Arena Duel

In the well lit throne room of the Grand Swordsman Kingdom Daedalus stood before the kings throne with a dumbfounded look on his face. The king of this new kingdom had a look of embarrassment on his face as he realised what he had done. Before he could speak and try to fix his mistake Daedalus spoke saying "Well, I uh, I am the Swordsman, and I would like to challenge you to a duel."

The king was thankful that Daedalus didn't bring up the previous embarrassing circumstances and so he immediately agreed to the duel. With the duel accepted Daedalus then asked the king "Where will our duel be taking place, I assume it won't be within the kingdom otherwise our duel might destroy your capital."

The guard who had lead Daedalus in felt sweat pouring from his forehead when he heard what Daedalus' had said about 'destroying' the capital. The king however just laughed and said "Please follow me, it took a lot of effort but I was able to get an arena built that would be able to handle at least my own full force currently with ease."

Daedalus became curious at this and as they walked towards the arena he asked about what material the arena was made with. The king replied "Oh it is just common concrete, however we have tens of defense oriented arrays and formations covering the whole thing."

Daedalus nodded at this and simply walked with the king in silence. While they walked Daedalus analysed his cultivation and what his likely overall level would be. Surprisingly his cultivation was only a small amount lower than Daedalus' own cultivation. This caused Daedalus to realise that he had actually met a few of such people which was interesting as there should be at most five to his knowledge.

Before he could continue his thoughts Daedalus was interrupted by the sight of an enormous arena. Realising this was the place he and the king would be fighting Daedalus looked at the king and said "There won't be spectators right?"

The king smiled and said "Of course there will be spectators, it's an arena!" The man had a big smile on his face, though Daedalus could tell it was a truly honest smile and definitely not malicious. Daedalus could only sigh slightly, he didn't mind if there was an audience he just didn't want to effect how the king was seen by his people. He just didn't know how to explain that to the honest and naive man he would be fighting, without offending his 'honour'.

With the ongoing issues he was thinking about in his head Daedalus realised that he would either have to remove these thoughts from his head or he would lose the battle. So Daedalus put the thoughts out of the way and followed his fellow swordsman into the arena. Before parting they agreed that the battle would start in an hour's time, as well as placing bets for what they would give the other should they lose.

If Daedalus lost he would need to reveal his identity, and if the king lost he would have to relinquish his position as king to Daedalus.