Chapter 70: Relief
Chapter 70: Relief
The last match of the quarterfinals had finally concluded. Teacher Kyleen stepped up and she announced something after the last match of that round.
"According to the healer from the infirmary, Prince Aragorn must rest for the rest of the day so we have to postpone the next round of this selection tournament until tomorrow. So everyone can use the remainder of the time to rest or whatever you all want to do. I will see you all tomorrow!" she said.
Everyone in the sparring arena exited the room and went on their own way to do their own businesses. Kraftvoll decided to go to Godwin and Prince Aragorn at the infirmary to check on his two friends.
When Kraftvoll entered the infirmary, he saw the two of them who were talking to each other. The beds where the two of them were placed were just next to each other so talking was not that hassle to do.
"So you almost got beaten by the princess? How are you able to win when you are the one who is placed here?" said Godwin while chuckling a little.
"She's so strong! I just let my guard down for a little bit and she managed to do this to me! But you can't laugh at me. You lost to Lady Belle because you underestimated her right from the start. Did you not see my fight with her?" said Prince Aragorn after he got laughed at
This made Godwin a little mad at the elven prince and he started remembering something that Prince Aragorn did previously in his previous fight. "Yo-you! You used my favorite seishin spell!! How dare you do that!?" said the angry Godwin.
The expressions that Godwin was showing made Prince Aragorn laugh. And this is when Kraftvoll entered the room. He laughed when he saw and heard what was happening in the infirmary.
"Okay. Okay. Stop fighting." said Kraftvoll to stop Godwin from bickering.
"Oh, Brother Kraftvoll. You already finished fighting? What is the outcome of your fight with your girlfriend?" said Godwin to tease Kraftvoll who was just laughing earlier.
Kraftvoll got flustered and immediately responded, "Sh-she's not my girlfriend! By the way, I lost! She outwitted me and she defeated me, Brother Godwin!"
"What!? Your talent is better than hers! How can you lose, brother!? I thought you are gonna avenge me! How could you lose to her!" said Godwin.
"I'm just kidding! Hahahaha! You are always teasing me that she was my girlfriend so I fooled you now to get back at you." said Kraftvoll while laughing his ass out.
Godwin's face turned into poker face after Kraftvoll said that he was just joking with him. "Oh. Here I thought that you went easy on her because she's your girlfriend," said Godwin in return.
"Yo-you little-!" said Kraftvoll with a flustered face.
Prince Aragorn laughed seeing how close Kraftvoll and Godwin were but he interrupted them and asked Kraftvoll something.
"Ahem!" said Prince Aragorn to gain the attention of the two kids inside the infirmary beside him. After hearing him, their gaze went toward him.
He started asking Kraftvoll a question, "If your fight already finished, does that mean that I'm going to fight in the next hour then?"
"No. No. The healer of the infirmary said to Teacher Kyleen that you must rest for the rest of the day so the next round is postponed until tomorrow so you better be recovered by then." explained Kraftvoll.
This made Prince Aragorn a little relieved because he thought that he will be disqualified from entering the next round because he will be unable to enter the next battle due to his injuries.
They continued talking among themselves for the rest of the day. When the night came, Kraftvoll decided to went to his own room to rest for the tournament tomorrow. Kraftvoll and the elven prince remained to rest in the infirmary for the night.
The morning came and Kraftvoll started his deep meditation to ensure that his inner seishin essences were full so that he can fight to his next match at his full capacity.
When the time for the Selection Tournament had arrived, Kraftvoll started grooming himself so that he can depart to the sparring arena.
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