"Hey? Did you hear? His Highness Isaiah is going to face off against Aize!"
The core school district was unusually lively at this time, as everyone had heard that Isai Gna had returned from his training in the north and was here today to try his luck on the list.
Azer, who was at the bottom of the list, naturally became the target for a one-on-one challenge.
The girls from the academy came running at the sound, after all, the two were not only of extraordinary status, but also of top-tier looks.
"Shall we go take a look?" Windsor said with a smile, pulling Elsie towards the arena.
The place was already packed with people. It was the first time Elsie had ever realized how popular her cousin was. Even before the two of them entered, some female fans had already used fire magic to create the words "Aize will win!"
"Come here!" Windsor found a spot that was relatively close to the front.
The older female students here seemed very happy to have a little girl sitting next to them, and they even shared some snacks with the lovely Elsie.
Elsie is already tired of simple sweets...
Elsie: "Thank you, big sister~"
"Sweetie, let's be firm, we can't take this!"
Elsie: (′，，?w?，，｀) It's delicious~
[Oh no, this kid is completely smitten.]
...
Meanwhile, on another high platform, the academy's top priest led a group of students to sit down in the audience.
Dean Xinglan shook hands with him and said with a smile, "Mr. Tiasso, I'll leave the rest to you."
“Dean Xinglan, this is my responsibility. It’s a good opportunity for my students to broaden their horizons.” Tiaso placed his hand on his chest.
His white beard completely covered his face, making it impossible to tell whether he was smiling or something else.
Amidst a burst of cheers from the girls in the audience, Aize and Isai slowly entered the arena.
At this moment, Azer was wearing full-body heavy armor, fully armed, and his warhorse was also armored.
However, Elsie keenly noticed that the warhorse Azer was riding did not seem to be his mount.
Well... how can a beloved horse that you've grown attached to be damaged here so easily?
I've learned something!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena, Azer's opponent was Isaiah Gna.
Elsie's data template began to appear in her eyes.
"Huh? This is a profession I've never seen before!"
Name: Isaiah Gna (Crown Prince)
Race: Genna Royal Family (92%), Human (8%)
Age: 17 years and 5 months
Class: Commander Knight (Garner's Verse)
Level: 40
Potential: S-
Innate Talents: Fish-patterned Sacred Mark, Immense Strength
Martial Arts: Iron Cavalry Charge (Master), Heavy Shield Block (Master), Hunting Mark (Master), All Attribute Enhancement (Grandmaster), Wall of Will (Master), Charge Horn (Master), Legion Amplification (Beginner), All-Out Battle Spirit Boost (Beginner), Royal Swordsmanship (Master), Death Roar (Master)
Demonic Path: Spell Barrier (Beginner), Shared Magic Spring (Beginner)
Equipment: Royal Leather Armor (Defense +90), Imperial Standard Longsword (Attack +100), Ancient Tree Greatsword (Defense +90, Self-Healing), Heirloom Mermaid Tear (Constitution +100, Lifespan Increase, Love Poison Curse)
"Another poem!" Elsie noticed keenly.
It seems to be quite common; at least I recently had poems annotated, though I'm not sure what their specific purpose is.
[There was a hint, wasn't there?]
"Why?"
Thanks to the narrator for the reminder, there really was a hint!
[Gernar's Poems: The legendary life of the war god Genar, recording his great life. Future generations can study his experiences and understand the gifts of their ancestors. (If the inheritor possesses more than 50% Genar royal blood, they will receive a massive boost to power and willpower.)]
"Holy crap? This can boost stats!?" Elsie then looked at herself.
It seems I have two poems, a double boost? Is this the benefit the witch Rig was talking about?
[The Tiran's Tale: The legendary journey of the hero Tiran, recording his quest to defeat the Demon King from scratch and his return to his homeland in endless glory in his later years. Future generations can learn from Tiran's power. (If the inheritor possesses the bloodline of a hero, they will gain a probabilistic ability to avoid death. The probability is calculated based on the bloodline concentration; each instance of immunity will permanently reduce the hero's bloodline by 1%.)]
[Blood Crown Poem - Prologue: You have embarked on a journey to find the Blood Crown, a legend of your own making. (You have gained the potential to control "Calamities.")]
"Why?"
"A natural disaster?" Elsie noticed the word, but didn't seem to feel anything different.
Is this considered a skill? Why can't she see anything related to natural disasters in her skill list?
[I understand now, this is just potential, indicating you're qualified to comprehend "natural disasters," but when you'll comprehend them is unclear.]
"Oh, I see! I was completely in the dark until you told me!"
[Hey! A drummer?]
...
"The contest begins!" An instructor rang the bronze bell in the arena: "Stop when the point is reached!"
"Go, brother!" a little boy shouted from not far from Elsie's seat.
Ilan Gna, this is the name shown in the data, is also a crown prince.
As expected of the Imperial Knight Academy, it's amazing that it can gather so many elites.
At this moment, Aize and Isaiah in the arena had already begun to ride their warhorses.
Aize gripped his lance, his eyes fixed intently on Isai through a small hole in his helmet.
Unlike the heavy cavalry, the Isa were not fully armed. The Commander Knights were lightly armored units, and their common weapons were crossbows and one-handed swords.
However, Isai did not intend to use a crossbow; he held a longsword in his right hand but did not launch a preemptive attack.
He knew the explosive power of a heavy cavalry charge; it required no skill, just a pure, reckless style of fighting.
"Aize, you will pay the price for your arrogance!" Isai gripped the ancient tree shield tightly and ran to the side of Aize's charge.
This scene caused an uproar among the audience, because in their eyes it was as if Isai was being chased by Azer.
"Don't run away! Face me like a knight!" Aize roared from behind him.
Heavy cavalry charges often last only a few breaths before the warhorses gradually become exhausted, as the equipment is simply too heavy!
"Not running away is stupid! Who dares to face heavy cavalry head-on!?" Isai had no intention of upholding any chivalrous spirit.
That thing would have been killed on the battlefield long ago!
Seeing that the opponent was gradually widening the distance, Aize quickly began to buff himself and his warhorse, and their speed increased in an instant.
A red glow emanated from his body, accompanied by a roar that reverberated throughout the entire arena…
"Death Knight's Will!!!"
"..." Elsie opened her mouth, but had nothing to say.
Aize is a complete idiot!
"Hunter Mark!" Isai suddenly turned around and faced Azer directly: "Heavy Shield Block!"
A spark suddenly appeared above Aize's head!
"Huh?" Aize asked in confusion, suddenly feeling lightheaded all over.
[Hunter Mark (Mastery): An exclusive skill for Commander Knights. A true commander, capable of seeing through the enemy's weaknesses. The marked target will have their defense and attack power reduced based on the difference in willpower between the two.]
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