The helmet chosen by Earl Walker to cover his face well, it was a barrel helmet with tan tassels stuck on the top, and with the help of the knights who led the horse, he hastily arranged the tan heraldic armor he was wearing, and before putting on the lock ring gloves, he had already tied a tan diagonal striped cloak representing the county of Affenburg to his back.

"Lord Rogge, it's time to play! May you be blessed by the goddess Arcana. The knight handed Rogge's saber and a blunt-tipped lance.

Earl Walker gently patted the armor that was about to accompany him on the field, although the head and body of this heavy cavalry horse were covered with a layer of bright horse armor, but his eyes were not covered, but under the decoration of the war horse's visor, it looked very expressive. He put the saber handed over by the knight into the scabbard at his waist, stepped on the stirrup and turned on the horse's back, and lifted the blunt-headed lance from the knight's hand.

The herald of the knight's rest area was like an acting clown, running in a panic, his mouth shouting: "Rogge, the knight of Yafenburg! Did you hear that? Hop on your steed, it's your turn! His Majesty the King and the audience are waiting for you! Oh! May the goddess Arcana be by your side! ”

"Drive!" Earl Walker ignored the clown-like herald, but rode straight into the knights' arena with his spear in hand.

"I heard that this man named Rog killed the nine-headed sea monster on Lena Island!" Someone in the audience recognized him, and the people in the audience shouted Rogge's name, and even some whimsical people began to speculate whether Coulosius would appear in the Knights' Arena.

Count Walker symbolically bowed to Segal II on his horse, but did not take off his barrel helmet.

His opponent was a heavily armored knight, the knight of Monterland named Jim did not take off the canine-faced helmet that covered his head when he saluted the king, and not only did the knight of Jim wear the coat of arms according to the standard, he was clearly from Monterland, but the shield was painted with Woodbank's feather cross vassal coat of arms.

"This coat of arms fills me with hatred." The voice from under the barrel helmet was cold.

"I'd love to see your Affenburg lose its armor again." Earl Walker's hostile response startled Earl Walker, who seemed to indicate his identity hidden under the canine-faced helmet, and suddenly made a gesture to Earl Walker with his left thumb pointing to the ground.

"Look, this is a life-and-death signal from two knights!" The crowd erupted in cheers, they didn't expect too much harmony, the upcoming battle was what they were most happy to see, "This canine rider is too daring!" ”

"Your Majesty, this knight's coat of arms of Fort Monterland can be worn with the Woodbank Error coat of arms. According to the rules of the tournament, Woodbank, as a vassal of the Earl of Entle, was not eligible to appear in the tournament. Stephen Hawking, who of the Privy Council, was visibly excited, and he stood up, "It's weird that this guy is so blatantly wearing an inappropriate coat of arms. ”

"Oh, anyway, one of these two guys is going to die in my eyes, and when they're done, if that humble Woodbank Knight is still alive, I'll do something about it. What you're going to do now is not to slowly appreciate their deathmatch? Segal II said lazily, and he was not surprised at all. Instead, he looked to the other side of the stands, and a mysterious guy pressed the bridge of his nose and nodded slightly to him. He raised his glass as if he had drunk it all, and when the courtiers looked in the direction where the king had raised his glass, only two or three gambling nobles gathered in the stands and talked with great relish.

"Good fellows! Looks like I'm going to have to fight. Earl Walker pointed his thumb to the ground and replied to his opponent, the same gesture as the eerie Canine Rider.

Earl Walker was unprepared that the knight of Monterland Castle on the other side would make such a move, he thought back to everything he had learned before, but all the information he had learned from Spiket seemed to be moving in the opposite direction, and his originally clear mind was in a fog again-what the hell was going on--Earl Walker's mind flashed one detail after another:

"It's a secret. No one but the Spymaster and you can know. He hand-handed the signed parchment scroll to George Landmark, his treasurer.

"The beginning and the end are to build a good relationship, and to be honest, they have become a family! Queen Mona was inexplicably assassinated to death, and the murderer was also besieged by the guards of the royal city, and died of poison. Culosius's eyes were clear, though the hull was shaky a bit.

"Yes, my lord, your guess is very correct, the king wants to give up his support for you and dissociate himself from you, I heard from the mouth of Prince Lotart's cronies, Prince Lotart, as the younger brother of His Majesty Segal II, has been lying down to you in front of his royal brother, and he has even instigated His Majesty Segal II to deprive you of your title and domain!" In the drawing room of the King's Bed, Spichett pressed the bridge of his nose nervously, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes always fixed on his saber, the sword of Easttim studded with pale sapphires, and he looked a little insincere.

