That's a fake elf

Seeing the arrogant and domineering fire giant in the magma lake, Hekedna was so angry that she almost broke her teeth.

She really didn't expect that the fire giant she had finally driven away would become a stumbling block for her under the other party's drive, which made her feel a trace of regret in her heart.

If she could put down a little bit of her pride and attack the fire giant at the same time, she might have won by now.

But now, the situation has reversed and it is too late to say anything.

The previous battles had exhausted the energy stored in her [Sword of Final Lament], and it was impossible to refill it in a short time.

She is a great swordsman, but her weak point is magic.

Facing a fire giant with unlimited recovery and almost unlimited energy in a disadvantageous terrain, she had no chance of winning.

Unless there is a teammate carrying her in front, giving her time to recover her energy.

Looking at the lava bombs filling the sky, Hekedena's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, and she could only keep waving the sword in her hand to block.

As all her energy and mana were exhausted, even the Duelist's Mark was triggered. Hekedna turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the barrier.

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In the auditorium of the palace training ground, Duke Aurora's face was full of nervousness, and the fingers holding the armrests began to turn blue.

"My brother, don't be too nervous, it's just a training match." Prince Lionheart patted Duke Aurora on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"It's not your granddaughter, of course you don't care." Duke Aurora glared at Prince Lionheart and said angrily.

"Why don't I care? I already regard Hekeda as my granddaughter." Prince Lionheart said in shock.

"Humph." Duke Aurora snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Come out, come out."

"Fire duel field, the final winners are Emilia, Barbatos, Lorna, and Leon."

Seeing the disgraced Hekedna appearing at the training ground, Duke Aurora stood up suddenly.

He originally thought that the final winner of the fire duel would be his granddaughter, but unexpectedly, she lost.

"My dear brother, we are all our own, no matter who wins, it will still be the same!" Duke Mana, who didn't care about the result, saw the livid Duke Aurora, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Humph."

After hearing Duke Mana's highly sarcastic words, Duke Aurora left the auditorium without looking back.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I didn't win." Seeing her grandfather hurriedly coming down from the auditorium, Hekeda bit her lip, lowered her head, and her eyes began to turn red unconsciously.

She has always been the pride of her grandfather since she was a child, but this time, she lost completely and humiliated him.

This made her feel that she was not worthy to master the [Sword of Last Lament] and become her grandfather's successor.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you go all out, that's enough. I don't care whether you win or not!" Duke Aurora touched his granddaughter's hair, his eyes full of love.

"I swear, this is my last failure."

"This is my granddaughter." Seeing Hekeda's eyes filled with confidence again, Duke Aurora nodded with satisfaction.

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"Congratulations on becoming the winner of the fire duel field. This is your reward." Elder Druid held an exquisite ancient oak treasure box and walked quickly to Li Ang and others with a smile on his face.

Looking at the exquisite box, the troubadour's eyes suddenly lit up, and he wanted to reach out for it, but someone was one step faster than him.

"Is this the Magic Soul? It's so beautiful!" Lona opened the box and looked at the ruby-like magic stone inside, saying with joy.

"Don't forget, I have a share in this." The troubadour looked at the red gem, his eyes emitting golden light, like a miser.

"According to the agreement, these magic souls belong to me for 2500 gold each." Lona closed the box, blocking the bard's gaze, and said arrogantly.

"That's what Amelia promised you, and I didn't promise it." The bard frowned and said confidently.

"Barbatos, if it weren't for Lorna and Leon, we wouldn't have been able to win at all. We can't behave like this!" Upon hearing this, Emilia glared at the bard angrily.

"Amelia, I'm grateful to them." The troubadour said helplessly: "But the accounts that should be settled must be settled clearly."

"A treasure that is obviously worth 5000 gold coins in the market can be turned into 7000 through my eloquence. You sell it to them at a low price of 2500 gold coins. Are you stupid?"

"..." Amelia suddenly trembled with anger.

"You're so shameless. If you didn't agree at the beginning, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Lorna gritted her teeth.

"Is it useful if I say it? In your opinion, I am just a dragster!" the troubadour said disdainfully.

"..." Lona's eyes were full of anger, and she wanted to kill this guy with a sword.

"Since we can't agree on the price, let's forget it."

"I don't agree. It's mine, it's mine, no one can take it away." Lona avoided Li Ang, like a puppy guarding its food, and directly took out the [Magic Sword Lucifer].

When the bard saw the magic sword in Lorna's hand, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. After taking a few steps back, he immediately turned around and saluted the Druid elder, saying with respect:

"I hope Elder Rumia will make a fair judgment for us."

"According to the regulations, the winning team can each get 2 magic souls. We will not interfere with how you use them." The Druid elder nodded and looked at Lorna:

"Even if you give it to each other, it doesn't matter."

"But if you want to steal other people's rewards through illegal means such as threats, deception, theft, etc., then I will have to take care of it."

"I....."

"Lona, don't be impulsive, it's just two magic souls. I'll give you those two." Leon grabbed hold of Lorna who was about to explode, and his expression became a little solemn.

"Hmph, singer, just wait for me, I will take care of you sooner or later."

Lorna angrily took out the ancient oak box from the space bag, took out four magic souls from it, smashed it on the bard's face, and ran away without looking back.

"Hey, come if you can, I'm not afraid." The troubadour covered his face, picked up the magic soul from the ground, and said nonchalantly.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, Li Ang shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly and said to the Druid elder: "I made you laugh."

"Yeah." Seeing that the farce was over, the Druid elder didn't say anything more, nodded, and turned around to leave.

Just as the troubadour was looking at the magic soul happily, a small hand snatched two of them from his hand.

"Amelia, you..."

"Shut up, there is a part of me in this. How I want to deal with it is my freedom." Emilia walked up to Li Ang with the magic soul and said softly:

"I apologize to Lorna on behalf of Barbatos, and I hope she won't take this matter to heart."

"Don't worry, she just screams loudly, but she won't actually do anything to him." Li Ang shook his head and said with a smile.

"I'm not used to owing people favors." Amelia's face turned red, she grabbed Leon's hand and put the magic soul into his palm.

"Okay, I've accepted the things. How do I pay for your money?"

"When you have time, you can send it to the Merchant Association and give it to Miss Catherine. I owe her a lot of money." Amelia was silent for a while and said with a wry smile.

Li Ang took a deep look at Amelia and nodded.

"Well, regarding the price of the Magic Soul, I think we can discuss it in private, as you know..." The bard suddenly came between the two of them, showing the face of a profiteer.

"Barbatos, shut up!" Emilia slapped the bard away with a stick.