The blazing sunlight shone on the bright iron plate, and the temperature was enough to fry the eggs.

At this moment, Ferko was wearing a thick iron plate, and Tsepes, opposite him, was not wearing any armor, only holding a short sword and a round shield.

In order to satisfy Braye's demands, and at the same time to win the duel, Ferco put on the entire castle, the strongest plate armor.

Ferko, who had changed into plate armor, came to the training ground behind the castle, and had been baking for half an hour under the scorching sun.

Duels between nobles, not between hooligans, have strict procedures and rules.

Under the witness of the lord, both sides of the duel must first swear an oath to ensure the fairness of the duel.

This is Nightingale's Castle, and the sad-faced Count Sandria takes on this role.

Then, it is a matter of choosing witnesses and circumstantial evidence that are mutually acceptable.

Braille happily served as a witness, and the two minor nobles in the county of Sandria, as circumstantial witnesses.

Then, each side of the duel chooses a deputy, and in a traditional duel, the deputys sometimes go into battle.

But more often than not, the deputy plays the role of the corpse collector.

They would hand over the body to the deceased's wife or mother.

In the duel in front of them, the deputy seemed insignificant, but out of respect for the rules, Cepes and Ferko each found a deputy.

After a set of processes, the plate armor on Ferco's body has been scorched hot by the scorching sun, and the jacket inside has been soaked through by sweat.

Finally, the duel began, and Ferko, with his two-handed sword in hand, rushed to Cepes first, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible.

The heavy plate armor creaked against metal under his movements.

The plate armor slowed down Ferco, and Cepes could easily duck to the side if he wanted to.

But he didn't hide, but greeted him, and through actual combat training, how could he let go of the opportunity to improve his strength.

Moreover, Ferko will not launch a lethal attack on him, which is simply an excellent sparring opponent.

The short sword and the two-handed long sword collided together, and in terms of strength, Tsepes, who was only sixteen years old, really suffered.

The short sword was knocked open by more than ten centimeters, and Ferko seized the opportunity, and the long sword swept sideways towards Cepes's right rib like a club.

Ferko didn't use the blade, but he was hit by the heavy blade, and even if he kept on his ribs, he would definitely have a sharp pain.

It's too late for the short sword to return to defense, and the round shield is held in the left hand, and it's too late to block directly.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, Tsepes used the Litam move.

He raised his left arm and turned backwards with his feet, turning his whole body in a half-circle, facing Filco with his back.

With the help of the rotation of his body, he raised the round shield hanging on his left arm, just blocking the blade of the long sword.

Draining the power of the long sword, Cepes did not delay, and immediately opened the distance between him and Ferko.

In the first round when he came up, Cepes was a little careless and suffered a small loss. However, with accurate response, he successfully saved the day.

The next moment, Cepes, whose attention had regained his attention, took the initiative to meet him again, this time more careful than last time.

Fighting against others, it is true that practicing with yourself is completely two different concepts, and the various skills learned can only be understood quickly and truly in actual combat.

Dressed in plate armor, Ferko became the best whetstone in Tsepes, flying up and down with his short sword and round shield, practicing all the moves he had learned from Litam.

Occasionally, the dagger would slash at Ferko's body, leaving a deep mark on the heavy plate armor.

However, because the plate armor was thick enough, Ferko was not injured.

After dozens of moves, Tsepeshi felt that his combat power had improved a lot.

In stark contrast to him, Ferko gradually only had to be beaten, and the plate armor was left with one sword mark after another by Cepes.

The residents of Fort Nightingale, who had originally supported Ferco, began to complain constantly.

"Wearing such thick plate armor, this guy is so afraid of death!"

"Knight Bennai, doesn't it mean that Ferco's combat skills have surpassed him, how can it be so bad!?"

Listening to the insults, Ferko only had one word left in his heart, and he felt that he was being tortured by the bronze bull.

The thick plate armor is like the copper bull that traps him, and the bursting sun is the flame that heats the copper bull.

The inner torment made Ferco restless, and the offense and defense were even more disorganized.

Cepes spotted an opportunity, quickened his movement, lowered his center of gravity, and slipped under his swinging sword to Felko's side.

The short sword stabbed at the Achilles tendon of Velco's left foot, and before he could dodge, sparks flew and the heavy armor was poked out of a hole.

Coincidentally, the dagger just pierced the plate armor, but it didn't hurt Ferko's flesh.

Immediately after, a stream of yellowish liquid, which kept flowing out of the small hole, was definitely not blood.

"Look! What is flowing out!? ”

"Oh my God! Ferco actually made people pee! ”

One after another exclamations came out of the mouths of the melon-eating crowd watching the battle.

When watching a duel, there is no distinction between commoners and nobles, and those who watch the battle can speak freely, and no one will trouble them afterwards.

The idea that Ferco was beaten up with pee, which was shared by most of the spectators, became more and more ridiculed, which became the last straw that crushed Ferco.

As a nobleman with many years of training, Ferko certainly doesn't pee in battle.

From the small holes, his sweat flowed out, and the stuffy plate armor seemed to evaporate the water in his body.

At the same time, because of the reason of not bathing for a long time, there is a large amount of protein accumulation on the surface of Ferco's body.

If you wear a white shirt for a long time, the cuffs and neckline will turn yellow.

In the same way, dirt mixes with sweat and turns into a slightly yellowish liquid.

"I didn't! I didn't pee in the plate armor! Shut up, y'all! ”

Ferko, who had been wronged, no longer had the heart to continue fighting, and he used his greatest strength to roar at the spectators.

Ferco, who was already dehydrated, was shocked and unconscious under the action of multiple reasons such as emotional agitation and excessive exertion.

Ferko, dressed in heavy plate armor, fell straight back, and the kind Cepes, holding him from behind, slowly lowered him flat to the ground.

Cepes didn't want to kill Ferko, or that if Ferko died now, it might cause him unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, he took off the plate armor on Ferco's body at the first time, and at the same time dragged Ferko to a cool place.

Count Sandria and the others also hurried to the front, and Cepes shouted to the castle steward, "If there is honey water or mead, bring it quickly." ”

As he spoke, Count Sandria crouched down and looked into Ferco's condition with a frown.

The countess on the side winked at Cepes inadvertently, as if she was praising Cepesz for doing a good job.

A young manservant, panting with a bottle of mead, came running and filled Ferco with half a bottle at once.

Ferko's physical fitness is very good, and ordinary people wearing plate armor may find it difficult to even move, let alone fight.

The mead replenished Ferko with water and electrolytes, and his eyelids moved, slowly regaining consciousness.

Trying to open his eyelids, he saw Cepes for the first time.

Driven by his will to fight, he wanted to throw a punch at Cepes, but his arm was slightly raised, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Looking at Ferko, whose eyes were full of anger, Tsepeš said calmly:

"Filco, I know that liquid is your sweat, and I'll explain it to someone else."

One sentence calmed Ferco's eyes a lot.

Then, Cepes continued: "This duel, I won, and Miss Gina will no longer be your fiancée.

Believe that this news will soon spread in Wallachia, and I hope you are mentally prepared because it is inevitable to be ridiculed. ”

Ferko, who woke up, closed his eyes and tilted his head, and lost consciousness again.