In this crossover anime, many ruthless and powerful figures reside in my territory.

The son of an earl naturally has more resources than the son of a baron, and from the beginning, Chris's qualities were inferior to Buck's in every aspect.

He knew that Buck was a third-tier Blood Knight, just like him.

If Chris weren't known for being stubborn around here, he really would have tried to forcibly restrain the other person.

You freakish young master, you've ruined so many lives...

Sparks flew from the friction of metal against metal in the dueling arena, landing on Chris and Buck's faces.

One man was panting heavily, his gray curly hair soaked with blood, while the other man was effortlessly wielding a halberd.

"What? You're already out of energy?"

"You just said you were going to kill me, but your current behavior only proves your incompetence."

"It also proves how incompetent your master... that freak is."

The halberd swung out and took a piece of flesh from Chris's shoulder.

Much of his armor had been removed.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, which flowed down his arms and between his fingers, staining the hilt and blade of his sword red.

"Looks like it won't even take a minute!"

The halberd fell and slammed into the spine of Chris's two-handed sword, the immense pressure forcing him to bend his knees.

Good weight……

Is he going to die?

No, he hasn't protected the dignity of adults yet; he can't fall!

The next moment, the halberd lashed out like a whip across Chris's chest, shattering the last piece of armor and tearing through his skin with its fragments.

"puff!"

still have a chance!

Chris propped himself up and spat the blood and foam from his mouth to the side.

There's still a chance!!!

As the elder once said, if the weak want to defeat the strong, they must seize the moment when the opponent is relaxed and launch a fatal attack.

Since the enemy hasn't killed him outright, he still has a chance, and he absolutely must seize it!

His blood-stained hands gripped the sword hilt tightly once more.

Chris launched the final charge.

"Ah~~~~"

Watching that reckless charge without any strategy, Buck's face showed only boredom.

"Is this all you've got left—this pointless resistance?"

With a flick of his wrists, the halberd's blade pierced Chris's left abdomen like a venomous snake's tongue.

The halberd pinned Chris to the ground like a nail.

Chaplin and others who had worked with Chris for many years couldn't help but turn their heads away when they saw the tragic scene. On the contrary, the nobles on Duke Dick's side loudly mocked Chris for overestimating himself.

"Look there, that guy can barely hold his sword."

"Tsk tsk tsk, he'll die from this wound soon."

"This is what happens when you don't recognize your own limitations."

Buck casually held the halberd in one hand, while picking his ear with the other.

"Let you bleed to death as the price for challenging me."

The next second, his right hand left the halberd.

Suddenly, a crimson aura burst forth from Chris's body, like the last rays of the setting sun.

He clenched his fists, his legs instantly spinning his body, his two swords covered in a layer of blood-red light, and slammed them down towards Buck, whose eyes were wide open.

what? !

He can move with that kind of injury? Doesn't he feel pain?!

Chris, whose eyes were barely open, saw the shock in Buck's eyes.

A surge of warmth welled up in his heart.

My lord, I gave my life to uphold your dignity and honor!

At that moment, Buck's shocked expression suddenly changed.

"I was just kidding."

He too erupted with bloodlust, taking a single step into Chris's arms.

A heavy punch, laced with the aura of blood, slammed into Chris's face.

It's broken, everything is broken.

This time, Chris collapsed to the ground, utterly powerless.

Do you think I can't see through your plans?

“Those lowly people are plotting the same thing as you, thinking they can trade their lives for mine.”

"The flaw I showed you just now was intentional."

Buck gripped the halberd again, flicked off most of the blood, and pointed the blade at Chris's head.

He licked the corner of his mouth.

"This time I won't give you another chance to surprise me."

Chris lay on the ground, his eyelids struggling weakly to try and see the scene before him.

He saw Buck leap up, pointing his halberd at his head like a javelin.

...Sir, I'm sorry, I'm a useless person.

The only light in sight gradually disappeared.

Chris awaited death, but instead of feeling the pain of being pierced through the head by the halberd, he felt a comfortable warmth flowing through his body.

It feels so good... all the pain seems to have disappeared.

Did he go to heaven?

Can someone who can't even uphold the dignity of the person he serves go to heaven?

"Lister! You! How did you get here?!"

Lord Lister?!

Chris opened his eyes abruptly and saw that the blade of the halberd in front of him was being held by a flawless hand, and the owner of that hand was none other than Lister.

"Buck, why are you in such a panic?"

Lister casually tossed the halberd back to Buck.

"I am a baron appointed by the Grand Duke of Baiyue, so it is quite normal for me to appear in the noble guard."

Buck gripped the halberd again and glanced at Lister's hand.

His halberd was extremely sharp; just now, when Lister stopped the halberd's momentum with his hand, his palm was completely unharmed...

"Lister! This is a life-or-death duel between nobles!"

"You have no right to interfere in the duel!"

Indeed... Chris lay on the ground, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

A duel to the death between nobles is sacred and must not be stopped except in special circumstances.

Lord Lister has now used unknown means to save his life, which is a serious violation of the Code of Law and the rites.

However, it's not surprising at all that the adult would do such a thing.

I really wanted to get up and advise him that it was impossible to hide the fact that I had saved him in the presence of hostile nobles from the inspector. According to the Code, the lord would be whipped, and the executioner would still be Buck.

Even if the adult doesn't die, he will be severely injured.

No! I still have to get up and advise him. Even if we save him now, he'll die anyway. It's not worth it for you to help him.

Chris, who had already resigned himself to death, trembled as he tried to get up, but the injury to his abdomen was too severe for him to stand up.

"Chris, lie there and don't move."

Lister casually rebuked him, the green light emanating from his palm continuously repairing Chris's injured abdomen.

“Bark, putting aside your disrespect for a nobleman of a collateral branch.”

"Aren't you aware of whether this life-or-death duel is unusual?"

Buck's eyelids twitched, and he feigned a gloomy expression.

"What are you talking about?"

"You should ask the hourglass you keep in your armor for the answer to that question."

Lister's smile was warm, but Buck felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, despite his tone and the content of his words.

"I have something else to tell you: the time has been moved up."

Suddenly, a golden pillar of holy light shot into the sky, and an old, powerful voice resounded throughout the entire city.

"Duke Eller launched a duchy war against Duke Dick."

"In my capacity as the Archbishop of the Temple, I hereby declare the war established, and I will oversee all participants as the supervisor!"

This sound left Chaplin, Chris, and the other members of the noble guards completely bewildered, their minds still reeling.

A war between duchies?! A war between dukes is about to break out?!

Or was the war started by the newly appointed Duke Eller?!

“Bark, the reason I’m here is to clip Duke Dick’s wings.”

"Oh, right, I also need to test my new abilities."