"Lo and behold, I've got you covered. This is the matchup arrangement of the tournament. Spitter smiled, and he quickly took out a scribbled piece of paper from his cuff and respectfully presented it to him.

"The king has an order! No one is allowed to leave the knight's rest area, and those who evade the contest and give up glory will be killed on the spot. The soldiers of the King's Army in the knight's rest area passed this strange order to each other.

"Knight Rogge, be careful!" The screams of the audience brought Earl Walker back to his senses, and the Canine Rider had already galloped towards Count Walker in a daze with his rifle. He immediately clamped the horse's belly, hugged the horse's neck, and sideways dodged the knight Jim's spear and stabbing shot. The whirring wind whistled past Earl Walker's ears, and behind him came the neighing of Knight Jim's horse.

Earl Walker rode a thoroughbred heavy horse from the Uffenhouse Ranch, which had the advantage of being strong and physically strong, while Knight Jim rode a prairie horse from Woodbank Ranch, which was known for its speed and agility, but the horse was significantly inferior in strength when put on the vest, and the only thing that could be stronger than the finish was the speed that was still excellent - Earl Walker recognized this horse, and the horse's surprise attack was impressive.

Earl Walker turned his horse's head and watched Jim's every move from a distance, and the other party also watched every move of this Yafen knight Rogge. After a moment of confrontation, they both raised their long spears, and the two knights moved slowly towards each other, and suddenly, their horses picked up. The tips of their spears were horizontally in front of the horses' heads, aimed at each other as they charged each other, and the horses neighed in the knight's arena, and the sound of the horses' hooves was like a war drum beating for the knight's charge, gradually becoming more and more rapid.

The blunt head of Earl Walker's mounted spear aimed at the heart of Knight Jim, he held the right arm of the riding spear and stabbed it forward, and the attack of the cold Knight Jim's riding spear was even more fierce, Rog quickly turned sideways on horseback, and once again dodged a catastrophe, Rogge's Auffin heraldic shield was rubbed out of a deep crack by Knight Jim's riding spear, and Earl Walker's riding spear head also passed by Knight Jim because of his change of center of gravity. Rogge only felt a slight numbness in his left arm, which was carrying the heraldic shield.

"Wonderful mutual attack!" The audience erupted in enthusiastic shouts.

Walker and Jim quickly turned their horses' heads at the same time, and launched another knightly charge. Walker's mind became clearer, too. The rifle he was carrying suddenly changed its target, the head of the spear was aimed at the chest of Knight Jim's nimble white horse, the sudden change of attack strategy made Knight Jim begin to panic on the mount, he stubbornly carried the horse gun and stabbed at Walker, Rog's horse spear also broke through the thin vest cover, half of the horse spear was deeply inserted into the chest of Knight Jim's horse, and the other half was broken in two because of excessive force.

"Hell!" Knight Jim flew out from the back of the fallen war horse, he was facing the ground and pounced directly on the mud of the royal arena, fortunately there was the protection of the canine-faced helmet lined with leather, so that his head was not hit too violently by the ground and passed out directly, the tip of his canine-faced helmet mouth, poked into the dirt on the ground, Knight Jim's tongue felt a light salty taste of blood. Knight Jim's horse rolled several times in a row as it fell to the ground, and he died motionless on the field.

Earl Walker also seemed to be wounded, his shield was directly shattered by the knight Jim's stabbing rifle, the wreckage of the shield painted with the coat of arms of Auffin split in half and flew out of his arm, his left arm was temporarily paralyzed by the violent impact of the rifle, and he rolled off the finishing touch because he could not grasp the reins.

The shouts of the crazy crowd in the audience once again set off a **.

The fallen Earl Walker jumped up from the ground with a wheel, he shook his paralyzed left arm, shook his shoulder, and the heat of blood made his left arm feel the control of his brain. Jim, the knight who had been picked off his horse, staggered to his feet from the ground, and he shook his head wrapped in a canine-faced helmet, and his eyes looked at the Yafen knight who had also fallen through the gap in the canine-faced helmet. Under the confrontation of indifference. One by one, they pulled out the blood-drinking murder weapons, swords and sabers that they wore on their waists, each shining with a strange cold light.

