At about the same time, the three sail warships of the First Army had already arrived in the sea area of the agreed duel site. At the scene of the www.biquge.info of Pen & Fun & Pavilion, the three sail warships of the Third Army and the three sail warships of the third-party noble lords have been waiting in this sea area for a long time.

I saw that the Memphis side, the Noyachenko side, and the noble lord's side - a total of nine largest types of warships formed a circle. In the center of the circle is also anchored and moored a sail warship with a severed mast, which serves as a dueling ground for this duel. A large group of amphibian mercenaries were patrolling the dueling arena on the backs of ichthyosaurs.

On the bridge of a sail battleship sent by a representative sent by a third-party noble lord.

"First of all, it is up to me to announce the rules of this duel. ”

The Dominion of Bavaria, son of Lord Duke Winchester, was unusually bloated, fat, weighing more than two hundred kilograms, wearing a silk robe, and wearing a diamond-set ring on his left ring finger, and with great difficulty stood up from his chair, holding a silk rule sheet in his sweaty hands.

An old servant of the duke's son, dressed in rough cloth and with gray sideburns, knelt on the floor of the bridge, and in front of his master, held up a brass magic amplifier, the latest of the Five Elements Chamber of Commerce, which looked like a gramophone. The amplifier has the function of beautifying the voice.

The duke's son refers to Winchester Jr.

"This duel is a matter of life and death, and there is no restriction on the use of weapons. Anyone who surrenders, falls overboard, faints, or dies is considered a loser. Once the winner is decided, neither side is allowed to continue attacking the opponent, otherwise the duel will be judged to be the loser, and the Qi mercenaries will also be attacked.

Once the duel is over. The loser must declare that he will renounce the succession to the throne of the Republic of Duanferta and surrender all military powers. The winner will be unanimously proclaimed the new king of Dufelta by all the noble lords.

If the losing side does not accept the defeat, they will be defeated by all the noble lords of Dufgerta and the winner. Whew, I'm tired to death..."Little Winchester was already sweating profusely after reading the above manuscript with difficulty, and finally sighed.

"Tami! Do you want to make a fool of Young Master Ben in public?" said little Winchester, who sat back in his chair, and when he heard his words, I was exhausted, and after the spell loudspeaker held up by the old servant's hands was broadcast, he cursed viciously, and kicked the old servant in the back while raising his right leg.

The old servant was kicked by the duke's son, and fell to the ground in the cold, and the spell megaphone that he held in both hands fell out. Smack!

"Young master, I'm sorry, the old slave was wrong. The old slave promised that there would be no next time. Then the old servant got up in front of little Winchester, and fell on his knees on the floor, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness with tears in his eyes.

"Of course there won't be a next time. You old ghost made Young Master Ben make a fool of himself, and he broke such an expensive spell amplifier. Can you afford to pay it? So, your property has now been confiscated. Little Winchester took the towel handed to him by the squire, and while wiping the sweat stains on his head, he announced cruelly and mercilessly.

"Young master, don't!! the old slave family has served His Excellency the Duke for generations, so they have such a little property. If you are confiscated, what do you want the old slave to rely on to support his family!?" the old servant continued to weep and kowtow and plead.

"Come on, drag this obnoxious dead old ghost to Young Master Ben. Don't let Young Master Ben see him again in the future!" Little Winchester shouted and ordered several attendants in military uniforms to stand beside him. Several attendants immediately stepped forward and dragged the old servant off the bridge.

"Young master, you have confiscated the old slave's property, and you don't want the old slave anymore. The old slave can't live anymore, so he can only seek death!" The old servant, dragged by the attendants on the floor, howled loudly.

"You old and immortal dead old ghost, if you want to die, hurry up and die! Don't be an eyesore in front of this young master!-" Little Winchester saw this, and continued to curse ruthlessly.

After a while, there was a thud. The old servant, dragged off the bridge by his attendants, rushed from the deck to the side of the ship, and without a moment's hesitation, plunged into the sea.

"Hah, ha, you old dead ghost, go be a ghost!-" Little Winchester saw this, and clapped his hands and laughed.

"This bastard!--..."On a sail battleship of the First Army. Seeing this scene, Sue couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from the bridge, but was grabbed by Memphis, who was standing next to him.

"Have you forgotten what I'm here for? "Memphis drank Sue.

"Noyachenko!! —" At the same time, he heard a loud shout from Elder Strong on the bridge of a sail battleship of the Third Army. I saw that Noyachenko's idiot actually jumped from the bridge and plunged into the sea like a volley from a high platform. Boom - white waves splashed in all directions.

