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92. A Duel For The Duke

My sword clashed with the blue blade of the sword wielded by the young man whose name I didn't know. Damn that Duke Nephim, after casually saying that I was going to duel, he pushed me and the young man into the middle of a compact street surrounded by curious-looking people.

I dodged the sword slash with ease, fortunately the youngster didn't seem to have any fighting experience because he was so amateurish. I even noticed that his hand was trembling holding the hilt of the sword, either because he was afraid or the sword was indeed heavy because it was deliberately created for Elves whose stature alone was very different from humans.

"Lyn, finish him!" another young man exclaimed while taking turns making fun of me.

The young man named Lyn was getting more and more excited swinging his sword and I backed away to dodge, not intending to retaliate. If there was anyone I wanted to retaliate against, it was the Duke who was standing among the stalls with his arms crossed. His lips wo
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