CHAPTER 179
As soon as Cyrena rode away, everyone's gazes followed her form into the distance.
"HMM!" Prince Owen cleared his throat to draw everyone's attention to the matter at hand."
"Yes, where were we?" King Bayard asked thoughtfully.
"You were about to announce the final challenge, Your Majesty," Gerald reminded him.
"Ah! Yes. Very well then, and the final challenge is…"
Everyone strained their ears subconsciously as they awaited the last challenge to be called. Seconds later, King Bayard's expression changed as he took one more look at the paper in his hand.
"Hmm," he took in a short but shallow breath as he read out what was in the paper. "The challenge would be on, swordsmanship."
His gaze trailed the eyes of the competitors and then the soldiers, before coming to land on the competitors again.
