Surrender!
Even though Tristan had casted [Fire Aura] to make up for the difference between the two of them, it was apparent that it was still not enough. It seemed what the Arcadian King said was somewhat true, that he really needed to have more practice in the art of the sword.
There was no point in having a lot of strength and speed, but kept getting parried and dodged by his opponent's skillful moves..
Previously, it was always his body's muscle memory that helped him keep up with the expertise his opponents displayed against him. However, the same couldn't be said about the Arcadian King.
The man seemed to have incorporated so many variations and techniques within his fighting style, and the King kept changing his approach, Tristan muscle memory finally found its limitation.
Splat!! Blood spilled from Tristan as the Arcadian King's golden sword managed to cut off his arm. As a result, Tristan's sword found its way to the ground.