Chapter 224: Duel of the Noirs Part 1

Chapter 224: Duel of the Noirs Part 1

56 years ago

Elzri tried to tie the laces of his boots tight, but his fingers shook. If it was from the roaring crowds above the training room or from his own nervousness, he didnt know.

You dont have to do this, Ismene said, a tone of worry clear in her voice.New novel chapters are published on

Elzri looked over at Ismene and his little sister Una who sat on a bench across from him.

I do, he sighed.

How is having to fight your sister in a magical duel necessary? Ismene frowned.

Riri is right, Una nodded reluctantly. He embarrassed Esletha at our fathers funeral wake. Even if she goaded him.

Which she did, Elzri said.

Which no one noticed, Una said. What everyone did notice was you throwing wine in Eslethas face. Shell want recompensation.

So what? Shell just try to hurt Riri? Ismene asked.

More like she wants to embarrass me in front of a large audience where everyone can see, Elzri pointed up at the colosseum above them. She wants to discredit me as the Lord of House Noir. If Im defeated easily by her, itll help strengthen her claim to the Noir throne.

Which she will, beat you, I mean, Ismene said. You really shouldnt do this.

Its fine, he smiled, strained. I dont want the throne anyway. I promised you, were going to travel the world. Besides, Esletha is the best candidate to take my fathers place. Ill let her rough me up a bit, shell be satisfied. Then Ill give her the Noir throne.

Why cant you just give her the throne now? Ismene crossed her arms.

You dont understand our sister, Unas shoulders slumped. Shes very prideful. She wont just accept the throne, not like this, not after Riri embarrassed her.

This is stupid, you should just concede! Ismene said.

I wish I could, Elzri said. But Esletha wouldnt be satisfied. I rather have no bad blood with the woman who is about to become the head of my family.

Elzri noticed the worried look on Ismenes face. He tried putting on a brave face, It wont be that bad. This isnt a regular duel, the rules have been changed in my favor. I just have to last ten minutes on the stage and the stage is like 300 some paces large! Itll be hard to fall off.

Elzri sighed and hung his head.

Oof, the crowds are not kind today! the herald exclaimed. It seems that in large enough numbers of anonymity, even a mere commoner can find the courage to insult a Ruling Familys leader. I hope our Lord Noir can turn their opinions around! But he may find that difficult because facing him today folks is one of your favorites, the beautiful, the deadly, the POWERFUL, ~Eslethaaaaa Noooooooiiiiir!~

The southern gate opened to the sounds of cheers and applause. Esletha strolled out with a confident gait. She smiled and waved at the crowds. To Elzris surprise the crowds cheers rose to even greater heights.

Esletha, Esletha, Esletha! the crowds chanted her name over and over.

It seems the young lord Elzri Noir may be in for a difficult run, folks. Can the mere adept last ten minutes in the ring against one of Hollow Shades greatest duelists? the herald asked grandly. May the Watcher Lunae watch over our duelists and show them her favor. May the Mystery Caligo enlighten our duelists with the secrets of magic. May the Traveler Stjerne show our duelists their path to victory. And may the Guardian Bellum protect our duelists in this battle of glory.

The herald raised his hands high, By the power invested in me as Herald of Duels, this match is officially BEGUN!

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The crowds endless cheering vibrated through the ground underneath Elzris feet.

They really want me to lose? he thought grimly.

Not that he had any intention of winning. Still, a little show of compassion might have been nice.

Elzri looked across the enormous field, Esletha was only a small figure in the distance, but he knew she was getting closer, preparing to land him flat on his ass.

Elzri walked towards her, his feet feeling heavier with each step. After what seemed an eternity he found himself a dozen paces from her.

He bowed his head, Hello, elder sister.

Proper etiquette? she tilted her head. A bit late, dont you think? Theres no reason you have to pretend to be polite. None of those people can hear us from all the way up there. Its just you and me. She sneered, Ive been looking forward to this.

Elzri sighed. Look, we both know that you want the throne. And I plan on giving it to you, sometime after this match. So, if you could make this quick, preferably harmless, he winced dramatically. Id appreciate it very much.

A coward to the end, huh? Esletha scoffed. You really are just a little snake. How in all the bloody Realms did you ever manage to worm your way into fathers ear?

It wasnt like that, Esletha, he said weakly.

She pointed an accusing finger at him, Why did he choose you? I spent my whole life trying to prove myself to him, trying to prove that I was worthy, but you? You never did anything, always the bare minimum, and yet he gave you everything! Youre weak,lazy, and afraid. So why did he choose you!?

I really wish he hadnt