229 – Mounting the Peak

The ball room was still a spectacle of silence as the nobles were still gaping with disbelief at the ease with which Lirian took down a Lord.

Lord Draco was after all someone who had overcome tons of obstacles with his own ability, if he wasn't a great fighter there was no way he would have had a chance to hold his current position yet he was lying on the floor like a puppet that had its strings cut.

Crying out in pain, as he lay on the verge of dying, and all of it was just from a single strike of a prince candidate, it was an indication of just how monstrous Lirian's ability was, and it spoke volumes of how incredible his future achievements would be.

It was a completely different thing from when he had Telamon killed, then it was a trial and the empress was the executioner, but this was Lirian giving Lord Draco a physical defeat in a clash of skill.