Villainess Becomes The Knight

Chapter 51 - The Battle Continued

"You have done more than anyone expected Abigail, too bad that I will never lose in sword wielding." she said with a smirk and i rolled my eyes. Did they think it was just luck that i was here, even if i was chosen by luck i was standing there by my own hard work.

I did not react. It would be worthless to waste time and envy in talking. I let her speak so that I could notice the way she held the sword and moved. So that I could find her weakness. She shifted the sword from one hand to another as she continued to provoke me. She was hoping that I would be angry and would attack in haste.

But this trick could work both ways. A wicked smile formed on my lips as the idea came to my mind.

"Do you think you can win against me? Ha! You are nothing but a pathetic girl who was here because of her father. Or else who would let you be part of the knight's team. You have no skills, just a name that made you qualified. Not like us who have done so much hard work in reaching here." she continued to provoke me.

There was a smirk and mockery on her face. Poor girl is giving too much to the act.

I frowned and my face darken. It was looking like I was deeply infuriated from her words and her smile widened. She didn't even realise that she had fallen into her own trap.

"What, are you feeling angry now? If you are so sure that you have skills then show me what you know or else go home and cry on tour because the big sister bullied you." she said with the same mockery.

I stomped my feet and then walked towards her with hasty footsteps and she smiled.

She took the defending position when I attacked and I staggered when she blocked me. It boosted her confidence and she tried to attack this time.

She lunged at me with full force using her sword to attack my torso, when I let her touch my stomach but I moved at the end moment, moaning that I realised her trick just then.

Now she was lookin sure that she could get rid of me at any moment.

Her grip on the sword tightened as this time she came straight for my neck to get her victory. I kept acting that I was staggering but when he reached close. I forwarded my leg and she fell on the ground.

I turned and put my leg straight at her chest and looked into her eyes with a sharp and menacing aura that surprised her.

"You.."

"I played just like you do. Talking so much while fighting. Tsk tsk.. It's such a waste.'' I said in the ame mocking voice as she had said. I put more pressure on her chest and she started coughing.

"So do you want to continue fighting or accepting defeat?" I asked , tilting my head as her hands moved to get her sword.

"I would never accept defeat in front of you." she snarled and I nodded. This was expected.

"Then try to stand up, what are you waiting for?" I asked back as I used the point of my shoes to hurt her further. She kept coughing and used her whole force to move my legs and finally she succeeded.

But before she could stand up properly I moved and slashed her sleeves. Her arms bare and she flushed.

"You?" she said as if she could not believe that as a fellow girl i did that, and i just shrugged.

Showing hands was not a big deal, at least for me it was not.

She moved towards me and this time I attacked her fast before she could reach me. I attacked straight at her chest, though she bent, the wound was already made where she was already hurt from a while ago. And it made her cough again.

"Accept defeat Sylvia'' I told her again but she just shook her head.

I attacked her chest but she just flipped, I turned and aimed at her hands. She raised a brow, as if mocking me then she flipped and back turned. She showed that she was retreating but I knew it was her secret trick.

I could see her eyes were on my chest discreetly. I shook my head as her idea was great but she still needed to learn to hide her tricks from her eyes too.

She swiped his sword after going back a little as if it was a surprise attack but I already knew, so I lifted the blade again to block her attack. But this time I parried, I pushed away her sword and then moved to attack her wound.

This time my attack was more vicious and the wound she got was deeper than the last time. Her steps staggered a bit and if she still continued then it would be nothing but a wish to do suicide

I looked at the judges who were there for fair judgement. But none of them was concerted and i gritted my teeth.,

"Accept defeat, Sylvia" I shouted but she did not listen. Her dress had turned red and I closed my eyes.

I did not want to hurt her further but she was being too stubborn.

The blood started dripping from her dress and I looked at my father who just shook his head. This must be a common scenario for them. Or was I being too kind?

"Darn it, if u want to die then so shall be it" i shouted in utter frustration.

Her steps were swaying as her wound was making her weak. It was straight at her chest so her breathing was ragged too.

I just had to disarm her somehow and did not give her a chance to get the sword again, so she would lose or else the stubborn girl would not be able to take treatment on time.