The Necromancer in the Wizarding World

Caron hurried to Matthews' side and asked nervously, "Master, are you okay?"

The noble servant was still aggressive: "It's not him who is in trouble, it's our young master who was hit by him, and you are in trouble!"

Caron stood beside Matthews without showing any weakness. Facing the other party's accusations, he retorted firmly: "Be careful with your words, you scared our young master!" This is the city of Cania, they don't need to be afraid of anyone.

Just as the young noble was about to speak, his servant whispered in his ear. Then, the servant said arrogantly: "Young man, perhaps you don't know that our young master is a powerful apprentice knight. You don't look like an ordinary person. How about a sparring match? If you don't want to, then kneel down and admit your mistake."

"Asshole!" How could Matthews tolerate such a provocation? Not to mention that in another world he was invincible in the online game "Ancient Martial Arts World". Now he was the son of an earl. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Caron held the hilt of his sword tightly, ready to execute Matthews' orders at any time. However, the noble servant seemed fearless and even a little contemptuous.

"Okay, I'll grant you your wish! Let's go to the arena!" Matthews said coldly, then turned and walked towards the arena. His steps were firm and powerful, as if he was ready to take on the challenge.

Seeing this, the noble boy and his servants followed closely and followed Matthews to the arena.

In the arena, the two men occupied one end each, ready to start the duel. Matthews did not carry his own knight's sword with him in the city of Cania these days, and could only borrow Caron's weapon. At this moment, he felt a little regretful, because although he was also an apprentice knight, he had just passed the outbreak period and was considered a complete novice.

In contrast, the young nobleman seemed very calm, the knight sword on his waist was well-made and gleaming with cold light. He had an excited look on his face, as if he was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

The noble boy was the first to break the silence. He expressed his identity and willingness to challenge his opponent: "I am Hunter Leo, please teach me!"

Matthews responded succinctly by referring to his name: "Matthews." He did not mention his family name, which might have been seen as impolite in the Gothic kingdom and could even have been interpreted as contempt and provocation.

Hunter's face darkened, and he was obviously insulted by Matthews's failure to mention his last name. Without saying anything more, he quickly drew his sword from his waist and assumed a standard and threatening fighting stance, ready to fight Matthews.

Matthews' appearance and demeanor exude a calmness and maturity beyond his years, even though he is actually younger than Hunter Leo.

Thanks to his exceptionally good burst, Matthews' strength and endurance are slightly inferior to Hunter, but the gap between the two is not insurmountable. However, his shortcomings are also obvious - in speed and agility.

Before deciding whether to take the defensive or the active attack, Matthews fell into a brief contemplation. Based on his countless sparring sessions with Marshall, he knew that he could still fight in terms of physical strength and power, but he was always at a disadvantage in terms of agility. He was worried that once he chose to take the initiative to attack, this weakness of his would be keenly captured and exploited by his opponent.

Despite this, Matthews did not show any panic or anxiety on the surface. He maintained a calm demeanor, moving his feet at a steady pace, and the long sword in his hand occasionally drew elegant sword flowers in the air, as if to show his strength and confidence to his opponent. His eyes were firm and sharp, revealing an indomitable fighting spirit.

Hunter saw that Matthews had not yet launched an attack, and finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to attack Matthews. He moved his body, and the long sword in his hand turned into a cold light, going straight to Matthews' vital point.

Matthews reacted quickly, and he swung his sword to the left, successfully deflecting Hunter's attack, and then slashed at the opponent's flank. However, Hunter seemed to be prepared, and he stabbed again. Matthews swung his sword to the right again to block, and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

This kind of attack and defense transition continued between the two of them, their swordsmanship was sometimes fierce, sometimes flexible. Before they knew it, they had fought dozens of rounds on the field.

Although both of them were apprentice knights, they had not yet experienced the tempering of a real battlefield. Their movements were a little immature and lacked the cruelty and ferocity of actual combat. This battle was more like a friendly exchange.

