The Journey of Eternity

Trace 44 - Winner.

The clock in the middle of the city rang loudly, showing the number 12 in Rome. The princes in the arena do not want a decisive fight, as the white sword and the black sword. The fight will surely be even more thrilling with the new rules given by the king as an additional challenge.

“In the middle of that circle, you will fight until someone comes out or gets hurt by a sword scratch. As a king, I don't care about being seriously injured or not. Let's just say it's a struggle for my precious daughter's opinion.” make the king clear with a cynical tone.

The two princes could only nod without being able to go against the order, as it was part of the one whose name I was traveling.

In the horses preparing, the two princes held the swords in their hands to get the princess. Darting in the same direction, Hendric held back a fierce slash from the front, and eased it backwards. The swordplay of the two did not look much improved than before.

Compared to Prince Michel, who has since attacked openly from the front, Prince Hendric is not seen trying to attack and is only focused on defending. He was not too serious for the final fight and made his opponent's face look irritated, attacking blindly and trying to keep pushing back his opponent.

“Seriously undead! Otherwise, you'll die!” prince Michel snapped loudly right in front of his opponent.

“I will not force to win, just win the prize for yourself. But keep it well!” answer with a serious look.

Prince Hendric hit his opponent again to be pushed far, staring at his opponent. While the Prince Michle was already gasping for breath, even though he looks still powerful. The two swords began to look dull due to the violent clash between the two of them. Not knowing what his opponent was planning, Prince Michel remained vigilant and fought seriously.

“In the initial fight it was me who lost, but this time I will really cut the disgusting bangs that covered your eyes!” prince Mickel said from a distance.

“Successful, fight as you please.” Answer lightly, put up the horses.

The two of them darted again and faced each other with their swords as a hedgehog. A sharp look full of hatred, painted all over the blonde man's face. Staring intently at the opponent in front of him, Prince Michel took the opportunity to kick his opponent's stomach, until he grimaced in pain and held back his aching stomach. With this opportunity, Michel instantly slashed his sword mercilessly.

“This is just fun, haha..” he said with a creepy smile.

“Maybe you will be happy, but this is not enough!” again and again, prince Hendric could always resist the attacks of Prince Michel without difficulty.

Picking up his anger, Prince Michel attacked open and slashed at the man who was still enduring the pain in his stomach. Hardly, the blond man kicked his opponent's leg to the upside and poked with his elbow on his opponent's back. Forcing to fall and break the line.

“Defend! I haven't kept my promise.” Prince Michle pulled his opponent's hand back into the circle before he could get out.

Kicking him again hard to stagger, the satisfied face began to be drawn from his smile. While his opponent still continued to endure the pain and every slash given by his opponent without even giving a counterattack.

“This, this is a payment for someone who is capable, but unfortunately he never to try! Hahaha..” For the last time, the blond man kicked his opponent's face and slashed the hair covering his right eye until it scratched its pip.

“Mine...”.

Exhausted and unable to support himself, Prince Hendric fell and lay limp in front of his opponent. The last moments of the man followed the cheers of the citizens watching, on the winner of course.

“It has been confirmed, it was Prince Liberth Michel Endinburg who deserved to be a pendaping my daughter.” The king cried out to all who heard.

“Happy Prince, may your life be happy with Miss,” said the man, glancing with one eye.

“What does this mean?” his interlocutor stared intently.

“If you ask for this wound scratch, then I will answer as a loser. Living in the kingdom as a person of great pride. But never once fell in love, like you. Until a girl who showed her face in front of the castle.

…Maybe we fell in love at first sight, but we found it hard to meet. Until there was one chance, we met and looked at each other. And that was the first and last time we met, when the king who proposed to him came and was about to kill me. We fought and left a scar in this right eye, as a sign of my defeat. Heh... therefore I will not damage the relationships of others, it is the same as damaging self-esteem including myself,”

“Terden! Look for your own luck and get happiness, rather than just thinking about such a silly story. The undead.” Prince Michel turned around and left prince Hendric just like that.

“Yah... that might be true too.”

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In the evening, they all party to Prince Michel's victory and plan for his engagement tomorrow night. For now they eat big sumua and dance in a drunken state like royalty in general. In addition to the cold temperature outside because of the rain, it is very suitable with the warm drink. With the exception of Hendric, it was obvious that he disliked such a thing and preferred another warm drink and leaned against the corner of the room.

“Goodnight, Prince,” chirps someone who walks towards him.

“Goodnight, Mr. Arlo.” Hendric just kept his head down, looking at the drink in his hand.

Arlo standing right beside her just kept looking at her with a face full of curiosity. Nudged his arm and broke the man's daydream and smiled at him.

“What is the problem with this?” arlo said, after the man standing next to him was willing to look at him.

“Isn't that right? But I don't feel as comfortable as usual,” the man looked back down and drank his tea.

“What do you mean, you've been through this a lot?”

“Of course, I've been through this a lot and it makes me feel bored. But for some reason this time...,” the sentence stopped because Arlo nudged back his arm.

“You're crazy or something, stop thinking and just do it.

And again, don't do what you hate. Because that's the part that makes you unhappy, dah.” Arlo's Resolute.

Arlo just smiles and leaves, while the man stays down and thinks the same thing. Until coincidentally when lightning struck, the prince accidentally dropped the glass in his hand. Scratch an anxious face and a bad feeling on his face.