I Thought Your Friend's Sibling Wasn't a Girl? - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80
“What, what did you say?”
“I’m not standing here as the Young Lady of Kishear anymore. I’m standing here as a Knight of Kishear.”
The bell marking the start of the duel sounded once more. Olivia lifted her sword and leveled it at her opponent.
“There’s no need to say more. Draw your weapon.”
The man’s expression hardened. He raised his sword and released an ominous aura. Olivia’s own presence was equally murderous, sharp enough to feel clearly.
“Do not come to regret this, Young Lady.”
There was nothing to regret. Olivia exhaled deeply and steadied her stance.
What she would use from this point forward was a kind of shortcut. She had already identified her opponent’s weaknesses and studied his habits.
The two of them had not been given equal opportunity—in truth, this was not a fair duel at all.
But what did that matter?
Crash!
Olivia raised her sword like a bolt of lightning and intercepted the incoming blade. Even from a single collision, a vibration hummed through her arm.
Thomson launched his next attack without hesitation. Olivia met it desperately, blocking the blow.
Sharp attacks, raw power, eyes blazing with intent to harm—a malice that screamed he would destroy her at any cost.
It was all ruthlessly practical, far too much for ordinary students to endure—
Crash!
“Ungh!”
Relentless strikes at vital points, an opponent who treated the one before him like a true enemy, gritting his teeth as he charged—but Olivia, hardened by Aiden’s training, found such attacks barely worth counting. Rather, the monsters she’d faced during the field training exercises had been more threatening.
Far more threatening, in fact.
‘See? There’s no way our seniors can’t win against these people.’
Olivia felt the wooden sword graze her cheek and allowed a thin smile to play at her lips. Thomson’s expression froze rigid at the sight.
Olivia thought it was time to end this. No need to prolong it further.
Thomson stumbled over his words, as if he could sense Olivia’s composure.
“This, this makes no—”
Olivia did not respond, preparing instead to finish the duel.
Thomson Bricks. Strong, skilled with technique, but when excited, his movements became reckless, shattering his overall balance. His lower body could not hold steady—it was glaringly obvious.
That weakness was exactly where Olivia aimed.
She had identified her target long ago.
After blocking several more of Thomson’s attacks, Olivia found the opening she’d been waiting for and moved to exploit it.
Thwack!
“Aaaahhh!”
The wooden sword connected directly where Olivia had aimed.
Thomson crashed to the ground with a thunderous cry. And with that sound came the end of the duel.
Whoosh. Wind swept across the arena.
As pale dust was carried away from the Training Ground, a scene no one had anticipated unfolded.
“No, this can’t be…”
With someone’s dazed murmur, the victor of the first duel was decided.
A frigid silence fell over the Training Ground. Only members of the Lux Knight Brigade exchanged bewildered remarks.
“…Nick. I think my eyes are playing tricks on me. Did Olivia just win?”
“I, I see it the same way…?”
No matter how many times they rubbed their eyes, nothing changed.
Olivia, sword held to Thomson’s throat as she looked down at him, and Thomson Bricks, utterly stunned and convulsing in disbelief.
Which meant…
“No, this can’t be happening!”
“Olivia really did win! She won!”
“Is this even possible? Really?”
It was Olivia’s victory.
“The victor of the first duel is Olivia Kishear, Knight of the Lux Knight Brigade!”
Roarrrrr!
Cheers erupted from those gathered, bursting with excitement.
Everyone stood with slack jaws, lost in the unbelievable sight before them.
“Of course.”
Aiden, who had not taken his eyes from the Training Ground throughout the duel, finally allowed a satisfied smile to curve his lips.
It was the Lux Knight Brigade’s first victory.
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An intern knight of the Lux Knight Brigade had defeated a senior knight of the Lumen Order.
While the other members embraced and cheered, lost in wonder at the arena, only Aiden loosened his clenched fists and watched Olivia approach, his gaze never wavering.
