83 – A Duel

"Why are you so quiet, Al?" Alexander frowned.

Alan replied. "I'm waiting for your signal."

"Humph, did I hear right? From ancient times, the one who was challenged who spoke to open the match…." The mayor's son was silent. "You don't know that? Could it be that you are the real Atha's children?"

"We briefly made friends with the guild members in this house," Alan revealed. "Our clothes also come from the armory in this place."

Alexander's mouth let out a chuckle. "Why do you like to lie, Al? A saint like Atha's child will not stain two women at once!"

Although annoyed with his opponent's choice of words, Alan answered. "Whatever."

"Okay, then." Alexander pointed at the young mage. "You attack first."

The mayor's son took a stance, then two balls of white light the size of a baby's head appeared and rotated around his body.