"Haha... That damn old ghost is finally dead. Father should agree to give those beautiful women that Uncle White promised to give to Young Master Ben as a maid, right?" Seeing this, little Winchester turned his head very happily and asked a captain of the attendants standing beside him.

"Young Master. It turns out that you are doing this to force Uncle Da to death. Aren't you afraid that the master will find out about this and blame him?" the captain of the squire reminded worriedly. Uncle Da was referring to the old servant.

"You coward. The last time was when this old ghost asked him to stay in front of his father, so that Uncle White promised to give those beauties to Young Master Ben did not come to be maids. He didn't die, who would die!" Little Winchester reprimanded the captain of the squire in a fierce voice.

"Young master, I'm sorry. But Uncle Da has been serving you for more than ten years, since you were a child, and has always been the most familiar with your temper, and is the best person to serve you—who among those beautiful women can do that?

Besides, you're already a family man. I think this is also the reason why the master will keep Uncle Da by your side all the time. "The captain of the squire is well-reasoned and bitter.

"You know how to ass!--Young Master Ben is the future duke, and you should have as many maids as you want!Do you want Young Master Ben to guard a yellow-faced woman for the rest of his life?" Syllable!

The captain of the attendant held his hands in pain, and his face was pale with sweat stains, and he became more and more convinced that only Uncle Da, who was honest and obedient, could serve the eldest young master in front of him.

"I'm so sorry. Master. However, Uncle Da doesn't seem to be dead yet. Thinking of this, the captain of the squire hurriedly knelt down on his hands in front of little Winchester, looked down at the back of his hand, and begged his master in a low voice like the usual Uncle Da.

"What!?That old ghost isn't dead yet?—Hold up Young Master Ben!" Then little Winchester sat on the back of the captain of the squire like a horse, and shouted loudly. When the captain of the chamberlain heard this, he propped up his body on all fours as if he were doing push-ups.

"Come and help me!" and then the duke's son shouted again. When several of the attendants standing nearby heard this, they hurried over, and helped little Winchester to stand on the back of the captain of the chamberlain as if they were standing on a stepping stone.

Being trampled on by a fat pig weighing 400 pounds as a stepping stone, the captain of the attendant suddenly clenched his teeth, sweated profusely, and turned pale, but he still obeyed his master's order, and continued to hold his limbs on the ground like push-ups, and did not dare to lie down for a moment.

Winchester Jr. held up a pair of binoculars handed by one of his attendants to his eyes. Another attendant knelt on the ground like Uncle Da before, and held the brass spell megaphone in front of his master's mouth with both hands.

"Bastard!! you stinky fishmen, do you still want commissions!?" The duke's son found out that several amphibious mercenaries had rescued Uncle Da from the sea to the back of the fish dragon, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Come to me! Ignore that stupid pig's stinky fart!" Noyachenko was on the water on the side of the Third Army's sail battleship, pulling a dark green spell vine with the end wrapped around the deck with his right hand, and waving loudly at the amphibious mercenaries who rescued him with his left hand.

"Bastard!—you're a stupid pig, you're farting!! bring that to Young Master Ben!" Little Winchester, who was standing with the captain of the squire as a stepping stone, scolded while beating his chest and jumping to his feet, and handed the binoculars to one of the squires and demanded.

The captain of the attendants, whose clothes were soaked with sweat, suddenly groaned a few more times, and continued to brace his limbs, his face was pale, and he was about to collapse from the discomfort.

"No!—Young Master. The old man explained that that thing was used to save his life just in case, after the two of them fought. One of the attendants reminded the master of embarrassment.

If you dare to quibble again, Young Master Ben will cut out your tongue. Little Winchester reprimanded the squire with a vicious face. When the attendant heard this, he was so frightened that he did not dare to disobey the order, so he had to do so.

"Because, that bastard thing of Noyachenko, just now insulted Young Master Ben as a stupid pig. Therefore, as the notary of this duel, Master Ben hereby declares that Noyachenko has violated the rules of the duel and lost the duel. Noyachenko - you stupid pig loser! Young Master Ben will sentence you to death now!"

I saw that little Winchester snatched a magic bullet launcher with an optical sight from the hands of his attendants, and loudly pronounced the sentence in front of many personnel of the First Army, the Third Army, representatives of noble lords, and amphibious mercenaries. (To be continued.) )