The Grand Duelist

"He's really the Grand Duelist?" Sect Master Taric narrowed his eyes in doubt.

"Yes, I am! What the hell are you talking about? Can't the Grand Duelist be a man?" Joseph immediately replied.

Sect Master Taric staggered backward, disbelief visible on his face, "How could this be? A man as the Grand Duelist?"

"You are lying!"

Joseph facepalmed and let out a sigh, "Damn this is really getting old." 

From the looks of it, Sect Master Taric wasn't willing to believe that he was really the Grand Duelist. Although Joseph was curious as to why the Sect Master Taric referred to the previous Grand Duelist as a woman. What's more important at this moment was to make him realize that Joseph was indeed the Grand Duelist of the current generation.

Joseph stood up and activated Overwhelming Presence.

The air immediately thickened.

The divine light coming out of his body intensified to the extent that it couldn't possibly be given off by a mere Enforcer.

Sect Master Taric collapsed onto his knees and exclaimed, "The Grand Duelist of the Myths!"

Joseph lightly chuckled, "So you're finally willing to believe that I really am the Grand Duelist, eh? Then, do you still remember what you said to me earlier?" Joseph teasingly said.

Sect Master Taric almost coughed a mouthful of blood, yet he didn't express his indignance. It was because his shock was far greater than his frustrations! To think that he actually dared to cross swords with the Grand Duelist earlier! Not only that but he also made the Grand Duelist lose his consciousness!

'But wait!'

'He?'

'Shouldn't the Grand Duelist be a woman?'

'What's going on?'

'Were the doctrines of the previous patriarchs of the Divine Sword Sect incorrect?'

'No, that shouldn't be the problem.'

'The problem must lie elsewhere.'

Sect Master Taric reassured himself.

Afterwards, he replied to Joseph.

"Yes... I still remember... I will keep my words."

Joseph nodded in satisfaction.

He made a sidelong glance at Alice and found that her shoulders were continuously trembling. It was clear that she's holding back the laughter that threatened to burst forth like water from a broken dam. Rubbing his nose out of embarrassment, Joseph then glanced at Lily and discovered that Lily's face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

[You are standing in front of an overwhelming presence!]

[A random debuff has been added.]

[Your Movement Speed is reduced by 20%.]

When the divine light surrounding Joseph's body intensified...

These system notifications suddenly popped up in front of Lily.

'An overwhelming presence... Indeed, he's really powerful... As expected of a Mythical Class.' Lily keep her thoughts to herself and when she felt Joseph's gaze land on her, she immediately assumed a scared expression as if she was stunned silly by what just happened.

Joseph quickly understood what was going on.

Lily must've been affected by his Overwhelming Presence. 

Joseph turned off the buff and the divine light covering his body which made him look like a human light bulb dissipated.

Afterwards, he turned to look at Sect Master Taric and said, "Sect Master Taric..." 

His tone suddenly became full of respect.

Sect Master Taric was astonished.

'Where did his arrogance go? How come he became so respectful now?'

'Could it be that he wants to ask me for a favor?'

Sect Master Taric was quite old and one could say that he already experienced everything that the world has to offer, in other words, he was an experienced man. From his past experiences, whenever someone acted so respectfully towards him, it usually wasn't because they really respected him.

It was mostly because they wanted to ask him for a favor.

Sect Master Taric hoped that it wasn't the case. 

But...

"Can I ask you for a favor?"

Reality disappointed him.

Joseph really wanted to ask him for a favor.

But was Sect Master Taric going to refuse?

Of course not!

However...

He was the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect and with great power comes great responsibility. He may have a lot of prestige with him, but he wasn't a free man. He had a lot of things to do, and even though he felt honored that the Grand Duelist of the current generation wanted to ask him for a favor.

He had far important things to do than to become an errand boy of a pompous Grand Duelist.

Alice could see his hesitation.

She lightly chuckled and said, "If you are willing to help us, Sect Master Taric. I'll make sure that you'll get the compensation that you deserve. In return for helping us, we will let you inspect the strongest and final weapon that my grandpa made for the Grand Duelist, the Nameless Rapier."

"What?"

Sect Master Taric suddenly jolted.

"The strongest and final weapon that the Legendary Blacksmith Krid made? Where is it?!" He shot up from kneeling and immediately rushed towards Alice.

"Calm down, calm down... It's in the hands of Joseph. Can't you see that the weapon he's holding is quite extraordinary?" Alice gestured towards Joseph's incredibly long Rapier.

Sect Master Taric turned to look at Joseph and pondered, "Indeed, now that I'm taking a closer look at it. It's really out of the ordinary. Just the handguard alone is so delicately made that you'll be left wondering if it'll break with just a single attack from the enemy's sword, but it's the complete opposite..."

"I deliberately targeted this handguard earlier, yet it didn't collapse from my attack."

"But I don't see anything which warrants me to believe that it's the strongest weapon in the world." Sect Master Taric frowned.

Alice chuckled once again, "It's because that Rapier is hibernating... Joseph, infuse your divinity in the weapon."

Joseph absentmindedly nodded and with a will, he became a human light bulb once again. But this time, he redirected some of the holy light surrounding his body into the Nameless Rapier.

Swoosh!

A sound similar to water rushing down the river rang out and the Nameless Rapier seemed to have come alive. 

Magical indecipherable runes abruptly appeared and revolved around its body, making it seem far stronger than anything in this world.

"This..."

"A mythical-tiered weapon!"

Sect Master Taric collapsed on the ground once again as he kneeled there and stared right at the Nameless Rapier.

"Please let me..."

"Let me hold it!"

"Let me hold it just for a second..."

"I'll promise to do whatever you want me to do..."

"Just let me hold it!"'