Masterful Swordsmanship

After hearing Jarvan's story, we also shared some recent events. ♔💋 💘💥

I've kept my explanation of Freljord brief; I'll elaborate on that later. The main focus is on what happened in the Bilgewater and the purpose of our trip.

Jarvan has been reborn from the ashes. He was originally on his way back to Silver City, which is why he came to the edge of the forest. Now that he knows our purpose, we can travel together.

A motorcycle can carry three people, but it's a bit strained for five. If Sarah hadn't stolen one, we could have gone back.

However, since they can transform into giant dragons, they can still travel in desolate areas, so it won't take up too much time.

So we flew together until we were close to the town before landing and continuing on foot.

It was only then that Jarvan inquired about Lucian's surname, as Sylas's Rebel Army had destroyed quite a few noble families last time.

Lucian was a little reserved after learning that Jarvan was the King of Demacia, and it took them quite a while to relax. "Your Majesty, I was once a member of the House of Rat, but I fled Demacia because I possessed magic."

"Since you're Yasuo's friend, then you're my friend too. You've already seen our relationship, so there's no need to be so polite."

"Yes, ma'am... Alright! Jarvan..." Lucian struggled to pronounce Jarvan's name.

"The House of Rat are vassals of the Crownguard, right?"

"Yes, our family has been loyal to Demacia, to the Lightshield, and to the Crownguard for generations."

"Thank you for your loyalty. The House of Rat shouldn't have suffered too much damage in the last war. I think you'll see your family again."

I hope so.

We traveled for five days before finally arriving at Silver City. Because Jarvan's appearance had changed quite a bit, especially since he had become much darker, the guards didn't recognize him at first.

He didn't mind. We went straight to the palace. The palace guards were familiar with us. Jarvan didn't let them go in to announce our arrival and went straight in.

Upon arriving at the main hall, Garen was handling kingdom affairs and was quite surprised to see us suddenly appear.

Lucian knew Garen; this Dauntless Vanguard Great General, who rose to fame at a young age, was extremely famous in Demacia, let alone his own lord.

Garen wanted to send word throughout the city, since the king's return was an exciting event, but Jarvan didn't want to make a big fuss.

He solemnly thanked Garen for his contributions. After all, he had left behind a country in dire need of rebuilding, and its current prosperity was entirely due to the assistance of Garen, Fiora, and others. He would not hesitate to give up the throne to Garen.

After a brief reminiscing, Jarvan asked about Caroline, to which Garen replied in surprise, "Didn't the Queen leave with you?"

"Actually, we didn't go through any training together..." Jarvan recounted what had happened, learning that Caroline hadn't returned.

"The Queen is Dali's daughter and Lightshield's wife; the gods will bless her."

"I hope you can keep this a secret for me. When she returns, tell her to wait for me. I will definitely make sure she gives birth to Prince!"

"You mean you still want to leave?"

"Yes, heroes never stop, that's the prophecy the Sage Tabor gave me. Now General Darius is attacking Shurima, and I've decided to lend him a hand! It's also a way of repaying his kindness."

"Should we bring more people?"

"No need, Shvana and I are enough."

Jarvan didn't linger. He only saw Garen briefly to let him know he was safe before leaving.

We chatted with Garen for a while, and he became very interested when he learned that Lucian was a member of the House of Rat, so he quickly told him to go home and see for himself.

Riven and I were left to take care of our own business. We needed to buy some Nullifying Weapon and send them to Bilgewater. Garen was very generous.

"Since Sylas's rebellion, Nullifying Weapon haven't been as popular as they used to be. Since they're effective against the undead, you can take as many as you like."

"But we didn't bring many gold coins, could you help us out?"

"I don't think you need to go through all that trouble. You should just go find Fiora. The Laurent Family has recently hired a master weaponsmith who can be of great help to you."

"Great, then we'll take our leave!"

"Very well, His Your Majesty's safety is now in your hands."

"Actually, his strength may exceed your imagination."

As Garen saw us off, I suddenly thought of Lux. Garen said she had returned and was now fully assisting Witt in reviving the House of Dali.

This couple overcame many obstacles to finally be together, which is heartwarming.

When we arrived at the Laurent Manor, we ran into Nora. She said Fiora was practicing her sword and wanted to go in to inform her, but I stopped her.

"No need, this will be a perfect surprise for her!"

Riven and I quietly arrived at the gladiator hall and saw two people fighting. We stood at a distance, afraid of disturbing them.

The two were dressed in sword fighting attire and wearing helmets; with such good protective measures, they must have been masters sparring.

Fiora's opponent was tall and appeared to be a man. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and he held his own against Fiora's attacks!

I have always Fiora's swordsmanship. I might be able to defeat her in a full-force fight, but I would have to admit defeat if I only used sword techniques. However, the swordsmanship of this man in front of me is completely comparable to hers. Their moves are completely different, and each of them has its own merits in a fight.

The two moved at varying speeds and intensities, often staring intently at each other without moving, and their brief exchanges resulted in countless sword strikes clashing.

Sometimes the attack slows down, like a dancer strolling freely, but the blade never relaxes, always searching for the opponent's weakness, waiting for the right moment to strike.

On defense, the man handled it very well. He didn't use any blocking techniques, but relied on his footwork to neutralize Fiora's attacks, and there wasn't a single accident.

Watching their match, I felt I learned a lot. Riven was watching intently, and she must have learned even more than I have.

The two exchanged blows, and it wasn't until I was panting heavily that I realized how much time had passed. Such a wonderful battle made time stand still!

When I saw Fiora unleash the Blade Waltz, I knew the battle was about to end; the man's attempts to dodge had finally failed.

He was stabbed in multiple vital areas; if it weren't for his sword fighting uniform, he would already be seriously injured or even dead.

The battle ended, and the two removed their helmets. I saw a handsome face; he showed Fiora great respect.

"You're too powerful, Lady Fiora. I still can't break this move."

"Your swordsmanship gives me immense pleasure, Jergente. I believe it won't be long before you surpass my Blade Waltz, and then I will be no match for you."

"You're too modest. It seems like two guests have arrived over there."