Chapter 83: The Unruly Private Life of the Elven Queen

Chapter 83: The Unruly Private Life of the Elven Queen

The focus shifted back to the competition arena.

Arthur watched Hannah, who was launching a frenzied attack against him, his face wearing a smug smile as if his cunning plan had succeeded.

At this moment, Hannah was attacking without holding anything back.

In his mind, he was determined to take down Arthur in one fell swoop.

Though his impulsiveness was apparent, it was the only glimmer of hope he could see for victory.

In this situation, even knowing it was a trap set by Arthur, he would have dived right in.

There’s a chance if he gives it his all; if he holds back, he would get nothing, especially since he was currently in a fiery state of fervor.

As Hannah charged again, Arthur skillfully sidestepped.

The attack missed its mark, and Hannah adjusted his direction to continue pursuing Arthur.

Before Hannah’s strike could land, Arthur surged forward and delivered a swift elbow strike to the open area of Hannah’s chest.

The impact sent Hannah stumbling back, unable to regain his balance.

At that moment, his chest defenses became alarmingly fragile.

Arthur took advantage of the situation, raising his sword and unleashing a series of strikes towards Hannah’s chest.

Each powerful slash made Hannah’s body shudder, leaving a distinctly visible mark on his armor.

Hannah endured five such strikes.

With the fifth one, Arthur executed a powered strike that tore through Hannah’s armor, leaving a horrific wound behind.

Hannah’s body continued to lurch backward uncontrollably.

It was only after retreating several meters that he managed to stabilize his now ragged appearance.

Hunched over, he felt the blood pouring from the ghastly wound on his chest.

The sudden turn of events was shocking, yet somehow expected.

Everyone could tell that Arthur had been intentionally luring Hannah in.

However, such baiting was incredibly dangerous.

Arthur’s earlier brush with peril was a perfect example, and they had all witnessed it unfold.

But the results were undeniably effective.

Arthur’s round of attacks had effectively incapacitated Hannah.

Now, with Hannah’s armor severely damaged and suffering a grave injury, Arthur had only expended some stamina, and his armor remained mostly intact aside from a few minor scrapes.

With the battle reaching this point, the outcome was clear.

Airael wore a bitter smile.

It seemed Arthur was truly going to thoroughly torment her.

In contrast, Celia looked quite pleased.

Unlike Airael, she had a simpler perspective.

To Celia, Arthur was there to rescue Airael.

Rather than letting those other suitors pursue the Queen, it would be better to hand her over to him.

After all, they had already been intimate, and now even had a child running around.

Hannah glanced down at the horrific wound on his chest, then shifted his gaze to Arthur who calmly stood a short distance away, not pursuing him further.

Hannah was no longer the maniac he had been moments ago.

With his rationality returning, he understood this was all his doing.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

However, a sharp pain in his chest contorted his face into one of agony, turning his words into a pained grunt.

At that moment, Arthur looked at him and said, “Hannah, in your current state, you can no longer continue fighting. If you keep going, it could endanger your life.”

Though they were in a competition where injuries were inevitable, Arthur had no desire to stir up trouble.

Moreover, it could cause trouble for Ailia as well.

After all, this competition was hosted by the Elven Race.

To some extent, they were responsible for the participants who had come to compete.

Even if Hannah were to die at his hands during the match, there was no guarantee that Musler Kingdom wouldn’t take advantage of the situation.

Recovering from the pain, Hannah heard Arthur’s words.

He looked at Arthur and said, “Baron Axi of Machia, this time I concede to you.”

Arthur didn’t want to escalate the situation.

Hannah also didn’t want to end up here.

He still had a great life to enjoy, there was no need to risk himself here.

Although the Elven Queen was a significant temptation, he had heard stories of her unruly private life, and now she had even had a child.

Hannah didn’t really believe in the notion of a child of divine blessing.

Finding reasons to convince himself, Hannah easily reassured himself.

Once he returned, he could pursue the beautiful women of his own race.

Though they might not match the Elven Queen, he could still have more control over them.

Hannah admitted defeat, and the battle between him and Arthur concluded there.

Arthur went to the spectator’s stand to watch the ongoing matches while Hannah followed a high-ranking priest of the Elven Race for treatment.

In the stands, Crown’s gaze remained locked on Arthur.

Having won against Hannah, Crown was now determined to win his upcoming match.

He had to face Arthur in a duel and defeat him.

Even though Arthur possessed extraordinary strength and wielded a divine artifact, Crown was unfazed.

As Arthur arrived in the stands, he met Crown’s hostile gaze.

Feeling quite exasperated at Crown’s glare, Arthur had no intention of explaining anything.

If they were to fight, then let it be; after all, he couldn’t evade what was destined to come.

When Crown caught Arthur looking at him, he averted his gaze.

It wasn’t because he was intimidated.

It was simply time for him to enter the arena.

His opponent was Morro from the Kingdom of Agia.

In the arena, even though he was inwardly determined to win this battle, Crown did not act recklessly; instead, he displayed a calm demeanor.

Due to his previous absence, Crown didn’t know much about Morro, so at the start of the battle, he chose not to go all out but instead to assess Morro’s capabilities.

He attacked with his sword at a steady, unhurried pace aimed at Morro.

Morro, observing Crown’s approach, understood his intentions.

He had his own plan in mind.

Unlike Crown, who knew little about him, Morro had a lot of information on Crown.

Facing Crown’s steady attacks, he adopted an aggressive strategy, vigorously striking towards Crown with his dual swords.

Crown’s steady approach didn’t make any significant mistakes, but he found himself suppressed by Morro’s relentless assault.

For the time being, Crown could only defend passively.

Airael, watching the battle between them, didn’t seem particularly interested.

Thinking about how Arthur had advanced to the finals with a high chance of winning, Airael felt it was time to consider her next course of action.