The small training ground next to the gate had been emptied, and the fortress guards and Brandon's guards had retreated to the side and surrounded themselves with shields, leaving only a gap a man wide in the middle, and the two sides continued to confront each other without backing down.

The veteran standing on the judgment bench coldly hugged his shoulders and stared at the black-haired wizard who was surrounded by a human wall in the middle with a dead man's gaze.

At this moment, Loren didn't forget to wave his hand at the worried little wizard behind the human wall, and his relaxed smile didn't show any nervousness at all.

I don't even know it's when I die... The excessive calmness and abnormality made the veteran frown.

And Brandon de Salion, who was on the side, was also smiling brightly, and his expression was excited as if he was still looking forward to it—as if the person who was going to be executed next had nothing to do with him, and he was just here to see the fun.

This kind of heartless guy can actually get the allegiance of others, and even the orthodox blood of the De Salion family, the younger brother of Prince Conrad......

What a damn one!

As long as he bears the name of "De Salion", can he do anything wrong in the Empire?!

And even such a scum can be favored by the dragon, and Prince Conod, who has truly inherited the bloodline of the dragon king's family, is the only crown prince who is not a "dragon rider" for thirteen generations, and he was even almost criticized for this and was suspected of being an illegitimate child...... The person who said this is truly damned!

His Royal Highness Conod personally led the cavalry to the north to patrol, fought bloody battles with monsters, starved in a blizzard, and suffered a long night with the soldiers......

What are those aristocratic lords doing?

What are the Grand Dukes, wizards and nobles of the empire doing?

What is this pampered, His Majesty's little cub doing?!

Since the Conod Hall can't do anything to his own brother because of the brotherhood, it would be better to let such a loyal subordinate bear this infamy......

That's right, starting with this arrogant black-haired wizard!

"Do you really want to do this?" The officer in charge of the execution on the side hesitated a little, and glanced at the "veteran" embarrassedly: "If you want me to say that His Royal Highness Brandon has not been out of line for a day or two, it doesn't have to be like this for such a trivial matter, if you really kill his wizard advisor, it won't be good to make trouble......"

"It was because we all thought so that we gave him the courage to be unscrupulous!" the veteran glared at him:

"This is the Broken Mountain Fortress, the northern gate of the Empire!Where else can we suppress his arrogance besides us?!"

"That's a De Salion, His Royal Highness the Imperial Prince—you're alone, and I have to think about it!"

"Then you should persevere, don't forget who the Lord we serve!" The veteran coldly warned, "I don't need to tell you, if His Highness Brandon becomes the heir of the Empire, what will happen to our people in the Broken Mountain Fortress?"

"When the time comes, there will be thousands of people in the two legions, and maybe they will have to be purged from head to toe - no emperor will trust a group of soldiers who are not loyal to him, no matter who is the same! Only when His Highness Connad succeeds to the throne will we have a future!"

"Or are you ready to betray Your Highness?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" the officer was a little panicked, and hurriedly retorted: "I swear allegiance to His Royal Highness Connad to the death, and I will never regret it!"

"What's the use of just talking, but proving it!"

With a cold snort, the old soldier holding his shoulder ignored him. The officer, who was so anxious that he stomped his feet, had no choice but to turn around and leave to arrange the next duel trial.

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Loren stood in the center of the field, his wandering pupils scanning the veterans on the interrogation table with his peripheral vision.

Judging from the attitude of the legionnaires to the officer in charge of the trial just now, this person is definitely not just a "veteran", and his status is probably not low - the barracks is the place where the status is most valued, and it can make the soldiers and officers around him afraid of him, I am afraid that it is not just a high title.

Could it be that he is a character similar to the prison army?

While speculating in his heart, the black-haired wizard was playing with the wooden stick that was thrown to him as a "sword", and it was the only thing on his body that could be called a "weapon".

Casterer, Bright Silver, Knight Sword, Leather Armor, Thick Cloak, Dagger Blade, Igniter, Ring Badge...... He didn't even let go of the dagger on the inside of his boots, and when he walked to the training ground, all he had left was a single coat, pants and boots.

