Others might not be able to discern why Rein could win, but he was very clear, this was master-level Hammer Skill, a realm that ordinary knights might never touch in their lifetime, yet it had been reached by the young man before him.
This talent was simply too terrifying!
Suddenly, Rudolph thought of something and felt an urge to beat his chest in frustration!
That's right!
If only he had fully drawn Rein to the church from the start!
Why did he care about his pride back then, saying things like consider it, when he should have just dragged him away!
A genius lost!
Count Habs might have been the only person in the venue who was relatively calm; he smiled gently, nodded slightly to Rein, appearing very satisfied, but since the slain Norman was his subordinate, this recognition was very subtle.
And most of the civilian audience was now cheering loudly.
