From the start, the reason Tristan put the prisoners in the Outlander district instead of the Arcadian prison was to analyze and study the opponent\'s battle strength or special skill and spells, like the rank 5 fire spell they witnessed just now.

Professor Emmet and his team members had prepared the room in advance not only to record the enemy units\' movements, but also to scan the strength, speed, and spirit force of each of them.

The previous bridge officer of the Omega Empire\'s magic spell gave out amazing data on his physical strength in relation to his spells. This was especially the case for that black [Hell Fire] flame. If what Jenkins said was true and that spell was actually considered to be a normal spell among the people of the empire, then Tristan would need to analyze it as the standard of his future enemies.

Tristan also wanted to use this chance to further analyze the strength of his newest warrior, Ghrall. So in reality, whether Jenkins chose to answer his questions or not would not make any difference. One way or another, Tristan would make sure that these fights would still happen.

Siegfried had previously explained to him that a standard cruiser would have approximately 400 space troopers, 100 space knights, 10 space knight squad leaders, and 10 officers.

With the information that has been gathered so far, Tristan would have collected all the strength levels of each powerful individual on the ships.

With this, he would be able to evaluate the standard fighting force of a cruiser.

Now, the last data he needed was the data of the captain himself, a man with strength rivaling that of a Magus.

Tristan entered the room to see that Jenkins was already agitated and ready to fight.

With a piercing glare, the captain said to him, "Even if you lied and would not release my men regardless of this fight\'s result, at least I\'ll have the chance to kill you!"

The previously calm and composed man had turned into a completely different person from Tristan\'s incessant taunts.

Tristan, however, still kept his cool and relaxedly replied, "Come on, Captain, there\'s no way I\'ll let you kill me so easily."

The captain was getting ready to attack when Tristan stopped him with a hand gesture, "Wait a moment."

Jenkins wanted to ignore his act of delaying the fight. However, he reflexively stopped in his tracks when he saw someone enter the room with a certain something.

The person was Siegfried. In his hand was a sword, which he handed over to Tristan without delay. It was a double-edged blade, the captain\'s tier 5 weapon. Siegfried then casually walked out of the room, not wanting to be involved in the two\'s fight.

Holding the weapon in his hand, Tristan swung it around a few times and scrutinized it. Meanwhile, seeing the captain\'s weapon being wielded by Tristan like that, the captain felt even more irritated.

This bastard\'s audacity.

"You have a really good weapon, Captain," Tristan complimented with a smile. However, the next thing he did surprised the fuming captain.

Tristan threw the weapon in the captain\'s direction.

Although Jenkins was slightly caught off-guard, he still managed to nimbly grab the sword. While the captain checked his sword\'s condition, Tristan quickly cast [Fire Aura] to himself and synthesized two blood swords, each one in his hand.

"Well then, let\'s start!"

With those words, Tristan immediately dashed toward Jenkins with his two blood swords, his stage 4 monarch body, and the fire aura buff.

In response, the captain cast [Windwalk] on his feet to boost his speed and quickly parried Tristan\'s two swords.

"Huh! Not even your fire aura will be able to save you!"

Jenkins quickly counterattacked, swiftly attacking Tristan from various sides.

Clank! Clank!!

Tristan had been itching to continue their fight that was interrupted by the ship\'s crash. Now that he had gotten the chance, he knew that he would not be able to beat this speed-based mage with just his current speed.

But at the same time, he was glad that the buff was all he needed to match his speed with Jenkins\' speed after using [Windwalk].

However, the captain was still very confident in his strikes and parries. After all, in terms of sword fighting, he knew that he was the superior sword fighter.

Clank! Clank!!

And as expected, his confidence was not baseless. Tristan kept bleeding from various thin and shallow cuts as although he managed to evade the dangerous ones, he still could not completely dodge Jenkins\' attacks.

With each swing of his double-edged sword, Tristan could feel the captain\'s rage. He was getting impatient as more time passed. Not wanting to waste more time, Jenkins swung his sword at Tristan\'s head.

Clank!!!

Unfortunately for him, Tristan managed to perfectly parry his vital strike with one of his blood swords.

Jenkins simply sneered. "Lucky guess!!"

Tristan only smiled. It was natural for the captain to think that. After all, although the captain had superior sword skill, he did not know that his blood elf body had the [Muscle Memory] skill, allowing him to get better the longer they fight.

Clank!! Clank!!

The two clashed swords a few more times. But this time, Tristan managed to parry them all, not allowing Jenkins\' blade to touch anything but his blood swords.

"Not possible!"

The captain pressed his sword harder in annoyance. To Tristan\'s surprise, he threw his sword flying like a boomerang swiveling in the air.

Tristan jumped to dodge the double-edged sword, and while he was in the air, the captain cast his powerful attack. He clapped both of his hands and created a fast rotation with his palm.

[Sonic Wind Blade.]

A crescent green blade swiftly rushed toward Tristan, cutting even space itself.

The speed of the wind blade\'s movement was so fast that it went over Tristan\'s neck, instantly chopping his head off before he could react.

Blood splattered all over as a head fell and rolled on the floor.

Seeing Tristan\'s head rolling on the floor, Jenkins grinned victoriously. Meanwhile, from behind the glass, Layla screamed in panic.

"Brother!! No!!!"

Serene, however, calmly held Layla\'s hand as she reassured, "Your brother is fine."