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Chapter 47:  MOCK BATTLE

"This will be our last fight before the start of your ceremony. Are you ready?"

"I am, don't forget our deal. If I succeed in breaking your sword or wounding you in a place that should have been fatal, I win. Once I win, you will listen to one of my demands."

"Breaking my sword would mean that your intent was stronger than mine, any warriors need to be rewarded. So I will listen to any requests from you."

Sol and Lilith stood apart on the clearing that was repeatedly bathed in Sol blood during the span of those forty days.

Perhaps in the future, he would look back to those days with fondness, but currently, he just shivered at the thought and decided to lock those days behind a wall.

Lilith was wearing her usual ridiculously revealing purple Qipao, a glowing blue large sword in her hand, while Sol stood in his trousers and a glowing golden long sword in his.

This was a pure mana construct. Few if any used intent in such a crude way in a fight. Each hit would cost too much mana to main
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