After a few days of comfortable stay with Fatis Irene in Suno, the guests invited by Count Craggs arrived one after another, and the preparations for the banquet were almost complete.

All the guests who attended the banquet received invitations to a tournament specially organized by the Count of Craggs before the banquet, and the prize money for the winner was up to 3,000 dinars, and the tournament itself was an opportunity for knights and nobles to show themselves to the unmarried ladies.

Alleyne was the first to ask to participate, and Byron's persuasion led Fatis to agree to participate in the competition.

There are many nobles participating in this competitive tournament, so the format of the competition is also different from the previous one. This competition is all one-on-one knight competition, and most of the competition is spear riding and equestrianism, which is very in line with Svadia's knight national policy.

Byron himself participated in the tournament and bet on himself and Fatis and Ellene, not so much to make money, but to make the game a little more interesting.

Byron had gained a lot of combat experience, but he himself admitted that he relied most on the expensive armor on his body and the mace for his strength. With the same equipment, he can fight a tie with a Swadia infantryman, but he is not able to deal with the sergeants and knights.

So in the first game of the rematch, Byron was eliminated against a knight from Lourence, he dodged the opponent's cavalry gun, but was knocked off his horse with a shield. He also dragged the opponent down after falling off the horse, and finally the two sides were defeated because their swordsmanship was inferior to their opponents when they fought with swords on the ground.

It was a bit of a disappointment, but he accepted the result, and he did well, still receiving no less than the cheers and applause of the winners.

Alleyne and Fatis relied on their own strength to advance all the way to the top four and made it all the way to the semifinals.

Because many of the contestants were good knights from Swadia, as well as battle-hardened noble lords, Byron was glad that they had achieved such a good result.

He also doubled down on the two, and if one of them could become champions, Byron would not only recoup all of his previous investment, but also earn 1,000 dinars.

The other two finalists were the Earl of Belllands, the son of the Earl of Craggs, who was benevolent and valiant in battle, and his horsemanship and swordsmanship were among the highest among the adults who participated in the competition. He faced strong opponents in the process, but he beat them one by one. The other knight entered and fought in armor that covered his entire body, and his banner was the same that of the Count of Craggs. He's a mysterious challenger with a peculiar way of fighting, and everyone thinks he's an exotic knight that the Count has hired to make the game even more exciting.

"Give it your all, Fatis, I know you don't love money, but the ladies are watching you from the audience."

As Fatis mounted his training horse, put on his armor and took his racing spear, Byron walked up to him and rubbed his waist, which he had broken earlier, to give him encouragement.

"I will, sir."

Fatis nodded, and rode into the arena.

His opponent was a mysterious knight in black armor, armed with the same training lance as Fatis, and under his crotch was an old but still strong old training horse.

"Fatis, knight of the lord of Serindil von Byron, salutes you, Your Excellency. May the glory be with us. ”

Fatis saluted his horse, knowing that the mysterious opponent would only reply to him in a hoarse voice, "May glory shelter this battlefield." Because in the previous battles, the strange man would only say one word. Even when it comes to victory, it is just a repetition.

And after the battle, he will evaporate like the world, and he will not appear until the next match starts. It's hard for you to get to know him.

But it's really because of this mystery that many unmarried ladies feel that he has a unique charm and raise his popularity.

Fatis knew that the other party didn't care about him, but he saluted him out of politeness.

The strange knight did not answer him, nor did he say what he had said in the previous battle, nor did he start the battle with Fatis.

He lifted his spear and gently took off the flag of Count Craggs, which hung on it, and put it in his arms.

Then he pulled out another flag and unhurriedly tied it to the front of the rifle.

When the spectators around the arena saw the flag, they all let out an amazement, and Fatis's pupils contracted even more violently, and his face turned white.

The flag depicted a galloping maroon steed with orange-red flames burning on its hooves.

"The Randalls..."

Byron recognized the symbol, an ancient family in Suno, dating back to the ancient Callad Empire.

There was not even a single baron in this family, but they owned 30,000 acres of fertile land in Suno, and hundreds of farmers who cultivated their land. Each time a lord called up soldiers, the Randall family was able to provide at least 50 heavily armed heavy cavalry. Among the knight families of Svadia, the Randall family was the richest and most powerful, and only Byron once surpassed them.

And more importantly, Fatis was a member of the Randall family before he made his mistake, and he was still the first heir to the throne!

The nobles in the field all held their breath at this time, and watched silently as the knight of the Randall family tied the flag and slowly took off his helmet.

As he took off his helmet entirely, exclamations rang out from all corners of the arena.

When Fatis saw the other man's face, his previous conjecture became a reality, his face became very bad, and his fingers began to tremble.

"Father's ......"

He said in a voice that he couldn't even hear.

"Fatis, before you return to the family, I am not your father, and you are not my son, this is your own request."

The old man didn't hear his son, but through more than twenty years of experience with his son, he could figure out what he was saying through the shape of Fatis's mouth.

The war-hardened old man, whose face was very similar to that of Fatis, took a few steps forward on his old horse, raised his spear, and let the family flag flutter freely in the air against the wind.

Benoit Randall, the "head of the Randall family", is here to fight against you. Not for wealth, not for honor, just to test whether your will is firm. Fight with all your might, Fatis, and don't make me think you're still a coward! ”

Old Benoit was far stronger than his son, and he told Fatis by his actions that he could not refuse this battle.

Fatis looked at his old father and was silent for a long time. Finally, in his father's expectant eyes, he firmly raised his riding spear, and let Byron's peony flag flutter in the air.

"My pleasure, Your Excellency."