Extraordinary Voyage
Chapter 110 Knight’s Talent

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Knight’s Talent

Faced with such an almost irrational move, Aiven failed to dodge and was directly blasted away by the wooden sword.

Upon landing, his feet shuffled back five steps before he could stop.

Aiven admitted that he initially underestimated this noble princess, who seemed to have been living a life of luxury. He had already fallen behind after just two moves.

If she had held murderous intent, that sword wouldn’t have just sent him flying so simply.

Looking at the well-crafted wooden sword in his hand, which had withstood the full-force strikes of two official knights without severe damage, Aiven twirled it, resetting his focus.

"Show!"

Name: Liweina Phaletis

Gender: Female

Identity: Vice Principal of the Royal Navy Academy, Second Princess, Crown Prince

Tier: Late-stage Official Knight (Extraordinary Tier 2)

Constitution: 4.0

Strength: 3.9

Agility: 4.1

Skills: Rose Swordsmanship (Mastery), Phaletis Saber Technique (Advanced, Mastery).....

Her body attributes were on average twice as strong as his own, and she mastered multiple swordsmanship secret techniques far beyond his current abilities.

However, Aiven never feared strong opponents (sometimes, I just act according to my heart....).

Sail Up, filled with a desire to attack. He crouched slightly, then burst forth instantly.

[Sword Style: Jumping Wave!]

Whiz——

A circle of air exploded on the ground, and his body vanished into thin air.

With continued practice, Aiven’s newly enlightened swordsmanship secret technique became more refined, breaking free from the constraints of linear acceleration. Flickering left and right, he appeared like a jumping frame of an image, intermittently visible.

"Young man, not bad!"

Liweina was composed, allowing Aiven to fully unleash his power before calling, "Secret Sword Art: Waltz!"

Like an elegant dancer spinning steps, gliding close to the ground, Liweina’s figure equally disappeared into the air.

In the eyes of the spectators like Linda, the empty arena seemed devoid of anyone, as mortal eyes couldn’t capture the movements of the duelists, only the deafening roars and fleeting glimpses revealed they were still present.

Truly like specters.

Clap——

Boom——

The young assistant who hadn’t reached the Extraordinary level watched the intense battle anxiously, worried about what to do if the princess encountered any mishaps.

Yet for Aiven deeply engaged in the battle, it felt entirely different.

It wasn’t his first time facing a "Rose Swordsmanship" practitioner; Milan, who liked to dress as "Zorro," practiced this swordsmanship, and Aiven had duelled him several times.

Moreover, Aiven had witnessed the creator of this swordsmanship, the "Rose Sword Saint," personally unleash a Miracle Sword that split the sky.

Having seen the upper and lower limits of "Rose Swordsmanship," Aiven could be said to have experienced both.

This experience gave Aiven a unique understanding of "Rose Swordsmanship," guiding his own swordsmanship cultivation.

Unlike Milan’s methodical approach and the high-level insights of the Rose Sword Saint, this complex and luxurious court swordsmanship held a unique flair in Liweina’s hands, a sense of commonplace—yes, ordinary grace.

Milan’s swordsmanship had been left behind by Aiven’s progress, a topic to be deferred.

The Sword Saint’s level was exceedingly high, although forcibly recorded using the "Data Visualization" feature, digesting it was terribly slow.

However, the battle with Liweina quickly clarified what was once obscure under her guidance, visibly advancing Aiven’s swordsmanship.

It was akin to witnessing a scholar’s problem-solving process, with considerable leaps in thought, often skipping over the challenging parts that perplex others.

Liweina was like an exemplary student, with a detailed and refined problem-solving process—sufficiently straightforward for Aiven now.

Perfectly suited to his taste!

At that moment, the insights stolen from the Sword Saint quickly integrated into Aiven’s own "White Sail Swordsmanship;" though using familiar sword techniques, it now carried a hint of the "Rose Sword Saint" charm.

Quantified in data, his initial Master-level swordsmanship proficiency of perhaps 50% swiftly elevated to 60% or more, approaching the Master-level.

Even if his physical attributes greatly differed from Liweina’s, Aiven could still awkwardly hold his ground based on his swordsmanship skills, at least not seeming too embarrassed.

Crackle....

Still maintaining combat initiative, Liweina quickly realized Aiven’s transformation. Like a sponge absorbing water, he rapidly absorbed the essence of her swordsmanship during the fierce battle and swiftly digested it.

As if a skyscraper with established framework now rapidly filled with abundant construction materials.

When Liweina realized the change, she found it difficult to leisurely toy with this young man as before.

After exchanging several more moves, a familiar taste in the boy’s swordsmanship became increasingly pronounced.

Sensing something abruptly, Liweina withdrew her sword.

Clap——

"Aiven, have you met my grandfather?"

The question seemed random, likely puzzling to others, but Aiven understood; the princess must have noticed something hidden within his swordsmanship.

"Yes, on my way to New Inn Port, I was fortunate to witness the ’Rose Sword Saint’s’ effortless defeat of ’Sea God’s Son’ Tien Kute.

Though not on the battlefield, I employed a slight trick to remotely observe that battle."

Aiven’s biggest secret was merely his wizard identity, something the princess already knew, leaving no reason for him to hide further.

"Indeed, a supply ship’s captain reported an unusual incident near the coast to the Fleet Headquarters recently; were you there?

It’s astonishing that just by observing from afar you gained such insight; Principal Princeton himself praised you." Liweina openly admired Aiven for the unique element she sensed in his swordsmanship, recognizing it as the extraordinary spiritual capacity of a gifted swordsman (though more of it owed to the "Data Visualization" feature).

"The Sword Saint’s swordsmanship benefited me greatly; the Miracle Sword that split the sky was truly spectacular, unforgettable for a lifetime!" Aiven’s words were sincere, without any flattery.

"That was my grandfather’s [Secret Sword Art: Rose Country], truly a stroke of luck. Even I haven’t witnessed such extraordinary swordsmanship often.

More fortunate is your ability to gain from such a bout; undoubtedly, as a knight, your talent has far surpassed my expectations.

Following this duel, I might need to reassess your position."

Liweina regarded Aiven with interest, offering him high praise.

’Knight? Reassessment?’

Aiven felt the princess might be hinting at something, emphasizing his knight identity, creating confusion which led Aiven to bravely probe with a remark.

"Your Highness, your wish is my mission; if there’s a task, please feel free to command!"

Aiven suspected that the duel was a prelude to assigning a mission, aligning with what he assumed to be the primary purpose of their meeting today.