Chapter 218

"Miss, you can change your mind about the fight if you want. I am giving you a chance to back out" Jackson said pretending to care, his words were filled with concern.

(Smiling) "You don't have to be worried about me, there's no need to run away from a fight. I never run away, I face my fears" she responded.

"Okay then," He said, stretching out his bones.

"What weapon would you like to use? You can pick any"

(Scoffs) "I don't have to, I might get you injured. After all you are pregnant"

"You don't have to worry about that, I Insist pick up a weapon. I don't want you to have an excuse if I win" she said looking at him with mockery. Even in his dreams he couldn't get her Injured.

Hearing her last statement, Jackson was indeed pissed. Her words were filled with mockery. Both their conversations could be heard by the people who were present. It was amplified throughout the hall, even this caught Cecilia attention. Cecilia had a tight face, Selom's words pissed her off, it was clear enough that she was making a mockery of her father, she felt like going to the stage herself. Lylic on the other hand was busy watching the show, she knew the fight would not last at all. Once a while, she would glance at the old man who seems to be enjoying himself.

Jackson walked past the stands of the weapons, looking for a suitable one. He was good with swords, spears,Chains, Swings and Arrows. He was impressed looking at them, he finally chose a Swing having Big metal balls, these metal balls had Sharped cone edges. Just on a successful hit, it could pierce Into the person's skin ripping most of the person's flesh out. Just a hit was deadly, he was an expert when it comes to Swing's Weapon, they were good at a distance and one would always be at an advantage. All the expert needed to do was aim and hit. Such weapons were heavy, the weight was more than a 100 pounds (Ib). Jackson picked two of these Swings, which was 100 pounds (Ib) in his left hand and another 100 pounds (Ib) in his right hand. This was 200 pounds (Ib) in total. He swung them, getting himself familiar with them, with a smile on his face. He felt good, he made the best choice. Swinging them with full force and fast speed, it was as if he was playing with toys. He made them look like they were as light as a feather. Everyone from his squad was very impressed, they knew how heavy it was. 

But to their surprise the home squad weren't surprised at all. This was nothing compared to what they could do. Jackson was feeling good with himself, he swung the weapons as he approached her. She should be scared of him by now, after all she should be, he had wanted to go easy on her but she forced him to pick a weapon. Now he felt pity for her, she was done for. "Miss, I am done picking my weapon, I must say,you really have a lot of good things. It's not too late to change your mind" He said with a wicked smile.

"Let the fight Begin" Selom ordered and immediately they could hear the hitting of drums. This was a Normal ritual which was carried out in respect of a fight.

"She didn't pick any weapons, she would die for sure"

"She is such a beautiful and young lady, the world would mourn for her death. What a waste!"

"She just showing off, she wouldn't be able to take a hit and too bad she is pregnant" 

"Her death would be so miserable, our master has never missed a hit. She could just shy away from the fight and save her life but now there is no turning back the drums has already been hit"

"What was she trying to prove? Hmph"

Roselle, Lylic and the home squad heard all the mockery which was taking place but they didn't mind at all. It was always normal stuff, one couldn't stop the mockery and Criticism of everybody just because they feel like, when they see things for themselves, they would shut up on their own. So they were free to voice out their opinions.

The whole hall was so noisy from Jackson's squad whispering,it was more like noise making, because the Volume they spoke was at a loud degree. Jackson could hear the praise coming from them, they kept hailing him while sending get curses. "Little girl, you should pick a weapon, this is for your own good" 

'Puff' Lylic hearing the word 'little Girl' poured out the soda she had in her mouth. That was very disrespectful of him, at the spot she was sitting she turned up the mic to her direction. "Idiot, get on with the fight and stop spilling rubbish" she said sounding very annoyed.

"How dare you! How dare you call my father an Idiot? You must be insane" Cecilia said at the top of her voice. She could not take such an insult, nobody had the right to insult her own Father.

(Laughs) "You are the one who is insane, if you don't sit right back on your seat, I would give you a good beating and this time you wouldn't survive it" Lylic said glaring at her angrily. Cecilia feeling the dangerous aura she emitted became so scared. The same lady whose smile could sweep away the whole world, her glare were much more terrible. Cecilia immediately sat down on her seat like a scared puppy who had been abandoned by its owner in the rain.

Swift who hid at a secluded spot shivered. He had no intention of coming out but the old man had said if he did miss such a show then he would regret it his whole life.