Sandra?

Jacques couldn't remember where he had heard the name for a moment, but when he saw Fabian's stunned expression, he leaned over and whispered inquiring.

"Sandra, I did my pre-tournament performance at the Transcendental Tournament five years ago, and you gave her example when you advised me to practice bowing and archery...... Do you remember the name Goddess of the Hunt?" Fabian reminded.

Jacques suddenly realized that it was her!

The students of the Londinium Bell Academy, the natural sculptors, shot the ironclad beast with a bow and arrow, and did not let the angry beast get close at all.

For a while, she became Fabian's idol, and this avid admirer collected information on the goddess of the hunt from various sources, and learned from her in the combination of source energy techniques.

Jacques took a closer look at the red-haired girl, with a slightly thick shoulders and neck exposed by the square collar, a plump figure, an atmospheric appearance, and a slightly wide thick lip and a square face, if you follow the aesthetics of the southern part of the empire, this girl can only be regarded as the type with a graceful back.

Natasha was not familiar with Sandra, and Fabian was very excited to see Fabian, and she listened to Fabian count Sandrala's achievements with great concern.

As the guests chatted around the "Chief Alternate" and Sandra about their upcoming wedding, the focus of the ball shifted from Jacques and the others to perhaps the most powerful couple in Zidiran City.

Jacques looked around and noticed that some of them were very enthusiastic about the chief candidate and Sandra, while others stayed away from them in groups of twos, occasionally glancing out of the corner of their eyes at the source of the excitement in their whispered conversations.

Fabian felt that the opportunity was rare, so he took Natasha to Sandra to talk to her former idol, and Jacques thought about it, so he also pulled Lily with him.

Seeing Fabian coming, the men and women around Sandra stepped out of the way, Fabian stepped forward and bowed and said: "Hello, Miss Sandra, I am Fabian Bernande from Port Mousse, and I am also a transcendent in the Department of Nature, I have heard about your deeds since I first entered the Source Energy Academy, and it was your competition that made me decide to learn the art of archery, and I am very fortunate to meet you in person today, please accept my respect." ”

Sandra smiled and said, "You are exalting me too much, the road to transcendence is like climbing a peak, I am just one step ahead, everyone will work together in the next journey, and it is expected that you will surpass me in the future." ”

Soon the two of them had a good conversation about the combination of natural energy skills and bow and arrow skills, and soon the girls discussed Sandra's fashion store again, and learned that the six of them were all dressed in their own fashion store clothes, and Sandra was very happy, and talked about clothing with Natasha and Lily like sisters.

Jacques couldn't interject, so he went around to get some snacks to avoid boredom. As he walked past a few whispering female guests, the shaper's keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear their words:

"Where did Selffort get these people, and they are still admirers, they are so fake!"

"That's it, it's said that he is a noble child, he has no aristocratic temperament at all, and the son of that viscount is still a mixed race, born to a maid. ”

"How could a noble lady twist her ass like her......"

"When does the duel start? I'm bored waiting. ”

"We came here to see the face of Selffort, I didn't expect him to praise those people so much, he wouldn't have already supported the group of chief alternates, right?"

Jacques thought to himself, it seems that this ball is really not simple, and there is a duel?

After a few death-sweet snacks, Jacques returned to Lily, and the tall young man who happened to be called the chief alternate was also empty, and listened to her fiancée discuss with Lily whether the tradition of Saxony's roll skirt could be added as a design element to the new fashion.

- How do I understand this!

Jacques listened to a few words, looked at the chief alternate and found that he was also confused, so he spoke: "Chief alternate, I just heard that there will be a duel in the meeting, do you know?"

The red-haired man's eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "Haha, you've heard about it, it's actually not a secret, I'm here tonight to see the duel." But not here, there are too many ladies here, I'll take you to see it later. ”

Jacques was very eager to continue asking, who was with whom, why, and how?, but finding that the chief candidate did not continue, he suppressed his curiosity and waited for him to take him to observe the duel.

Jacques didn't wait too long, and soon the men walked out of the hall as a ballroom, and the chief alternate stood up and motioned for Jacques to follow, and Jacques followed in a hurry, not even called Fabian, anyway, he was chatting happily with a few girls, and discussing crepe shoes!

Jacques followed the chief aco-elect to the backyard of the Grand Chief's house, where more than thirty men in gown stood at the ends of a meadow surrounded by torches, illuminated as daylight.

The two groups vacated the field about ten meters in the middle, and Jacques thought to himself that this was probably the dueling arena.

At this time, the personable master Serfo walked to the center of the field and said loudly: "Ramsey, Red Lotus, you all come here." ”

Out of each of the two groups was a young man about Jacques's age, one with long red hair and a little feminine, the other muscular.

Selfho continued: "I will confirm with you one last time, today's duel, the winner will continue to compete in the Warriors, and the loser will give up this year and come back next year, and there will be no tricks to prevent the winner from winning the championship. ”

Jacques was amazed at this time, the title of warrior, which was once the highest glory of the Sioux race, had become a private duel between two young men.

The long-haired youth said: "I'm fine, Ramsey, I'm going to win!"

The stout young man also said, "I agree too!"

The chief alternate led Jacques to the camp where the stout Ramsey was and explained to Jacques: "If we had waited until the Warriors had won or lost, we would have spent more money and more people would have died."

So in recent years, we have asked the people elected by the two groups of people in advance to divide the superiority in advance, and when the time comes, just let each other go through the motions. ”

Because he heard the waitress complain in the fashion store yesterday, Jacques also knew that the current warrior competition was actually a competition for who had more money and more power, and expressed his understanding, but he didn't understand a little, so he asked: "I think that taking a red lotus should not even be a plastic powerhouse, and his body is also thin, and he will suffer a lot in the duel with Ramsey on your side." ”

"Hehe, how could they end up by themselves! They are all retainers who are desperate, but they still follow the rules of warrior competition, under the age of thirty, except for the grandmaster. The chief alternate laughed.

As soon as the words fell, two men about thirty years old walked out of the two groups, wearing only a crotch cloth and holding a dragon sword about one meter long, which was the kind of broad-edged sword made of fish bone as the main material that Fat Tang had seen in the Lake Temple.

Jacques slandered in his heart, what a young master, let his men fight in duels, this warrior is really not worthy of his name.

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