ONLINE: Blades of Eternity

Chapter 61 THE END OF PRELIMINARIES

"How can someone be so merciless to such a pure soul?"

"Aren't you guys in the same gender!? Why do you have to be so aggressive!?"

"It seems like that person has an unclean heart to do such a thing"

The spectators in the arena Sofia finds herself in began to bicker as they looked at Sofia coldly. But the Sofia herself didn't seem to care as she casually and calmly walked off the platform getting lost in her thoughts.

'Am still not strong enough to face the demons In this tournament'

But while the tournament preliminaries was still raging on, Morris is currently seen on the platform facing Charlotte in the arena he was designated to.

'I just need one more win and I have cleared the preliminaries' Morris thought with a determined expression on his face while he stared at Charlotte.

Prior to this time, Morris has lost two battles including his fight with Julian while he has win the rest apart from this one which is his last fight in the preliminaries. So if Morris loses this fight, he will automatically be kicked out of the tournament.

"Your time in this tournament ends here" it seems like Charlotte was closely observing Morris throughout the preliminaries as she suddenly said with an amusing smile on her face.

"That is not for you to decide" Morris suddenly replied as he looked straight into the eyes of Charlotte. But Charlotte was a type of girl who doesn't back down easily as she said in a confident tone.

"We will see about that"

And so, Morris and Charlotte faced each other on the platform, the tension between them thick as the crowd watched with bated breath. Morris, with his trusty scepter in hand, exuded confidence. His eyes glimmered with determination, knowing he was up against one of the most formidable defensive fighters in the tournament.

Charlotte, on the other hand, was a wall of stoic resolve. Her large, intricately designed shield was almost as tall as she was, yet she wielded it with ease. The ornate patterns etched into the metal seemed to pulse with latent magic, a testament to its power. Her stance was firm, every muscle coiled and ready, her eyes locked onto Morris, analyzing every potential move he might make.

Without waiting for any signal to begin the fight, the battle commenced. Morris started with a barrage of elemental spells, his scepter flaring to life as he unleashed fireballs, bolts of lightning, and gusts of wind. The spells whizzed toward Charlotte with terrifying speed, each one a potential game-ender.

Bam!!

"Well that's my brother for you, we don't call him the Elven Human for no reason" Drake replied with a wry smile on his face.

"Now am tempted to recruit him" The military prodigy suddenly said with an intrigued look on his face. But when Drake heard him, a frown involuntarily appeared on his face but he quickly hid it as he kept his calm.

"Winner in Platform 2: Morris Grey!!" The sly looking middle aged man suddenly exclaimed after glancing at the outcome of the fight between Morris and Charlotte.

'Yes, I have finally passed through this stage'

As the dust settled on the platform and the echoes of the crowd's cheers faded, Morris stood panting as he thought, his scepter still faintly glowing from the intense battle. His gaze softened as he looked down at Charlotte, who was slowly sitting up, her shield lying in shattered pieces beside her.

Despite the bruises and the exhaustion that weighed heavily on her, Charlotte managed a small, weary smile. Her eyes, though tired, still held a spark of determination, but it was tinged with the acceptance of her defeat. She pushed herself to her feet, wincing slightly as she did, and took a deep breath before facing Morris.

"You fought well, Morris," she said, her voice steady but with a hint of resignation. "But this is the end of the road for me in the tournament."

Morris, still catching his breath, looked at her with a mix of respect and concern. "Charlotte, you were incredible out there. It could have gone either way."

Charlotte shook her head gently, her smile bittersweet. "No, it was always going to end like this. I knew from the start that your mana capacity was something I couldn't match, not in the long run. But I'm proud of how far I've come, and I'm glad I had the chance to face you."

Morris stepped forward, offering her a hand. "You gave me the toughest fight I've had in this tournament. You should be proud of yourself too."

Charlotte took his hand, and as Morris helped her stand fully, she glanced down at her broken shield. "I've always relied on this, on my defense. But I think... I think it's time I learn to push beyond my limits in other ways."

Morris nodded, understanding the deeper meaning behind her words. "You've got the strength, Charlotte. With your determination, you'll find new ways to grow."

Charlotte squeezed his hand briefly before letting go. "Thank you, Morris. But for now, this is where my journey ends. I'll be cheering you on from the sidelines. Go on and win this thing."

Morris gave her a firm nod, his respect for her only deepened by her words. "I'll do my best, for both of us."

As they walked off the platform together, the crowd's applause surged once more, a final tribute to the fierce battle they had just witnessed. And right at this moment, the sly looking middle aged man suddenly slammed the pen he was holding onto the clipboard as he exclaimed.

"All battles should seize at this moment, we have reached the end of the preliminaries"