This level of battle was not something they could interfere in. These two weren't ordinary people. One was the rising star of this town, and the other, a knight of this kingdom.
For these young men, it was the first time they saw their leader being blocked.
After a fierce collision, the both of them stepped back. Having gauged each other's strength, they understood one thing.
This could not be settled easily.
Reinhardt looked at his opponent, that relaxed expression completely disappeared from his face. Going forth, to subdue this man, he would need to use some serious strength.
SHING… Slowly, he drew his sword. At this point, Reinhardt had not received his signature Holy Armor Morning Heartplate and Holy Sword Galgano. The one in his hand right now was a famed blade made of mythril.
The silver blade reflected the light from the surroundings. Across from him, the young man narrowed his eyes.
Reinhardt pointed the sword downward. "Before we continue, tell me your name."