The wind picked up at that moment, sending Olivia’s hair streaming behind her. Pulled up high and bound, her hair fell in waves as she rushed toward him, her face flushed red.
It was a style he had rarely seen her wear before. Olivia had always kept her hair down, adorning it with various ornaments, maintaining an appearance that was both lovely and composed.
“Senior!”
“Olivia, for heaven’s sake. How on earth did you manage it?”
“I told you I could do it.”
Olivia was swallowed immediately by the crowd surrounding her. Her brown hair appeared and disappeared among them in glimpses.
From the moment Olivia lifted her sword, Aiden had not looked away from her once. Not because he thought she might lose.
Simply because the sight of her in duel, sword in hand, captivated his gaze in a way that was truly astonishing.
Aiden’s mind drifted back to what he had just witnessed.
Brown hair flowing like a dream. The moment the man thrust his wooden sword toward the opening Olivia had revealed, she used his momentum against him, flipping over his back.
Light fingers resting on his shoulders, turning his upward strike back on itself—
Arching her body to claim the space behind him was graceful and economical, like the hunting goddess from ancient myth.
It was the first time Aiden had seen Olivia duel another person. It struck him with fresh shock.
“I think I finally understand what it means to be alive.”
Her heart raced wildly, her mind spinning slightly. Olivia, more radiant than anyone present, commanded every gaze in the room.
As if burned into his retinas, her afterimage refused to fade. Even when Aiden slowly closed and opened his eyes, she still gleamed.
“There is something I want to protect too.”
You truly are someone who can protect things. Whatever it takes, just as you resolved when you first drew your sword.
Aiden’s gaze continued to follow Olivia.
“Kunta Belos. Are you present?”
“Yes, I’m coming! I’m coming now!”
Olivia caught hold of Kunta as he tried to rush out and whispered something to him. Kunta listened quietly, then gave a grave nod and walked toward the Training Ground.
The way people looked at these knights had shifted now. Because it was the youngest knight of this brigade who had secured an unexpected victory.
A glimmer of hope where there had been none.
A knight order that, save for Aiden and Yugin, had won nothing in sparring. And now a first victor had emerged from among the rest.
Would Olivia’s victory prove to be another mere ‘exception,’ or was this truly the beginning of a turning point?
That anticipation—and the wariness that came with it—was plain on every face.
“Tell me, Aiden. What do you think?”
“About what?”
“This situation right now.”
Sena jabbed his ribs sharply as she spoke. Aiden did not answer, instead watching Kunta’s tense face as he climbed into the Training Ground.
Faint bruises still marked Kunta’s body—remnants of violence that had occurred in Aiden’s absence, a fact he had already heard.
“I don’t like it.”
“I suppose you wouldn’t.”
“I should have killed them outright back then. But of all people, they had to be seniors.”
“Maybe. Ruka said something though. That it wouldn’t have made a difference anyway. Your strength and whether they get bullied—those are different matters.”
It was true. Aiden could not always protect them.
And in the first place, they were comrades, not people to be protected and cared for unilaterally.
When Aiden had arrived, the Lux Knight Brigade members were already consumed by a sense of defeat, so he could not take active measures on their behalf.
Beyond that, Aiden was not a man burning with justice enough to throw his full strength behind them, which was why this ambiguous situation had persisted until now.
But the cost of his inaction was precisely this. Remembering that fact made the barely suppressed rage in his chest overturn once more.
“I already knew, but she’s truly remarkable. Targeting weaknesses isn’t easy.”
Olivia had shattered everyone’s expectations and claimed victory.
And there was only one reason she could do it.
“Most people panic the first time they experience something like that. But when a sword passed right before her eyes, she didn’t even flinch.”
“I trained her that way.”
He had never raised her to be weak enough to fear such trivial opponents.
Aiden took satisfaction in the results of his training, his eyes drinking in every detail of Olivia’s figure.
A smile, unnoticed even by himself, hung full across Aiden’s lips, gleaming with quiet pride.

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