Berinsil wore a ferocious expression, but his posture was courteous. He wordlessly stared at Juan. Berinsil was the first to bow and show respect. Challengers would usually show respect to their opponent first, but Berinsil already knew that the main character of this play was Juan rather than himself.

His role was to draw Juan out of the crowd.

‘Was he chosen to play this role just because he seems ill-tempered?’ thought Juan. However, Juan was forced to correct his thoughts as soon as Berinsil got into a proper position and started swinging his sword.

Berinsil was a real talent. If he were to decide to fight for real, then he would undoubtedly win and become Haranbal’s groom.

Juan barely managed to block Berinsil’s sword. However, Berinsil quickly corrected his posture as if he had expected Juan’s reaction.

Berinsil’s swordsmanship felt familiar to Juan. The traces of the elf swordsman of Aruntal who had taught Juan swordsmanship could be clearly seen from Berinsil’s movements. Berinsil was as powerful as the elf swordsman of Aruntal—if not more.

‘He didn’t show even half of his skills when he fought the other elves.’

Even if the elves in the open space attacked Berinsil at once, they would still not be able to defeat him. However, it would be a different story if Haranbal or Aunkel decided to get involved.

Meanwhile, Berinsil was about to deliver his third attack.

However, Juan could already beat the elf...