Returning to the matter at hand, what truly caught Sovell's attention was not the "infighting" among a few members of the Round Table.
After all, over the past few years, he had fought practically every one of them except Pellinore, whether they had sought him out or been dragged into it.
Sovell knew their strength better than they did themselves.
But.
Someone had entered his field of view, standing out as conspicuously as Kelpie among a herd of fine horses.
It was a young knight named Gareth, who wielded a crudely made lance and won ten consecutive matches without a single defeat, only to "unluckily" draw Gawain as her next opponent.
Sovell had initially thought this match bordered on Gawain picking on someone younger, but once he actually went to watch, he quickly dismissed that thought.
For not only had the young knight easily defeated Gawain in the joust with tremendous strength and skill, displaying a bearing Artoria praised as that of a raging demon wolf.
She had even held out against Gawain for two full hours in the first round of sword fighting!
Against Gawain!
Two hours!
Sovell greatly admired the young knight and soon began considering whether to recruit her to the Round Table.
As for why it was called the "first round" of sword fighting?
Because the first round was the only round.
By the end, the young knight was almost completely spent. Perhaps nothing but her pride as a knight kept her from collapsing.
Gawain, on the other hand, remained full of energy, since the tournament grounds were outdoors and bathed in sunlight.
Just as Gawain was about to deliver the final blow and declare Gareth's defeat, a girl poked her head out of the crowd and shouted at him:
**"Duke Gawain! Please stop fighting! She's