Matthews' purpose of this trip was to relax and sightsee. He did not want to get involved in any conflict, so he kept a low profile and tried to avoid attracting attention. He longed to broaden his horizons, gain knowledge, and experience different lives and cultures. However, things are unpredictable, and he never expected that he would encounter a battle here.

In the castle, Matthews has not had time to practice fighting skills, let alone the family secrets. All he can rely on at this moment is the basic fighting skills he has mastered in training. Facing Hunter's swift attack, he must respond quickly and try to find a way to deal with Hunter.

Although Matthews's moves were a little immature, he relied on his firm will and excellent reaction speed to resolve Hunter's attacks again and again. He kept looking for opportunities and tried to launch a counterattack. He knew that only by persisting could he win the battle.

"Master, use your fighting skills!" The annoying noble servant spoke again! Matthews wanted to tear it apart. However, he knew he had to stay rational at this time. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and fixed his eyes firmly on Hunter, carefully observing his opponent's every move while fighting.

Matthews knew that Hunter's fighting skills must be extraordinary, and he had to be fully prepared. Various tactics and strategies quickly flashed through his mind, trying to find a way to crack Hunter's fighting skills.

At this moment, Hunter suddenly swung his sword, and a powerful force instantly burst out, forcing Matthews back. Matthews instantly realized that Hunter's action was not ordinary, and he was going to use a big move.

Matthews did not hesitate at all, he immediately rushed forward and started a fierce fight with Hunter. He used flexible steps and precise swordsmanship to constantly disrupt Hunter's rhythm and concentration, not giving the opponent any chance to accumulate strength.

Matthews realized that if he allowed Hunter to successfully perform his fighting skills or some family secrets, he would definitely lose. Therefore, he did his best to destroy Hunter's sense of distance in the arena, making it difficult for him to create space to accumulate strength. Whenever Hunter tried to create distance, Matthews would quickly approach and disrupt his rhythm. This not only prevented Hunter from performing his fighting skills, but also consumed a lot of physical strength.

Hunter had great strength, but he became more and more impatient because he could not use it effectively, while Matthews gradually found his own rhythm in the battle and his movements became more and more free. The duel between the two sides fell into a stalemate, and neither could easily defeat the opponent.

In the arena, the two fought evenly, but it was hard to tell who was better. It looked very exciting, but in fact, neither side had gained a decisive advantage. As time went on, the physical strength of the two began to be gradually exhausted, and each swing of the sword became more and more difficult. This long-lasting contest not only tested their physical limits, but also was a severe challenge to their willpower. They had to grit their teeth and persevere to have a chance to laugh to the end.

Off the field, the atmosphere changed like a drama. Caron was as nervous as an ant on a hot pot at first, but as time went on, he gradually regained his composure. At the same time, the noble servant who was originally full of confidence fell into extreme depression at this moment. His face was livid, and his eyes revealed disappointment that could not be concealed.

At this time, the Earl's housekeeper Devo rushed over after hearing the news. His steps were steady and powerful, and he was obviously used to big scenes. With him came Howard, the knight guarding the arena. He was tall and strong, with a dignified face, giving people a sense of arrogance.

Caron hurried forward and explained the whole incident in detail to DeVoe and Howard. His words were clear and accurate. When he described the fighting in the arena, his eyes sparkled with excitement and pride, as if he was telling a heroic legend.

The butler and Knight Howard watched quietly on the sidelines for a while, their eyes closely following Matthews' figure, as if to see through his inner world. They nodded frequently at Matthews' performance, with expressions of surprise and appreciation on their faces.

However, they also clearly saw that the two players on the field were evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other.

After watching for a while, the butler walked up to the noble servants and asked about their origins in a gentle and polite tone. He learned that the noble boy was actually the grandson of Grand Duke Leo, and they came to Cania City specifically for sightseeing.