I Will Live for Your Death (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 59

‘Persistent bastard….’

Claudius grimaced as he parried Rivel’s attack. Never before had anyone withstood his blade for so long. The man was irritating in every possible way.

If Rivel had been the sort swayed by material things like money, he would have surrendered long ago, collected the prize, and left the training grounds.

After all, who would refuse victory and payment just for giving up?

Yet he had readily accepted the Emperor’s declaration—and even knelt, calling it an honor. That irritated Claudius deeply.

‘What’s he, of all people, acting so high and mighty for?’

Every time their blades clashed, Claudius could feel it: the man was desperately blocking his strikes, ready to sink his teeth into him like a beast if he ever lost his weapon.

Whenever Claudius tried to slip through an opening, Rivel either blocked it or had already moved out of the way.

Instincts honed through countless battles wrapped around him in a dizzying dance of offense and defense.

As if intending this to be his final move, Rivel swiftly leapt toward Claudius. In that moment, the upper part of Rivel’s left arm was left completely exposed.

Finally. A satisfied smile crept onto Claudius’s lips. It was also a spot unprotected by armor—the perfect place for poison to seep in.

Just as Rivel’s shoulder tore open and his arm was slashed,

“No!”

A sharp cry rang out from under the canopy. Everyone’s eyes turned toward the source of the shout.

There stood Ilyd, gripping the railing of the spectator’s stand, having risen to her feet.

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