I looked ahead again. 0

After loosening up, the knight lowered his stance slightly and pulled his fist back again. The transparent energy around him seemed to concentrate on his blue gauntlet.0

Is that what they call qi?0

I focused, trying to feel the moving air flow. Since I had already been captured, I decided to devote myself to sensing his power. I thought of the man who had withdrawn from the tournament and how he had spoken about the level of qi used.0

If I observe closely, this might help somehow.0

I recalled our first encounter. Back then, I saw nothing and was torn apart, dying in the process. However, after a few encounters and observing the blue knight repeatedly—perhaps because of that—I felt something clearly. The blue knight was surrounded by a flow with rules, order, and rhythm that danced in harmony. Yet, it remained incomprehensible.0

I can sense it… but I don't understand it at all.0

The knight once again drew the formless power into his fist. 0

Swoosh!0

The wall above us grew noisy. 0

A gasping voice shouted down, "Marquis, Your Excellency!"0

The knight stopped his fist. He looked up. 0

I also followed his gaze to the top of the wall. Two men stood side by side on the battlements, looking down. Groups of soldiers with swords and spears surrounded them.0

Is that—?0

I recognized one of the two men in front of us. I had...0