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Why, why! The logo was exactly the same as what Anna had painted that night, but wasn't my daughter painting it for me? This--Alexios's inner mood was violently turbulent, his hand gripped the armrest, and made a crushing sound - and then, ignoring Wittling's question, the Emperor looked at his daughter in the seat on the other side, and then saw the real concern on her face, and also looked at the big masked warrior who came out with a battle axe, which he did not recognize, and which he did not pay attention to, but now felt that he should not take lightly.

"This smock is mine, it was given to me by my daughter, you bastard!" Alexios even gritted his teeth and almost said it directly, and today it was really frightening one after another - first Mikhail had a seizure, and then he let himself see the most painful scene. Then he couldn't take it anymore and slammed the ivory armrest of his seat with a loud noise.

"Your Majesty the Emperor," the envoy of Wittling, before he could say the rest of his words, thought that the Emperor was acting in this way to give orders for the competition, and the trumpeters puffed out their cheeks and blew a long and agitated voice.

This is the signal that the competition has begun!

"Kill him for me." In the sound of the horn, the envoy Wittling heard very clearly that the Emperor did indeed come out of his teeth, which side was "he"? Alas, didn't you say that no matter what the result of the competition is, it will not affect the friendship?

Of all the people in the seat, Yudohia did not dare to sit down, but continued to stand in the seat, and kept praying with his palms together; Anna and John, also full of anxiety and worry, stood up; Emperor Alexios was on his throne as if he were covered with iron needles underneath, and his face was pale in agony; Wetterling was confused, and did not dare to say anything, so he could only sit back in his seat in a daze; Empress Irene, Vice Empress Marlena, and Augustus Constantine all covered their lips nervously, watching the momentary changes on the playing field; Isaac and Nick Demia are in a similar position, but "Birdie" is thoughtful and heavy-hearted; Even the Patriarch Maastas was stunned, and couldn't help but be completely attracted to it.

Behind the iron gate, Theognes held the sword of phosphorus and fire entrusted to him by Gawain in his hand, looking at the situation on the field, and kept silently chanting, "Gawain, even if you don't have this magic sword, you have to be lucky and brave, catch the Count's shortcomings, and cut his neck!" Use your tomahawk first, hold your position, and be patient with the confrontation. So much so that his left hand nervously grabbed the gap in the stone beside him, completely ignoring the pain.

Mikhail was still twitching in place, trying to retrieve the sword he had dropped in front of him, but he couldn't.

Gawain and the Count of Arnault from Ghent were getting closer and closer to the beat of the trumpets and drums, and the sound of the sand on his boots was particularly harsh in the silence of the theater.

A loud horn sounded loudly, and the hearts of the audience were violently pulled into the air with a tightrope: Gawain trotted up, raised his tomahawk with both hands, and then shook it with all his might, and the two-handed axe roared like a swift windmill towards the calm and guarded Count Arnaud!

"Damn, Gawain, what are you thinking!" Diognis was almost in a hurry to roar.

The black warrior Arno swung his hands sideways, and the huge blade of his sword struck the flying battle axe steadily, and with a muffled sound, the axe with the light of fire was knocked far away, and the "poof" slashed into the wall on the edge of the theater stand, frightening the audience there, and collectively leaned back.

Now, Gawain no longer had the main long-handled weapon in his hands, but he was still running fast, and at the moment when the axe was smashed, he had already run to Mikhail's side, and by the way, he leaned down and picked up the long sword of the emperor's chief guard, and continued to accelerate in half a second, coming towards Arno like a bison.

Arno roared lowly, then turned around, and then turned from right to left, and swung his sword again, and the cold light of the blades of his hands quickly turned into a greater arc, cutting into the galloping Gawain, and then something flew up on its own!

It's Gawain's head, it's Gawain's half-cut body, and Gawain has been cut into two pieces! Everyone at the scene thought so at the time, Anna screamed and put her hands on her cheeks, and Alexios couldn't help but tremble, "Varyag barbarian! In the end, it was Prince John's sharp eyes - the flying object was Mikhail's saber, which was thrown straight up by Gawain, and it suddenly interfered with Count Arno's vision, and the blade swung over, and Gawain stuck underneath to burst into his lower position.

Gawain pulled out the Turkic scimitar with one hand, and a ray of light slashed through Count Arno's wrist, Arno bent down in pain, Gawain turned around against the border count again, and all the audience saw a scimitar swishing up, tumbling in an arc, falling on Gawain's other hand, and then piercing horizontally into Arno's exposed neck, and then Gawain pulled, pulled out the red line, and then quickly pulled out the scimitar, without any hindrance.

At this moment, the two of them were standing parallel on the sand field, and Gawain was leaning on Arno's right shoulder, holding the blood-stained scimitar in his backhand.

A second later, Arno's heavy sword fell to the ground, and then his neck was crooked, and his weak arms hung down, like real meteoric iron, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and his legs wrapped in iron chain mail shook twice, and he died completely.

Gawain stood up, put the scimitar back into its sheath, and then walked over, hurriedly tore off a piece of the gown, rolled it up and stuffed it into Mikhail's mouth, lifted him up, and slowly dragged him to the side of the iron gate, with the silent gaze of hundreds of spectators.

After a long time, there was a huge cheer from the seats, and many people shouted slogans for blessings for the emperor and joy for the emperor to have such a brave samurai.

Alexios, with a stiff smile, sat down in his seat, passively accepting the flood of congratulations - and there Anna threw herself into the arms of the Patriarch, joy, excitement, and fear.

Even Wittling turned his head in frustration and congratulated His Majesty the Emperor, and was willing to keep his promise—"Then we will send a competent detachment, and we will pay for the hiring of the Venetian fleet to support His Majesty's military operations in aiding Amalfi." ”

Amid the cheers, Gawain walked over again, stood in the center of the field, looked at Alexios who was high above, and then he took off his mask and armor, and knelt down on one knee with his sword in hand, "The Most High, Holy and Powerful One, guide us forward, and bless you, Your Majesty, the Great Roman Emperor, you have once again blessed the warriors under your command and defeated the enemies who came to challenge." ”

Before Alexios could react, another warrior in uniform suddenly walked out of the iron gate over there, holding his sword, "You, now is not the time to cheer, I will continue to challenge you in place of Count Arno!"