The First Magic World War

Ban Lanmalock was losing his composure!

When Charles had made his appearance with a Knight's Spear, Ban thought this would be a conventional duel.

Next, when Charles switched to a fancy rope dart, Ban believed it to be a specialty weapon of Fars.

When Charles switched to a meteor hammer, Ban truly believed that this was Charles's ultimate hidden talent.
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But when Charles switched to double swords, Ban could no longer be certain of how many more skills Charles possessed.

When Charles gave up a rapier and was only left with a griffin's beak, Ban Lanmalock was one hundred percent certain that this guy's proficiency in weapons was not limited to these, there must be more up his sleeve.

At that moment, Charles shouted, "The warm-up is over." Ban Lanmalock actually let out a breath of relief, thinking it was just as expected, and loudly exclaimed, "Come on!"

"Let us fight a satisfying battle."

Charles swung his sword, drawing seventeen circles in the air, forming seventeen rings of light with the Colorless Blade, pushing them forward with his sword.

Ban Lanmalock had never seen such an extraordinary swordsmanship, he focused and prepared to engage, but just as his Frost Dragon Fighting Qi started coursing through him, he felt a sudden heaviness underfoot, breaking through the ice layer and stepping into the water. In his haste to mobilize the Frost Dragon Fighting Qi, he wasn't quick enough to stabilize his stance, revealing a huge vulnerability.

Charles smiled slightly, amplifying his Quickness Technique to the highest level, sending the griffin's beak straight forward. It broke through Ban Lanmalock's spearmanship, pointing at his chest, he said calmly, "You've lost."

Ban Lanmalock hadn't expected to lose so decisively. He was a resilient man and did not want to argue that it was because the ice layer had shattered, making him unstable on his feet.

He spoke in a low voice, "You've won!" He spun the Knight's Spear in his hand, offering the handle to Charles, then let go, turned around, and left.

Charles reached out and caught the Knight's Spear, glancing at the water below, the seven Flame Hands returned one by one, merging into his body from beneath his feet.

This move was designed to counter Cyrus, but Charles never expected to use it against Notruden's youngest lion.

At the start of the fight, as soon as Charles realized that Ban Lanmalock was using the Frost Dragon Fighting Qi to solidify the ice layer, moving freely on the river's surface, he thought of this strategy. However, to avoid suspicion, he went through much trouble beforehand.

The moment Ban Lanmalock stepped through and shattered the ice layer was calculated by Charles, who had used the Flame Hand to melt the thick ice from beneath, leaving only a thin layer.

If at the start of the battle, Charles had employed this move, it would have been useless. With both fighters' spirits at their peak, Ban Lanmalock could freeze the water with a simple step, never falling into the trap.

But after several hundred exchanges and fighting the entire morning, all of noon, and part of the afternoon, neither fighter's spirit was at its peak. Ban Lanmalock, aiming to conserve his fighting spirit, did not let it leak out to freeze the river. It was this slight detail that let Charles seize the Goddess of Victory by the ankle.

Charles raised the rapier and Knight's Spear in his hands high, cheers erupted from both riverbanks, and countless Notruden girls threw him kisses of victory.

Charles made two rounds on the river Sevantes before returning to shore. His first words to Taoles were, "Quick, get me a dry set of clothes and shoes. I'm completely soaked, and it's really uncomfortable."

Although Charles could stride over waves relying on the Quickness Technique and Spirit Spider Technique, he was not water repellent. By now, both he and Ban Lanmalock were soaked through. Charles didn't know how Ban Lanmalock felt, but he was definitely eager to change into a new set of clothes.

Taoles looked at Charles, who was soaked all over, and said somewhat playfully, "You've got a nice figure!"

Charles replied, "Cut the chit-chat."

Taoles hummed and said, "Alright, no chit-chat then. Why would you think I'd prepare these for men?"

Charles was at a loss for words. The three ladies in his party, including Taoles who was also a miss from Su Mei's Home, although her father was not a count and could not compare to the distinguished status of Menilman, was indeed a top-tier noble lady and certainly not someone to do such things.

Anatasiya, despite being an illegitimate daughter, was still Baron Feel's daughter and had been raised in comfort and privilege, never having done any hard labor, and was a bona fide young lady of privilege who had attended university.

Belisa's status might have been lower, but since she was a little girl, she followed the Duchess, serving as a maid in name but never really doing any strenuous work, always directing other servants instead.

Just then, Julian approached and delivered a set of clothes. Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief, boarded the dark luxurious carriage, closed the door, and even drew the curtains. He took off his soaking wet clothes, wiped down his body with a towel, and changed into the comfortable and dry new clothes, immediately feeling his entire spirit returning.

As soon as he stepped down from the carriage, he heard a squad of soldiers wearing royal knight's armor approaching loudly, "Mister Charles Mecklen, the Emperor summons you."

Charles hurriedly stowed the dark luxury and followed the royal knights to the Notruden Bridge.

Seeing the Emperor of Inglima, one of the Five Great Empires of the Old Continent, twice in a few days was an extremely rare honor.

Even many of the great nobles of Inglima might not meet the Emperor as frequently.

Charles, while in Fars, had not even seen Emperor Julius Axler, let alone the Emperor. He hadn't seen the Imperial Palace doors, having only met the Emperor's brother-in-law, Baron Fabolais, who was known for his love of "squandering his wealth."

Emperor Alfred Guillaume seemed very pleased to see Charles, even arranging a seat for him beside himself and said, "Actually, the performances after each duel are the most enjoyable part."

"This time, the performance is by the royal song and dance troupe, and I've heard the lead dancer is a princess from the New Continent, with an outstanding figure, and apparently, a husband..."

Charles couldn't understand why His Majesty seemed even more excited when he brought up the lead dancer's husband, but he still complimented, "Your Majesty's troupe must be the pinnacle of the entire continent."

Emperor Alfred Guillaume sighed and said, "It's a pity they say that I, as the Emperor, should not indulge in pleasure and forbid me from attending!"

"Only on such occasions can I witness the elegance of the song and dance troupe."

Charles glanced at the Inglima officials and nobles around him and decided not to join the conversation.

Soon, more than ten decorated boats sailed on the River Seventus, the largest of which crossed to Notruden Bridge. The other decorated boats threw out hooks and chains to catch this boat, preventing it from being carried downstream.

Dozens of beautiful dancers appeared one after another, singing and dancing. However, this classic dance was truly not as provocative as the ones the young ladies on the short video websites performed, and after watching for a while, Charles lost interest.

He only regretted that, being beside the Emperor, it was impossible to sneak away halfway.