113. Not as good-looking as my wife

It is better to see than to hear, rather than gradually constructing the image of Queen Maeve herself in various external intelligence, Qi Wuce is more inclined to meet Maeve last time with his own eyes, only by seeing with his own eyes and understanding in person can he know himself and his opponent.

Moreover, Qi Wuce had not forgotten his work to forge a relationship with every person who might become a Heroic Spirit during his lifetime, and the more "fate" he had with the Heroic Spirit, the easier it would be for him to finally regain Enkidu.

Of course, bonding doesn't have to hook up with these Valhalla in bed or something, such as becoming friends and enemies, these are all feasible ways.

And what is the form of the relationship with Maeve depends on the final trend of things, after all, life is like chocolate beans, no one knows what the next one will taste like.

The martial arts tournament held as scheduled, the hot scene really surprised Qi Wuce, Connaught's capital, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed in, in this era when communication technology is not developed, Maeve's appeal is really unexpected.

Tens of thousands of young heroes can be summoned just by watching a martial arts tournament, and it is not surprising that Maeve was able to unite the other two countries to form a coalition to attack Ulster during the Long March.

After all, Maeve is of orthodox royal blood, and with the temptation of beauty and power, it is not unusual to be able to attract tens of thousands of warriors.

And Ulster, Munster, and Leinster, these three countries together may not have the cohesion of Connaught.

Blending into the crowd, Qi Wuce lowered his sense of existence, so that his appearance was not so eye-catching, it is said that the primary election is a form of scuffle, if it is too attention-grabbing, Qi Wuce is afraid that he will become a public enemy of the whole people.

Although he is not afraid even if he is besieged by tens of thousands of people, it is better to have less trouble than a little less.

No matter which country it is in, the large venue that can accommodate 10,000 people is a landmark that will always be missing, and as the most powerful of Ireland's four countries, Connaught is naturally not short of buildings like this.

Of course, a country has its own order, and even a queen like Maeve who is known for her willfulness and beauty cannot be so willful as to let tens of thousands of people start fighting directly in the capital.

That's right, it's fighting, and the Celts, who regard battle as glory, are never afraid to fight, and Maeve selects talent by providing them with a venue to sit and watch the warriors fight, until all the foolish guys are eliminated by the brutal battle.

It seems that the cruel and ruthless selection method of raising Gu will not arouse the dissatisfaction of the people, this is Ireland in this era, a group of madmen who regard glory as more important to life, this is the way of life that belongs to this era, and the warriors live.

Bringing everyone together now is nothing more than Maeve herself's vanity, and a means of appeasing people, after all, who wants to fight to the death for something uncertain if even the queen's people can't see it.

The noisy voices suddenly became so low that it finally came to an abrupt end, and the huge base of tens of thousands of people in the huge hall appeared, but the silence of the audible needle drop appeared here in an impossible form.

Qi Wuce stood in the crowd and looked over in the dazzling sunlight, and on the highest and most gorgeous high platform, a woman dressed in a corseted but gorgeous white costume and surrounded by the dazzling majesty of the queen appeared in his sight, and even everyone present.

White as jade-like skin, pink hair like cherry blossoms falling in April, perfect body like a goddess with a golden ratio, and a charming but pure appearance, these many advantages can make men all over the world go crazy and risk their lives.

This is the famous Queen Maeve.

However......

"Hey, it's not as good-looking as my wife......"

In the room, which was so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing and heartbeat, this demeaning count attracted everyone's attention, and even the high queen Maeve and the king Elli at her side all looked at it.

Qi Wuce is naturally not jealous of not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour, as far as his wives are concerned, Maeve is indeed nothing.

If you want to compare the temperament of a queen, Skaha, who is far away in the country of shadows, has left Maeve far behind, and even Maeve herself is like a little girl who has just taken charge of the throne compared to Skaha.

As for the body problem, although Enqi does not have a clear gender, please note that Enqi is all muddy, that is to say, as long as Enqi is willing, she/he/it can change into any form according to Qi Wuce's requirements, and there is nothing in this world that is more emotional than a wife who can change everything.

Moreover, in terms of the nature of Maeve's body, she was born with a perfect physique like a goddess, which reminded Qi Wuce of Artemis.

In terms of appearance, Maeve is far inferior to Xiaoyu, pure and enchanting, which also applies to Xiaoyu's body.

In short, for Qi Wuce, who has already been baptized by all kinds of beauties, a yellow-haired girl like Maeve alone really doesn't make him feel like the tens of thousands of warriors present.

"Kill him!!"

The female voice full of anger and majesty resounded throughout the square, and in the angry eyes of everyone, a rugged man was hated by everyone, and you can imagine what the fate of this big man would end up under Maeve's orders, and in this crowded place, he had no room to escape.

And he just helped a guy who was irresponsible and patronized with a huge black cauldron.

Everyone flocked up, and although there was fear in the eyes of the big man, he still firmly held the sledgehammer in his hand. It can be seen that this is not a guy who will sit still.

It was dark in front of him, and a faint voice that made people feel calm when they listened to it lingered in his ears.

"Why give up your life for a woman and go north, where someone will give you the glory and power you want......"

The eyes regained color, and on the endless and wide green plains, the big man was left alone in the wind.

This is naturally Qi Wuce's tricks, after all, he is still a good person, he can't let a passerby take the blame for him, instead of competing for this slim chance in this Connaught, Qi Wuce has already pointed him a better way.

It's just a sword, and a sword will cut people to nothingness, although the face of the sword-wielding person is not seen clearly, but in this competition to expand the strength, there is undoubtedly a warrior that Maeve can look up to.

Maeve thought she had seen everything with her sharp eyes, but she didn't know that everything she could see was what Qi Wuting wanted her to see.