The legionnaires in the fortress searched him very strictly, probably because he was a wizard, and they always felt that there might be a wand hidden in a crack in his body......

So that's the mistake caused by the cognitive gap. If there is indeed a wizard here, it will remind the searching soldier that even if he does not have a wand, a normal caster can cast low-level spells without any effect, or even use one or two high-level spells.

But alas, they don't know.

While he was still full of speculation, the officer in charge of the trial was already standing on the interrogation platform, staring at him fiercely, and shouted:

"Wizard Advisor Loren, Your Highness Brandon de Salion, are you ready to be judged by a duel until everyone acquits you?!"

Loren raised the "sword" in his right hand expressionlessly:

"Anytime. ”

"In the name of the Holy Cross, I hereby announce the duel trial by virtue of my identity as the judge of the Broken Mountain Fortress, the northern gate of my empire, and the official beginning of the duel trial!"

"May the Holy Cross defend the side of justice ——!!!!"

The shouts were still echoing in the air, and a dark figure had already walked into the training ground.

Loren squinted slightly, this was a guy dressed as a standard legionnaire, with heavy infantry armor, kite-shaped shields, halberds, heavy swords, and even his head and his whole body were wrapped in a black iron shell. It's just that the equipment looks a lot stronger than the average soldier, and the style of the helmet is slightly different.

"Second Sergeant, Rickan!" the soldier said sullenly, slamming his shield with his halberd, his eyes under his helmet fixed on Loren.

"Wizarding advisor to His Highness Brandon, Loren. The black-haired wizard smiled and bowed. He casually stuck the wooden stick on the belt on the right side, and he didn't look like he was ready to fight at all.

In the next second, Rykan moved—holding his halberd against his shield and charging at the black-haired wizard with a roar—the posture of the shield and the pace of the charge were completely that of a seasoned veteran.

It's stupid......

If it were on the battlefield and hundreds or thousands of legionnaires were charging like a tidal wave, it would be an irresistible force, but if it was a one-on-one duel, it would be a fool!

The black-haired wizard who stepped slightly sideways almost dodged the opponent's attack. The fierce Rickan stopped abruptly and grabbed the tail of the halberd.

A sweep!

The tip of the "Bell ——!" halberd smashed a few sparks on the ground, and it was not surprising that Loren dodged it. Rick, who stayed in place, almost opened the doorway, and there was no chance to parry at all!

Loren chuckled and dodged three steps away, not taking the opportunity to sneak up.

Really...... In the next moment, the shield in Rickan's hand immediately swung to his side—if the black-haired wizard had just been behind him, he would have been knocked into the air!

But this is not the key, but the iron shell of the other party...... With this wooden stick, it is impossible to even break the defense.

Looking at the black-haired wizard three steps away, Rickan, who realized that he was being aware of his careful thoughts, roared in annoyance and swooped down like a black beast!

"Die, wizard——!"

The sergeant Rickan who strode forward, the halberd in his hand kept thrusting forward, but each time he was dodged by the fox-like wizard, as if he knew he was going to stab at that place.

Damn, what kind of magic is this?!

In an instant, Loren, who had once again dodged the edge of the halberd, did not retreat, but pulled out the wooden stick on his waist and pounced on him, and the experienced and skilled sergeant Rickan immediately set up a shield to defend.

"Just wait for you to do it, Ironshell. The contemptuous voice sent a chill down the sergeant's spine.

Because it's coming from behind you!

"Bang ——!"

By the time the sergeant came to his senses again, he was being trampled under the feet of the damned wizard, and the kite-shaped shield in his hand had been taken away by the other party, and the cold metal edge was stuck in his neck.

On the neck?

Wait, could he be thinking......

"All the way, Sergeant Rickan. The black-haired wizard's cold voice came: "Then, thank you for your kindness, you came to send me a weapon!"

"Wait, stop... Stop——!"

Pretending not to hear, Loren tightened his grip on the handle of his shield and stuck the edge of the side between the sergeant's helmet and armor, then three, two, one......

"Poof——!