Dallus walked into the council chamber and stood beside Hercules. Sigru had already told him the details of what had happened on the way, and at the end he didn't forget to tell him: just hit him once, don't do your best. Dallos just smiled wryly and shook his head - it's not the first time he's played against Hercules, no matter how hard he doesn't do it, it makes no difference to the strongest on the West Coast, and doing his best is nothing more than losing a little better.

But could this trial really be so easily perfunctory? Dallus had repeatedly deduced all the possible outcomes of the trial with the Marquis of Sigemonde - it didn't take long, and no matter how it was deduced, there were only two ways out for Marise - either to be guillotined, or to marry Rugbjerg in exchange for the protection of the Red Sword. It wasn't that Dallus didn't think of bringing up the Aeolus Review, and his merits were enough to vindicate Marys, but he was vetoed by the Marquis of Sigiesmond - since the "Iron Fist" Innar lost power, the Anemo Review was a very sensitive topic in Fieldsway's political circles, and Ruffalo Vidis was the loser of the review that year, but he still sat firmly on the throne, and Innar, as the victor, was exiled instead. From that day on, the king's authority loomed over the effectiveness of the Aeolus Review. This is undoubtedly a challenge to tradition, and it has also loosened the original supreme binding force of the Fengshen Review. The Marquis of Sigimunde keenly felt that the king's opinion should be the only voice in the council chamber on matters of right and wrong. The Marquis of Siggimond, though he loved his daughter, would not have over-subsumed Maris's favor if Hercules had not stood up for Mary and raised the Aeolus review.

Iron Arm was still a little selfish in the end, and he accepted Hercules' appeal. Fengshen review was established. This was something that Dallus had not expected. And the vulture-like eyes of the Marquis of Aydin swept back and forth between him and Hercules, anger filling every wrinkle on the old man's face.

"Now that the Marquis of Siggimond has accepted Hercules' appeal, the Aeolus Review is valid." King Vidis took a deep breath and began his routine announcement before the deliberations. Earlier, when the Marquis of Sigimond spoke, his brow furrowed and stretched briefly, like a dagger that had only been pushed out of its sheath and returned to its place, and the cold light was only a flash of light.

"The content of the complaint: to atone for the crime on behalf of the person; Recipients: Saiga, the god of wind and sea; Complainants: Hercules; Grievance representative: Himself. Opponents: Marquis Sigimund, 'Iron Arm';

"Add me to the naysayers." The Marquis of Aydin abruptly interrupted King Vidis, "I have appointed 'Brute Hammer' Furstad as my representative. Airy, go and call him in. ”

King Vidis glanced at the Marquis of Aydin and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "The second opponent: Marquis Aydin of the 'Red Sword'; Are there any other opponents? ”

No one answered. Ragbjörg had barely taken a step forward when Marquis Aydin glanced at him. It was as if he had been slashed, and he stumbled back on the foot that had stepped out.

"Furstad has arrived." Marquis Airy returned to the council chamber with an imperceptible sinister smile on his face.

The sound of metal clashing outside the door sounded, and another of Fieldsway's first-class warriors, "Brute Hammer" Furstad, pushed open the door and walked in. He was draped in heavy black armor, and his whole body seemed to be packed into a black tin can, with a heavy sonorous sound with every step. He carried the iconic two-handed hammer behind him. The weight of his outfit was enough to crush a Konninga horse, so Furstad never rode a horse, and when he appeared on the battlefield, it was like a black fortress that slowly advanced and crushed. But this was Yanvikshu's council chamber, not the front line, and there were no droplets of mist on Furstad's heavy armor, which he had apparently put on at someone's behest.

Furstad also carried a keel axe in his hand. This is a traditional weapon of Van Skerry, named after the fact that the handle of the axe is taken from the wood of the keel of a scrapped ship. He tossed the keel axe at Darros: "You're from a pirate, so you should be easy to use." Furstad's voice was muffled in the Great Helmet, and it was filtered by metal to make it a little urn-like.

Darros frowned, he didn't like the contemptuous tone in which Furstad said "from pirates". But he still caught the keel axe, and the moment he grasped the handle of the axe, King Vidis broke off:

"Aeolus review, begin! Those who fall to the ground will be judged! ”

And that's where it begins? Horrified, Daros reflexively swung the keel axe at Hercules, and the cold light flowing on the blade of the axe came into his eyes—it was a striker! Daros immediately regained some strength in his hand, and his hasty axe was easily dodged by Hercules. Dallus subconsciously took a step back, but the expected counterattack of Hercules did not come, and he noticed that Hercules was actually barehanded.

What's going on? Daros was stunned, the keel axe was in his hand, and everyone was watching, neither lifting nor lifting.

But Furstad didn't move, and the slit in his giant helmet was aimed at Hercules: "I've wanted to fight with you for a long time, but we are under the command of the Marquis, and we have never had a chance." Today is just the right time to try the so-called super first-class martial arts Jin Liang. ”

"Those who fall to the ground will lose...... You're very poundy. Hercules looked at Furstad coldly, slowly clenched his fists, and his knuckles "clicked", "Airy made you wear this heavy armor, right?" ”

"Little bastard, who allowed you to call me by my name?" Marquis Airy was furious, "Furstad, smash his mouth!" And you, Dallus! Standing there motionless, do you want to release the water? The last sentence was snarling at the Marquis of Sigimund.

"Offended." Dallus whispered, lunging at Hercules at the same time as Furstad.