and blades have no eyes; without heavy armor, a single misstep can turn the tide of battle into a matter of life and death.

But given how thin Yaro is now, it doesn't seem like someone who could fight normally while carrying heavy armor.

After much thought, Claire couldn't come up with a good solution, and her fighting spirit gradually faded as she pondered these thoughts. She seemed to realize that her previous decision had been somewhat reckless.

This is not a situation that Yarrow wants to see.

If Claire abandons this idea, the ten gold coins she blurted out in anger will naturally disappear without a trace.

He couldn't possibly give me ten gold coins for no reason, could he?

"Since you can't think of a solution, why don't you listen to mine?"

All eyes were drawn to him again. Yaro smiled and said calmly, "I don't want to kill you, but I also don't want to see you resort to underhanded tactics."

"Alright, I'll attack your back. If I hit your back armor three times, you'll lose."

Yaro looked at Claire: "What do you think?"

In a formal duel between two people, if someone gets attacked in the back three times, what's the difference between that and dying three times?
If you can attack the back armor, why can't you attack the neck from behind?

Claire laughed in exasperation; she had truly been underestimated!

“Since that’s the case, then I must also make it clear,” Claire patted her black iron greatsword and said coldly, “If my weapon touches you, you lose!”

Yaro nodded: "Okay!"

With the strength of a formal knight, amplified by a greatsword, and without wearing heavy armor, if he were to be touched by that greatsword, wouldn't he lose?
Judging from Claire's words, he was planning to slow down the force of his swing and increase the speed of his swing, which, to some extent, gave him a slight advantage.

Yaro didn't care; he never thought he would lose!
Claire gripped her black iron greatsword tightly, her body slightly bent like a cheetah, her muscles taut, ready for battle.

Seeing this, Yaro did not hesitate and gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

Clang——!
The cross-shaped longsword is drawn!

……

The two stood no more than five meters apart, silently facing each other.

No referee's announcement was needed. The next moment, the ground rumbled!

Claire gripped her heavy sword to the side and charged forward with heavy steps!
This time, it was noticeable that Claire's speed had slowed down.

He was highly focused, keeping a close eye on Yaro, constantly adjusting the heavy sword in his hand, wary of Yaro dodging again.

Claire's actions reveal that he wanted to achieve victory in one fell swoop, hoping to use the broad blade and nearly two-meter length of the Black Iron Greatsword to restrict Yaro's movement range!
This battle is about ten gold coins, and it also concerns future plans, so Yaro has no intention of holding back!

I definitely won't use magic strikes, but others...

Yaro stood on his tiptoes and leaned forward.

Everyone's attention was focused, their eyes wide, eager to see how Yaro would dodge.

"Sun Fist!"

As if a bolt of lightning had struck, a dazzling light suddenly pierced the darkness, and blinding light burst forth from the surface of Yaro's body!

"what!"

"what is this?"

"my eyes!"

……

Everyone closed their eyes in unison. Even those who stubbornly continued to glare could only see a white light and couldn't see anything at all.

Some even let out a muffled groan, tears streaming down their faces involuntarily.

An intermediate wizard apprentice, with premeditated preparation, unleashed the magic of the Light spell in an instant, resulting in an effect far exceeding the ordinary!

"Instant Technique!"

Earth magic surged, and clods of earth rushed out of the ground, not only giving Yaro some speed but also creating the best angle for him to exert force.

instigate!
Amidst a chorus of mournful cries, Yaro dashed out with lightning speed!
bass!
The leather boots scraped against the ground with a screeching sound. Claire, who was standing with her eyes closed in a defensive posture, tensed up immediately upon hearing the sound, roared, and swung her sword with all her might.

"Go away!"

boom--!
The black iron heavy sword cleaved through the soft earth with a diagonal slash, drawing a straight line on the ground, sending mud and pebbles flying!

"roll!"

Claire was still waving his arms wildly. After suddenly losing his sight, he no longer dared to treat this as a simple fight. He even suspected that Yaro was planning to kill him!
The massive greatsword swung wildly, unleashing violent shockwaves that whipped Yaro's short, withered hair.

We can't wait any longer; if we just wait a little longer, his strength will be restored!

As Yaro watched the tall figure wielding the greatsword into a spherical shape, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

correct!

Don't I know magic tricks?
It's like looking for a donkey while riding one!

Without hesitation, Yaro pointed lightly to Claire's feet.

"Basic Magic Trick - Tripping!"

"Basic Trick - Double Trip!"

Since Yaro can use the Double Instantaneous Movement technique, he can naturally cast the Trip Down spell twice in a short time.

They were placed at Claire's feet from contradictory angles, one before and one after.

Claire had never encountered anything like this before, and was completely unprepared. In addition, she had been swinging her greatsword, and her center of gravity was already shifting rapidly. Now, being hit by two tripping spells from conflicting angles, she had no ability to resist at all.

Bang!

The tall figure fell heavily to the ground, even dropping the heavy sword in his hand. Claire couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"Fiery Sword Technique - Assault!"

brush!
Clang, clang, clang—!
……

(End of this chapter)