Harvis could also see that Shien hadn’t used his full strength.
That sense of composure and ease couldn’t be faked, which was why Harvis’s expression turned serious.
Unlike those incompetent nobles filled with envy and jealousy, he hadn’t underestimated Shien from the beginning.
Not only because Shien had defeated the [Assassination Branch], but also because Harvis knew very well that someone who could catch the eye of the Kingdom’s treasure definitely had true abilities.
Those nobles might have already forgotten how Shien had overwhelmed everyone present with his aura during the first audience.
Harvis, however, learned about this through his own channels and kept it in mind. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used his broadsword, Thunderstorm, from the start.
“Ha!”
With Harvis’s low shout, bolts of lightning crackled around the broadsword called Thunderstorm.
“That is…!?”
Everyone present saw this scene and was startled.
Shien was also somewhat surprised, his gaze falling on the broadsword in Harvis’s hand for the first time.
The large sword, crackling with lightning, not only had an eye-catching size, but its blade also had a shimmering luster, and its hilt was inlaid with crystals, now emitting a dense magic power that caused the lightning to flicker continuously.
This scene made many people recognize the sword.
“Could that be the Ragna Empire’s Thunderstorm?”
Ancil was slightly surprised.
“Your Highness is using Thunderstorm so soon?”
Wolram was also stunned.
“Thunderstorm…”
Lucy remembered where she had heard this name.
And Harvis, in front of everyone, smiled at Shien, who also looked surprised, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
“This is a magic weapon created by a hundred master dwarven blacksmiths, commissioned by an emperor of the Ragna Empire, taking an entire year to complete. It’s a gift specifically for descendants who can’t wield the replica Holy Sword. Although it doesn’t have the same power as the replica Holy Sword, it’s one of the highest-grade magic weapons in the world, especially in the hands of someone with the [Lightning Magic] skill. The power it unleashes will be incredibly formidable.”
Harvis’s explanation didn’t surprise Shien too much.
Because before he explained, Shien had already used the [Appraisal] skill to see through the true nature of the Thunderstorm broadsword.
Just as Harvis said, it was one of the highest-grade magic weapons. Its effect was to trigger lightning phenomena. Not only could it be used for lightning-based attacks, but if wielded by someone with the [Lightning Magic] skill, the higher the user’s [Lightning Magic] skill level, the stronger the sword’s power would be. It could even manipulate the weather, creating thunderstorms and summoning lightning, incredibly terrifying.
With this sword’s power, the user’s [Magic Sword] skill would be converted to lightning attribute, its power greatly increased.
Therefore, this Thunderstorm broadsword was also a treasure passed down through generations of the Ragna Empire’s royal family, second only to the replica Holy Sword. ⱤΑNȮBËṩ
“In the eyes of many, I might not be as good as my talented younger sister.” Harvis smiled amidst the lightning. “Indeed, in terms of potential and talent, I’m truly no match for Capeline. She reached level seventy when she was seventeen, while I only barely reached level sixty at that time. Compared to her, I’m indeed quite inferior.”
However…
“I’m still seven years older than her.”
The fighting spirit in Harvis’s eyes surged along with the lightning.
“With a full seven years’ difference in training, tempering, and growth, don’t think I’m that much weaker than her.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Harvis dashed towards Shien like a bolt of lightning, appearing before him in the blink of an eye. He raised the Thunderstorm broadsword and slashed down.
“Boom!”
A roaring sound exploded on the stage, and the lightning bloomed like an explosion, plowing across the entire stage and spreading outwards, causing bolts of lightning to dance and crack the stage.
For a moment, lightning flashed, and debris flew, causing the audience around the stage to exclaim and scream.
On the open-air platform, Ancil, seeing this scene, immediately gave instructions.
“Raise the barrier!”
Under Ancil’s instructions, several magicians from the knight order maintaining order around the stage rushed forward, chanting spells and deploying transparent barriers around the stage.
With this, the fierce battle between Shien and Harvis finally reached a fever pitch.
“Swish!”
Shien’s figure suddenly appeared behind Harvis as if teleporting, unleashing a cold slash, the sword light cutting through space.
Harvis sensed this, but didn’t turn to face it. Instead, he twisted the Thunderstorm broadsword in his hand, and the lightning dancing around him, as if gaining sentience, shot towards Shien.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…!”
The lightning bolts struck Shien one after another, creating muffled sounds.
However, Shien ignored them, unharmed. A red magic light suddenly flickered on his Holy Sword, and a blade of magic power appeared.
“Swish!”
An extremely fast flash cut through the air, severing the snake-like lightning bolts, dissipating them into nothingness.
“You have a resistance skill?”
Harvis finally turned around and saw the unharmed Shien. He was surprised, then his expression turned serious. Without hesitation, he raised the Thunderstorm broadsword, causing countless lightning bolts to erupt from it, bombarding the surroundings.
The power was several levels higher than advanced lightning magic.