Earl Walker flew towards the knight Jim who was holding the shield and catching the knife, the knight Jim raised the shield accordingly, Walker jumped up from the ground, held the sword in both hands and jumped and slashed, the blade smashed heavily on the knight Jim's heraldic shield, due to the fierce impact of the knight Jim, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the shield was also cut out of a deep sword mark.

Knight Jim stopped his retreat, bravely counterattacked, he used the shield in his left hand to shake Earl Walker, Walker's back dodge, the ensuing saber swept, his backhand sword and sword withstood Knight Jim's malicious swing, the blade and the saber collided violently, rubbing out golden metal sparks.

It was a fleeting rare opportunity between the intersecting weapons, Earl Walker found the gap exposed in Knight Jim's abdomen, he wore a shin guard iron boot and kicked his right foot towards Knight Jim's abdomen, Knight Jim was also kicked back several steps back by this heavy kick, for Knight Jim, the severe pain in his abdomen made him reluctantly stand still, cowering behind the raised shield, he showed half of the canine helmet from time to time, and observed Earl Walker's every move through the gap in the helmet, The pain in his abdomen gradually lessened until it was finally overcome.

Knight Jim's strategy of shrinking caused Earl Walker and him to fall into a stalemate, but the longer the stalemate lasted, the more deafening the shouts of killing in the audience became, and the nobles in the audience took out silver coins and copper from their money bags and bet with each other, speculating about which of the two fierce lions fighting in the arena would spill blood in the arena and who would kill each other.

Suddenly, Knight Jim was the first to break the ongoing stalemate, he rushed towards the Knight of Offenburg in front of him with his shield on his back, behind the shield was the mysterious blade that was about to be sent into the opponent's body, Count Walker's sword retreated in the face of the advancing shield, and his eyes behind the barrel helmet were only fixed on the cold light that appeared behind the shield from time to time.

"It's your chance!" A cold light suddenly flashed on the blade of Earl Walker's sword, and Knight Jim raised his shield to meet the sword edge that Earl Walker was about to chop, and then violently sent out the strange saber hidden behind the shield, but Knight Jim's shield was only ushered in by a whirring wind, and Earl Walker was not ready to swing his sword to smash his shield at all, but turned sideways to his body, and grabbed his arm against the shield.

"What?!" A screech erupted from Knight Jim's canine face, and his saber was indeed only a cloak from Earl Walker's back.

It was only a split second - a groan of pain erupted from the canine-faced helmet, Knight Jim threw himself on the dirt-covered ground, and Earl Walker's saber severed the chainmail chain on Sherlock's back. Blood gushed out eerily as the lock ring cracked.

Knight Jim fell to the ground, he rolled over with difficulty, Earl Walker's greaves and iron boots trampled on his right hand to catch the knife, and he couldn't move from the severe wound to his back.

"Walker Easttem" a weak voice came from under the canine-faced helmet.

"I don't seem to know you, Knight Jim? Why are you provoking me to life and death? I have no grievances with Monterland. There was a cold inquiring voice from under the barrel helmet, and he was slightly surprised when he unveiled the canine helmet of Knight Jim.

"Ahem, we all wanted you dead, Walker Easttem. Although, I, Sherlock of Woodbank, regret not being able to kill you. The corners of Baron Sherlock's mouth were filled with blood, "Kill me, I can wait for you in the Spirit Temple." Today, no one can leave here. We cannot escape the grip of fate. There will be a bloody storm here. ”

"Maybe you're wrong? Besides, you've mistaken the man, Sherlock, I'm not the Walker Easthem of the past, I'm just the soul of Jaffenburg, the ghost of the Battle of Entle. Sherlock finally saw the murderous eyes that appeared in the knight's barrel helmet after the blindfold was rolled on, "I have lost so much because of your betrayal. ”

"No one betrayed you, ahem you're just a pawn that Segal II can throw at any time. It's pathetic," Sherlock still laughed at Earl Walker.

"It's a pity that you were also lost by the Red Boar of Entre or the Prince of Lotat." Earl Walker indifferently despised the dying betrayer at his feet.

"No, I at least kept the territory for my family. And you," Sherlock coughed, and streams of blood poured out of his mouth. "Today, you and I will both die here, kill me."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill him! Blood sacrifice Sidrion again! The crowd in the audience was excited, "Blood! Blood! Blood! Bathing in new life! ”

"Well, I'll fulfill you, Lord Baron Sherlock." Earl Walker raised the sword of Easttim set with pale sapphires in both hands, and without hesitation, plunged it into Sherlock's heart.