LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

As the banquet began, the atmosphere was always lively.

Soft music played in the main hall.

After about a while, with the busy work of some servants, a circular space was vacated in the middle of the main hall.

Seeing this, Lu Qi asked Fiona next to him: "What are you doing?"

Fiona also looked over there and replied: "Prepare for some entertainment activities for a while."

Lu Qi asked curiously: "What activity?"

"fencing."

Fiona answered briefly.

"fencing?"

Lu Qi probably knew.

At this time, the music suddenly stopped, and the only sound left was the chatter of nobles, young ladies, and young ladies. Soon, this chatter also became quieter.

It was completely quiet at the end, and people's eyes turned to the center.

Zharila walked to the middle of the field with a smile on her face: "Everyone, as in previous years, the fencing duel is about to begin. I wonder who wants to be the first to take the stage."

"I'll come first!"

After the words fell, a brown-haired man walked out with his head held high. He shook his hair, and then reached out to take off his slightly tight luxurious coat.

Then, he put on a pair of fencing armor.

This armor is a pair of silver scales. If you look closely, you can see tight holes one after another on the armor.

Wearing it on the body protects key parts very well without affecting activities.

Zharila said to him at this time: "According to the rules, Master Alger, you can choose an opponent."

Alger looked at Amuda in the crowd without much thought, and issued an invitation to a duel: "Amuda, please come on stage."

Amuda walked out of the crowd.

Fencing dueling is an ancient art in Demacia. The two sides of the duel will decide the winner fairly and justly in the ring.

Most of the time, a Demacian with honor in his heart would not refuse an invitation to a duel.

This kind of duel is also used in many ways to resolve grievances in Demacia.

Often times like this, it's a duel of life and death.

The fencing duel at this banquet was just an ordinary sparring match, a way for young nobles to spend time and have fun.

Soon, Amuda also put on a suit of armor, and both sides held a blunt weapon.

Then, both parties took a step forward, moved their shoulders, and then waved their swords in the air twice.

This signals that preparations are complete and the duel is about to begin.

The onlookers discussed the two sides of the duel lively.

On the ring, the two walked around in circles facing each other, changing their steps and sword-holding postures according to the movements prescribed by the duel ceremony. Finally, there seemed to be a bit of gunpowder in the air.

There are three people standing around. They are referees, used to supervise unfair behavior in the duel and to score the attacks of both sides of the duel.

"Last year I got two points from you, this year I'm going to get them all."

Alger looked at Amuda, his serious eyes filled with fighting spirit and desire for victory.

In contrast, Amuda's eyes were calm and he smiled when he heard this: "Maybe it's not that easy."

"We'll see!"

As Alger finished speaking, he took a quick step and rushed forward.

The sharp blade in his hand stabbed Amuda sharply.

Faced with such an offensive, Amuda dodged to the left and avoided the blow.

At the same time, he also waved the sword in his hand, and Alger immediately retracted the thrusting blade to block it.

The weapons of the two collided twice in mid-air. Amuda found an opportunity and quickly thrust out the sword in his hand, hitting Alger's helmet.

Suddenly, bursts of cheers erupted from the surrounding area, applauding Amuda's precise attack.

"Your sword is still so fast, I lose." Alger stopped what he was doing and withdrew his weapon with a look of helplessness.

In ordinary fencing duels, the factors that determine the outcome are often scores.

The surrounding referees will award points based on the decider's offense.

For example, a stabbing in the legs would be worth one point, an arm would be worth one and a half points, the stomach would be two points, the chest would be three points, the neck would be four points, and the head would be five points.

Getting five points means winning the duel.

"Concession."

Amuda smiled.

Both sides bowed slightly towards each other, Alger walked off the ring, while Amuda still stood there, waiting for the next challenger.

Soon, another person stepped onto the ring and launched a challenge.

The second game was also a victory for Amuda.

Then came the third challenger. With Amuda's beautiful sword, the battle ended directly, and cheers suddenly broke out around him.

"it is good!"

"Amuda's swordsmanship seems to have become much better."

"No one has gotten a point from him yet."

"I don't think he looks too serious. Wouldn't it be more powerful if he used all his strength?"

As the eldest son of the once famous Laurent family, Amuda has always been somewhat famous in the circle of young nobles.

It is rare to see the swordsmanship of the Laurent family in today's duel arena.

Therefore, he has shown good talent and has been attracting attention since he was a child. He is considered to be the best hope to revive the Laurent family in the future.

Bathed in the applause, Amuda raised a smile, took off his helmet, bowed to the audience, and then left the ring, leaving the venue to others.

Lu Qi watched from the audience and felt that Amuda, as the eldest son of the Laurent family, was indeed quite capable.

Nowadays he is not very interested in this kind of duel.

He had experienced similar duels at the swordsmanship enthusiast training camp, but the rules were more relaxed.

The fencing duel in front of him was just a pastime for the nobles, and Lu Qi had no interest in it.

Amuda, who had won three games in a row, came off the stage and was immediately surrounded by many people. He looked very popular.

Soon, the two stood on the ring again and began a new round of fencing duel.

Fiona kept looking.

Lu Qi could see from her eyes that she was still very interested in this, so he couldn't help but ask aloud: "Why don't you go up and play?"

Fiona looked at the stage and shook her head: "No."

This was not a training camp where she could compete with other swordsmen while wearing a mask.

As the youngest daughter of the Laurent family, she can't do whatever she wants.

Her family had not allowed her to practice swordsmanship since she was a child, imposing many expectations on her that she didn't like.

The reason why Fiona held the sword in the first place was to defy these expectations imposed on her.

The more the family wants her to do something, the more she won't do it.

But Fiona later learned that her resistance and dissatisfaction as a child were not important to those people at all.

They wouldn't let her touch the sword again, so Fiona knew she had to find another way.