32 Chapter 31: Knight's Forcefield!

"Boom!"

Along with a soft shout, the sound of ice shattering suddenly reached Char's ears.

In the next second, the thorny ice spikes beside him instantly exploded!

The commotion caused by these ice spikes was no less than the disturbance created by the Bow of Extreme Cold. The spikes shattered one after another, forming floating debris and mist in the air. Like an avalanche, they swept through the surrounding area of several dozen meters with extremely low temperatures, instantly freezing everything into smooth mirrors!

And Char, who had just used the Veil of Concealment, was near these ice thorns and was the first to be completely engulfed by the freezing fog!

Under Angelica's control, the entire arena was covered by this dense ice mist, with the grating sound of freezing echoing endlessly.

Angelica wore a cold smile as she watched this scene unfold before her. She gently pressed the necklace on her chest with her hand.

A faint radiance emanated from the pale green gemstone on the necklace.

As the radiance flickered, Angelica's pale complexion, caused by excessive use of magic, gradually regained its usual rosy hue, and her rapid breathing calmed down significantly.

In just a few seconds, exhaustion rapidly receded, her magical energy replenished, and she returned to her usual state.

This ancient artifact is called the "Blessing of the Wood Sprite." It can restore the vitality and magical energy of the user in a short period of time. For someone in a critical condition, it is practically a life-saving artifact. However, in this situation, Angelica used it quite extravagantly.

It's unclear how much time had passed.

Under the illumination of the sunlight, the mist on the field gradually dissipated.

Everyone focused their attention and waited for the moment when the fog completely cleared.

They faintly saw a figure.

Then, their pupils contracted!

In the center of the arena stood a frozen statue, with more than half of the body tightly sealed within an ice coffin imbued with the eternal frost attribute. Apart from the upper body and a barely moving arm, Char was completely trapped.

His entire body was covered in pale frost marks, and ice cones formed on his hair. His deep pupils trembled gently.

Clearly, Char was still conscious and struggling. As he exerted his strength, the not-too-thick crystalline surface emitted a grating sound of cracking.

Perhaps with just a few more tens of seconds, he would be able to break free from the ice.

But in such a tense and fast-paced duel, how could Angelica give him several tens of seconds to regain his mobility?

"Eternal Frost · Prison of Ice Wolves!"

Clearly understanding the concept of striking while the iron is hot, Angelica paid no attention to Char's futile struggles and began chanting again.

Five rough blue figures responded to her call, slowly emerging from the mirror-like rippling ice surface.

They were five wolf-like creatures entirely constructed of pristine blue ice, each the size of a carriage. They resembled ferocious beasts of the wilderness, with pale pupils revealing their fierceness. Faint mists emanated from their slender wolf snouts.

These were ice-summons unique to the Northern Kingdom, each possessing the power of a one-star Great Knight but relatively low intelligence.

"Roarrrr!!"

The Ice Wolves of the Prison howled, their massive claws digging into the ground, ready to pounce. As long as Angelica gave the order, they would charge forward and tear Char into pieces.

"This is the end." Angelica gazed at Char, trapped and unable to move within the ice sculpture, a cruel smile on her face. "Beg me for mercy, or you will be torn to shreds."

From the beginning, she had despised Char.

She despised his nonchalant expression.

She despised how weak he seemed, yet never succumbed to her.

And now, Angelica couldn't wait to see that calm face show the delightful fear she desired.

...

This was the outcome?

While feeling a slight sense of disappointment, the audience also found it reasonable.

To endure for so long under Angelica's hand was already remarkable. Even in defeat, at least no one would mock him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't escape this kind of ending.

Angelica was right; this was an inevitable defeat.

"It's over."

On the spectator stands, the sorceress Mevis stood up calmly, preparing to turn and leave.

This outcome did not surprise her in the least.

This was Angelica's full strength, enough to surpass the younger generation of the capital.

While facing away from her teacher, Nia watched this scene in the arena. In her originally indifferent and calm eyes, there was finally a subtle fluctuation of emotions.

There was a barely perceptible sense of confusion and worry.

Her slender, pale fingers crossed and gripped each other, trembling slightly beneath the wide sleeves of her robe.

At the same time, on the other side of the spectator stands, Headmaster Lucius also stood up.

He never took his eyes off the scene, and within his withered palms, a powerful magic slowly gathered, as if ready to intervene and save Char at any moment.

"No matter the outcome, at least this young man has shown us his unparalleled resilience under pressure. Compared to talent, I appreciate the strength of his spirit," Headmaster Lucius whispered. "But regardless, a great noble house is a great noble house. Such a sturdy barrier cannot be broken by a mere student."

"The Blessing of the Wood Sprite, the frigid bow fused within the soul, and even the Sigh of the Glacier that even I am somewhat envious of... The value of just these three things far exceeds the entire wealth of an ordinary baron."

"From childhood to adulthood, she has received only the highest quality resources, enjoyed the guidance of sorcerers, and coupled with her exceptional talent. How can that little guy named Char win against such an opponent?"

