"Ohoho, you seem feisty for a rookie eh?"
Meju replied as he placed the handle of his ax on his shoulder.
"Confidence is a plus, but you have to draw the thin line before you'd turn it into arrogance. I have been a chief of a village within Ghiharki for years, you have been a king for what? A year? You must be some sort of genius then ey, sonny?"
"And… what does that have to do with the duel?" Feihren calmly replied as he placed both his hands behind his back, "Well… It's not that I'm looking for a fight though, it's great to have some warm-up once in a while?"
"...That's better then, I guess I have no choice but to take you on as well?" A sudden voice suddenly interrupted with the talk Feihren and Meju was having.
"Brother!" The effeminate looking prince of the Vulieton Kingdom, Prince Jensen, interjected the interruption of his younger brother, the 2nd prince, Prince Benjamin.
"Ah, don't mind it that much older brother, as the representative of Ghiharki said, this is just for fun. Might as well join it!" the buff chest of Benjamin moved back and forth as he laughed.
"Oh? Then I'll be joining this party if you don't mind…" A man with a feathered hat stepped out from the line of the representatives, this was the leader of the newly anointed kingdom of Sestril, Duke Shencho;
His weirdly shaved beard was raised proudly from cupping his chin, as he issued his inclusion for this challenge.
"I have no choice then, I'll join the fun as well…" A female voice resounded from the last remaining leading representatives that were within the line…
A lady knight from the Freya kingdom, that was leading the multiple people within, also issued a challenge. Her firm face and the disciplined figure was easily distinguished by the people, she was indeed strong and respected.
"OI! There is too many of you at once, Don't make sh*t complicated!" Meju complained about the sudden interjection of all these people. An argument started arising from these 4 people as Feihren casually tossed a reply,
"Eh… I don't mind all of you participating."
The four people that issued the challenge stopped arguing as they turned their heads towards Feihren,
"Did we hear that right? Eh? Aren't you too full of yourself?"
Meju walked in front of Feihren was he snorted, although Feihren was already tall considering he was 190 centimeters in height, this barbaric person in front easily dwarfed him, Meju should be at least 220 centimeters!
"Well, let's keep it fair then? Hmmm. one versus one? Then, we'd go with the challenge-the-winner format?" Feihren replied as he threw an awkward smile, His face and Meju's were really close… making him way uncomfortable.
"Then… I'll propose that we have to go first!" Meju loudly announced as he threw a stare down towards the other 'challengers', throwing his ax on the floor to establish his dominance.
"Oi!... The carpet is expensive you know!" Feihren reprimanded as he casually kicked the ax to remove it on the floor, denting its tip…
"... You!" Meju glared at Feihren, as he immediately pulled his favorite ax up, the dent wasn't that much, but for Meju, this was his lovely 'baby'... "You'll pay for this in the arena…",
"Sure, but you'll also have to pay… for the carpet!" Feihren replied; The Wolfenstein soldiers behind him started snorting from holding their laughter as they were trying to muster up a serious face.
***
[Wolfenstein's Amphitheatre]
It wasn't as big as the one in Rome, but Feihren remembered that this place should have depicted it pretty accurately. It was located not far from the place where the castle was located; So most people had come to spectate this 'random bout' that suddenly popped up out of nowhere;
"This is what happens when leaving strong people bored… they tend to seek for a manufactured fight."
The youngest prince of Vulieton, Prince Joseph, sighed commented. Fixing his glasses as so he could see further, as he was not seated closer to the ring… He came late as he was still enjoying the meal back at the castle, but the eerie sense of eating alone forced him to just come and spectate.
"True… But I guess this would not be so bad, brother, besides, Father told us to monitor the things happening here in the first place, that was the point in having us all three come here, so might as well see how capable this king is, in the matter of fighting of course." A sudden reply was heard, it was Prince Jensen who sat beside Joseph…
"Brother? You came late too?"
"Well, I was sightseeing for a bit, not that many handsome knights I supposed. But, with their helms and all, I couldn't clearly see."
"...Brother, that is just…" Joseph sighed as the arena echoed with loud cheering. Most of the noise came from the side where the Ghiharki people were located, as for the people from the Wolfenstein side? Only a few generals, the Prime Minister, and the dark lady knight were the ones they could see.
***
Feihren entered the arena without changing his armor equipped, the robes should be more than enough for just a casual fight, he doesn't have to keenly think this through.
"...Let's make this quick, It seems that that prince from Vulieton should be a bit more fun than you are!" Meju mockingly shouted at Feihren as he immediately charged forth as soon as the doors were opened and the horn resounded.
Feihren calmly stared at the approaching figure… An illusory page appeared beside the charging figure as Feihren read Meju's status page…
A loud bang was heard as the tackle from his gigantic figure smashed towards Feihren, who was forced to move a few steps back…
"Not bad, most people would lose their consciousness just from that alone." Meju mocked as he drew out the ax; He immediately hoped as he was about to chop down Feihren from above.
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Calmly standing still, Feihren thought...
"Now… How do I make this fight more… believable?"
