Chapter 128: 128. Swords Drawn and Bows Bent

Before the duel began, no one on the side of Sain Territory had anticipated such a result—their lord, the Bronze-level Baron Leisen, would actually be defeated at the hands of a nobody.

When Leisen's shoulder armor was stained red, and when Ruidar's longsword pressed against the other man's neck, only then did Feilidun and Qiaofuli wake as if from a dream.

They held their longswords high, shouting, and charged forward in a rush with over a dozen Professional Knights and thirty-six cavalrymen.

They were all people who relied on Sain Territory; if Baron Leisen were killed, their status would be severely affected, and there was even a high probability that they would lose everything they currently possessed.

Therefore, they would absolutely not sit by and watch this happen.

Luoning's side naturally would not allow Ruidar to be surrounded.

"Charge!"

The Tayunjv darted out at high speed, and he led Maiken and the others in a full charge.

Both sides immediately surrounded Ruidar and the fallen Leisen, but the slaughter did not begin because Leisen was under Ruidar's control.

"Baron Luoning, rashly killing a noble is a violation of the Kingdom's laws!"

Feilidun roared: "Even Wushan Castle will find it difficult to protect you!"

Luoning had never thought about killing Leisen here; doing so would have no benefit other than leaving him with one less enemy he had already defeated.

Leisen had an heir; even if he died in the duel, Sain Territory would not become ownerless land, and his son Morawi would become the new Baron of Sain Territory.

Luoning would not gain the territory, but would instead invite a heap of trouble.

"Feilidun, you don't need to be so nervous."

Luoning revealed a kind smile, but in Feilidun's eyes, this young Baron was far more dangerous than the last time he had seen him.

Feilidun remembered the first time he met Luoning was on the day Pulinsite died.

At that time, he would never have thought that this young Baron would one day threaten Sain Territory, and he even felt the other party would not survive the winter.

Yet he could never have imagined that, in just over three months, the Baron he served would be lying under the sword of the other party's follower.

Luoning signaled for Ruidar to put away his longsword, indicating his stance:

"The duel Ruidar and Baron Leisen signed was just an ordinary duel, not a fight to the death; I never thought of taking your master's life."

As he spoke, he dismounted and came to Baron Leisen's side, "Baron, how are you? Can you still stand?"

Leisen let out a muffled grunt, his eyes full of pain and hostility, and did not answer.

Seeing that the situation would not deteriorate, Feilidun immediately summoned people forward; one person helped Leisen sit up, while two others scrambled to remove Leisen's armor.

Soon, the wound underneath was revealed.

Ruidar's sword strike was very sharp; it had slipped in along the gap in the shoulder guard, directly cutting open a large piece of flesh on the shoulder.

If not for the strong defense of a Bronze Knight, combined with the armor catching the force of the sword, Leisen's arm might have been severed entirely.

By then, besides Baron German of Lake Town, Wushan Territory might have gained another One-armed Lone Wolf.

"The injury is quite serious."

Watching them scramble to bandage and stop the bleeding, Luoning couldn't help but remind them:

"Baron Leisen, I have a Magician with the Light Attribute here. If you need it, I can have him use a Healing Spell to alleviate your injury."

Leisen looked at Luoning, his eyes brightening.

Yet he heard Luoning continue: "However, Aierlong's aptitude is not high, his speed of refining Magic Power is relatively slow, and casting a Healing Spell is quite strenuous for him. If you want treatment, you must pay a reward."

He held up one finger, "One hundred gold coins per treatment, if..."

"Treat it!"

Leisen gritted his teeth and spat out the word; whether from excessive blood loss or anger, his face had turned somewhat pale.

Luoning gave Aierlong a look, and the latter walked out of the ranks with a smile, bowing respectfully to Leisen.

"Greetings, Baron. Aierlong is very happy to serve you."

After saying this, he began to outline the Spell Pattern for the Healing Spell; the speed was a bit slower than usual, but after just five or six seconds, a radiance burst forth from the Spell Pattern and shone onto Leisen's wound.

The effect of the Healing Spell was immediate, and the speed of the bleeding decreased at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"My Lord, your injury is quite serious; one Healing Spell will not be enough."

As the Healing Spell's Spell Pattern dissipated in the air, Aierlong reminded him: "It would be best to perform two more treatments."

Leisen stared at Aierlong without speaking.

Luoning said: "Treat it! Would Lord Leisen be short of this little bit of money?"

"Very well~"

Aierlong said, and began casting again.

Following two more Healing Spells, the wound had completely stopped bleeding and had even scabbed over.

Aierlong gave a friendly reminder: "My Lord's injury is quite serious; the Healing Spell can only do this much. Please continue to bandage it, and do not move easily for a period of time after returning, otherwise there is still a possibility of the wound tearing open."

This reminder was actually true; the Magician had not skimped on the effect of the Healing Spell.

After being bandaged by his subordinates, Leisen was helped to his feet.

It was not that he had lost this battle; being defeated head-on by someone of a lower rank, and in front of his own Knight Squad, Leisen felt humiliated.

He looked at the harmless-looking junior before him, the anger in his heart surging, his hatred at its peak, yet he was already too weak to fight again.

Luoning knew the other party hated him, so from the very beginning, he was not afraid of offending him.

"Leisen, according to the agreement, since you lost, from today on your people cannot cross the center line between Huitu Village and the Heiling Tribe, and at the same time, you need to pay 100 gold coins to redeem Fenlisi and the others."

"Oh right, the three Healing Spells just now, 300 gold coins in total, please pay that as well."

"Hmph, the integrity of Sain Territory still stands!"

Leisen said coldly, though compared to his previous bluster, he was somewhat weak from having lost so much blood.

"Within five days, I will have Feilidun send the gold coins to the Huitu Tribe."

After saying this, he looked left and right, "Let's go!"

Watching Leisen being helped onto his horse and the Sain Territory team slowly depart, the people on Luoning's side finally erupted into cheers.

"We have won!"

"The commander is too amazing!"

"As expected of Lord Commander!"

Luoning also gave Ruidar a thumbs up, "Well done, Commander!"

At the same time, he asked with concern: "You were sent flying by his Battle Technique several times, how do you feel? Do you need Aierlong to cast a Healing Spell for you?"

Ruidar's condition at this moment was not very good either.

Although Flame Whirlwind is an area-of-effect Battle Technique, being sent flying so many times would still shake one's internal organs, and he had also vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"The effect of the Healing Spell on the injuries inside my body is not very good."

Ruidar shook his head, "After going back this time, I am afraid I will need to recuperate for a few days and cannot fight."

"Then get some good rest; Sain Territory will not invade again in the short term."

The team from Shanlin Town also slowly returned.

Shanlin Town had won this battle, and amidst the cheers and joy, everyone also had more respect for Ruidar.

The commander of Shanlin Town was no longer just a simple Advanced Knight, but someone capable of defeating and killing a Bronze Knight across ranks.

This is prestige.

But Luoning knew that this victory was only temporary, and this Duel was just the beginning of the conflict between him and Sain Territory.

(End of this chapter)