"Unless a miracle happens."

As Headmaster Lucius spoke, he shook his head and sighed, expressing a heartfelt lament about a certain social reality.

However, Archbishop Edmund furrowed his brow slightly and remained silent.

Throughout the entire spectacle, that young man gave off a sense of calmness, as if he had everything under control.

Would someone like him leave so hastily?

This was not only his inner question but also the question in the hearts of Sitar and Rode.

In their hearts, there was a faint hope that a miracle might occur.

Two Judgment Knights sitting in the corner stared solemnly at the scene in the arena.

.....

Cold.

A bone-chilling cold that penetrated to the marrow.

When Char regained consciousness from the ice explosion, he found his entire body frozen into an ice sculpture, enclosed within a crystalline cocoon.

Aside from numbness, he also felt the pain brought by frostbite.

I underestimated it a bit.

Char silently thought in his mind.

In that moment just now, he didn't even have a chance to react before being instantly frozen.

Fortunately, the regenerative ability of this body is incredibly strong. Within just a few seconds, he regained consciousness once again.

He forcefully moved his body, causing the surface of the ice crystal to emit a grating sound of shattering. However, as a result, his body received more feedback of power.

Perhaps in just a few seconds, he would be able to break free from the ice cocoon.

Char forcefully shook his barely functional arm, causing the ice on it to crack and fall.

At the same time, his peripheral vision caught sight of several massive figures suddenly appearing around him, locking their fierce gaze onto him, ready to pounce and tear him apart.

"Do you beg for mercy?"

Angelica's voice echoed from a distance.

He focused his gaze and discovered a smiling face, calmly crossing her arms and looking over at him.

Char didn't speak, nor did he want to speak. He silently closed his eyes.

However, this reaction infuriated Angelica.

You've already fallen to this state, yet you still dare to be so arrogant?!

"Ice Prison Wolves, tear him apart!"

Angelica's expression turned ice-cold, as she pointed from a distance towards Char inside the ice cocoon.

"Roarrrr!!"

The giant wolves, already poised for action, received the command and simultaneously let out deafening roars.

Then, these five Ice Prison Wolves, possessing the strength of great knights, swiftly charged towards Char's position, shattering the ice surface and opening their gaping mouths!

"Young master!"

"Classmate Char!"

From the other side of the spectator stands, two cries of alarm could be faintly heard.

Dahlia and Sylvasta, with pale faces, looked at the scene before them with a deep sense of helplessness. They looked around desperately, hoping someone could come and help Char.

For them, no noble title or duel was as important as his life.

However, unfortunately, among the students, there were hardly any who could intervene in such a level of battle. It was feared that even the slightest interference would result in being torn to shreds by the giant wolves.

Cain...

A tear welled up in the corner of Sylvasta's eye as sadness filled her face. She gently raised her hands, closed her eyes, and prayed.

If Char could see the scene before him, he would surely find it very peculiar.

In his view, the two of them were just ordinary friends, so why were they so concerned about him?

Especially last time when she lent him twenty thousand gold coins in one breath.

But unfortunately, the current Char was still trapped within the ice cocoon, with no interest in paying attention to what was happening in the stands.

"That little guy is about to reach his limit."

Headmaster Lucius stood up, and his palm emitted a pure white light mixed with colorful hues, a prelude to dimensional magic.

He decided to intervene and move Char.

However, at that moment--

"Wait!" Archbishop Edmund suddenly stood up beside him, his expression serious as he stopped Headmaster Lucius. Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "It seems we don't need your intervention."

"We have severely underestimated this young lad."

...

As he stared at the five ice wolves leaping towards him, their jaws capable of tearing a person to shreds, Char remained calm, not showing the slightest hint of panic.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes as he mobilized his muscles and slowly exerted his strength.

Char had a total of 109 stamina points, much stronger than an ordinary great knight. In the previous battle, he had only used about thirty to forty percent of his strength. However, since no one believed he held a higher rank, they assumed he was just a one-star great knight.

But in reality, even if the stamina of a three-star to four-star great knight was quantified, it would only be around 80 points!

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Accompanied by the shattering of ice blocks, the ice crystals on the surface of Char's right hand burst open, freeing him.

However, at this moment, the five Ice Prison Wolves were already within reach. Even the icy mist sprayed from their mouths could be easily felt. In just a moment, their sharp teeth would pierce through Char's body completely!

"Roarrrr!!"

Deafening roars echoed throughout the venue, causing many people to close their eyes, seemingly unwilling to witness the bloody scene that would unfold next.

Is it about to end?

Is it death?

Or will Angelica show mercy and leave him heavily wounded with just a few bites?

"So noisy."

A calm voice suddenly resounded.

Despite the imminent danger, Char, still trapped in the ice cocoon, merely furrowed his brow slightly. He exerted force to twist his neck and then raised his only free hand high.

His fingers spread open, and he clenched his fist with strength.

"Knight... Forcefield!"