Vanessa looked at Reina's gaze and saw a lonely knight standing under the tall blood dragon wood, he had no attendants, he could only carry the flag for himself, this person was thirty years old, with a broad forehead, due to long-term frowning, in addition to the horizontal lines left by the years, there were three vertical lines at the peak of the eyebrows, with two knife eyebrows, he looked preoccupied, he had a high nose, protruding cheekbones, a strong chin, and a jagged beard, but it didn't look ugly, but it was more chivalrous, His long, thick brown hair hung down to his collar and was halfway tied behind his head by a leather rope, but the lines of his mouth were sharp, and he could see that he was not smiling. He sat on his horse, his silhouette outlined by the setting sun, rigid and cautious. The eyes seemed to be black, but in the sunlight they were purple, dark purple.

A pair of eyes full of anger and compassion.

"Who is he?" Vanessa asked.

"The people of the house of Ahallum." Reyna said with some annoyance, "We intercepted Jean outside the city?" Ahamli, that must be this man's younger brother. ”

Vanessa had heard of this surname, but it was difficult to remember for a while, and it seemed to be related to a sword. "He's seen you?"

"Yes," Reyner nodded, "I was negligent in letting him go, I didn't expect him to come in time for the Election Chamberlain." ”

Vanessa looked at the shabby knight and asked, "Tell me about it." ”

"At that time, he and his attendants were walking outside the city of Sleeping Dragon, and they encountered a group of robbers robbing a passing farmer, who had a beautiful daughter, and he was about to hand over his daughter to keep the money bag, but this man intervened in time to stop him." Reina looked at Vanessa, wondering if he had touched on a past that the princess didn't want to remember, but fortunately, Vanessa's expression didn't change.

"And then?" Vanessa waits for the rest of the story.

"Then he beat both sides up." Reina also felt very relieved when he said this, and couldn't help but raise his voice.

Vanessa couldn't help but smile, "Just because of this, you didn't stop him?" ”

"One of the robbers was going to attack him," Reina did not dare to look at the princess's face, "I helped the man with an arrow, but in the end I shot him in the leg of the horse, hoping that he would not be able to come to the race, and now it seems that he left his horse and his attendants outside the city, and got a gelding to come to the election." ”

"Then give him a good test and see what he's capable of." Vanessa took a sip of absinthe and frowned at the bitter taste, but after drinking it, a cool breath rose from her throat to her stomach, which was extremely relieving of the heat. Then he turned to Reina and said, "Don't play today, lest he demolish you in public." ”

Reina nodded, turned and walked out of the box.

Yahengli, Yahengli. Vanessa repeated the ancient surname in her mind, and suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, she remembered that on the way to the Dragon City, Katrina had told her all the legends and stories of the Burning Flame Nation, including the legend of the Sword of Ahallus!

The Sword of Ahamli, according to legend, the Dwarves and the Flame Country have hated each other since ancient times, but when the Sand Rider Country expanded southward with great ambition and came to the Barron Mining Area at the junction of the two countries to compete for mineral resources, both sides understood that if they were invaded by the Sand Horse Country, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the Dwarf King rose up to resist, and the King of Flame also sent the general Ahalli to help, and the Sand Rider King, the Dwarf King and the Flame Kingdom fought fiercely in Broken Bones Bay, known as the Battle of Broken Bones. In the end of the three-way battle, the oil has run out, and the dwarves have always looked down on the smelting technology of other races, and refused to use the weapons of the Burning Flame Country, but when the sword and stone were exhausted, the dwarf king took the sword of Ahermanli, and the two sides joined forces to pierce the sword into the iron heart of the Sand Rider King, and from then on, the sword of Ahanli symbolized the peace between the two countries and the eternal union.

It turned out to be this Yahengli.

The Fallen Knight must be looking to revive his family's prestige. Since he wants a chance, why not give him one? Brandt is gone, and I need someone with a conscience and a sense of justice to remind me not to deviate too far from my camp, so many freelancers and mercenaries, most of whom are followers who only know how to do what they are told, calm and not thoughtful; And there are not too many people like Reina who can both do things and have opinions.

The second joust begins.

Swords collide, torches sway, flags flutter in the wind; The horses neighed, the gates opened, and the golden rays of the setting sun shot obliquely through the iron bars of the gates. It's so intense and exciting, my knights, rush to your heart's content, take your own fame, this is Game of Thrones, and it's my battlefield, you're my silver armor and gray cloak.

There was a group of knights fighting in the middle of the field, and Vanessa could see the blood slowly flowing down their forearms like countless fingers, and she couldn't tell whose blood was flying, and she could see the stickiness of their elbow joints. The mercenary knight in the buck helmet was clearly superior to his opponent, the free-city-state knight in soft armor, and even Vanessa could see that his blocks were getting slower and lower. The freelancers faced the enemy sideways, trying to fend off the attack with their shields, but the princess's mercenaries also moved sideways, moving as swiftly as cats, not being dragged down by a suit of chain mail. After a few turns, the mercenary took complete control of the battle, knocking the freelancers out of the dust.

"Next, by Darcy of Fire Dragon Village? Dendon vs. Rogge of the City of Light? Yahengli! ”

When the heir of the Holy Sword was about to play, Vanessa adjusted her sitting position and waited for both sides to salute her before signaling the game to begin. Darcy is the fastest warrior in his mercenary group, known for his agility, and he is also one of the few mercenaries who was hand-picked by the princess to participate in the selection meeting, but the dismounted knight of Rogue is a full head taller than Darcy, and seems to have an absolute advantage in strength, Vanessa can't help but sweat for her mercenaries.

At the beginning of the battle, Rogge was not in a hurry to attack, and Darcy was not simple, always greeted with the lasso in his hand, so that the other party was tired of parrying and dodging, and he couldn't find his own flaws, so he fought boringly for a while, and Rogge, who was originally staggering back, suddenly launched a series of impacts, this sudden onslaught surprised Darcy, Rogge forced him to collide with himself, and smashed the shield into the mercenary's face, almost, almost knocked Darcy to the ground, the mercenary staggered back, and hurriedly adjusted to maintain the center of gravity, At the same time, throw away the lasso and raise the sword to meet him.

After nearly a month of recuperation, the mercenary seemed to be getting stronger, and his slashes left traces one after another, and the armor, right leg, beak-like mask and chest guard, and even neck armor were imprinted with deep, shiny dents. At the same time, the crescent wolf tooth disc on Darcy's right arm was cut in two and hung on a belt.

Vanessa could hear heavy breathing coming from his mask.

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