In the evening, in the city of La Casia, inside a luxurious mansion.

"Ahh ~ Hard, hard, my dear warrior, hard! ~”

"Ahh ~It's so comfortable! ~It's time to fly! ~”

On the bed, a woman with wings and a body like a knight, riding on the body of a middle-aged man, crazy for fun.

After a frantic entanglement, both of them lay together panting.

"Are you really going to let me get rid of him?" The middle-aged man asked, looking at the young woman.

"Well, the spear is ready, and there is an iron spear head hidden in the wooden spear head, and if you hit him at that time, you can kill him." The young woman said.

"Wouldn't it be a little early? You are his legal fiancée, if you kill him after you marry him, the child in your womb will be the legitimate heir to the city lord, and you can still listen to the government when the time comes, isn't it better? The middle-aged man stroked the young woman's slightly bulging abdomen.

"He won't marry me, and I won't marry that waste, as long as I get rid of him, I can just as well have the ability to let our children inherit the throne." The young woman moved the middle-aged man's rough palm away from her smooth belly.

"Okay, my queen, then listen to you, at the coming-of-age ceremony, the result is the life of the son." The middle-aged man sneered.

"As long as you get rid of Modrak, I'm afraid that Reken will cut off the heir, and in the future, the position of the city lord can only choose an heir from other families, and as long as you support the Brooke family and put me on the throne of the city lord, our plan will be all successful." The young woman looked at her with two cold glints in her silver eyes.

A few years later, the bar mitzvah ceremony finally arrived.

There were many people who came to the coming-of-age ceremony, and almost all the nobles and wealthy people came to the viewing platform.

As the most important part of the coming-of-age ceremony, everyone is looking forward to it.

Celt was dressed in heavy armor, thick arms like elephant legs, and each held a spear, and he sat on a tall horse, looking imposing.

At the other end of the arena, Mordrac was also wearing armor and holding a wooden spear, but it was much thinner.

As the duel flag fell, Celt slammed his legs around the horse's belly and rushed over.

Modrek also rode his horse and rushed up, the two horses galloped wildly, and soon met in the middle of the dueling arena, when the two made a mistake, Celtic aimed the two spears at Modreck, and Modre's spear was also aimed at Celtic, but Celtic's spear seemed to be longer, and it was the first step to stab Modrec, only to hear "Bang!" ~", Celtic's wooden gun stabbed Modrak, and in an instant sawdust flew and was broken on the spot.

And Mordrak was also in the charge just now, and the body that was hit suddenly fell back and almost fell off the horse.

Since Celtic was known to have been shot, and there was no real gun in the gun he hit, he was a little annoyed, and he glanced at the brightly dressed Crea on the viewing platform.

Crea nodded at him without a trace, and at the same time gestured to him with her eyes that the gun with the real head was the one in his right hand.

Celtic immediately understood, dropped the half-barrel of the gun in his left hand, and tightened his grip on the spear in his right hand.

Mordrake lost a point when he was shot by Celtic, and his armor was knocked out by a wooden gun.

"Your Highness, don't be nervous, you did a good job, if you shoot faster next time, you should be able to score." Andrei gave Mordrak a new gun and patted the horse on the back.

"I always felt that something wasn't right, as if I had some bad premonitions." Mordrak said with palpitations.

"It's okay, this is because His Highness will inevitably be a little nervous when he participates in a duel for the first time, but this is the way to go, and every time he goes to the battlefield, he will be like this." André comforted Modreca.

"Got it." Mordrak took the wooden gun from Andrei's hand and pulled the eye shield off his helmet again.

As the duel order flag fell, Mordrake and Celtic hedged again.

Seeing that Celtic was about to rush in front of him, Mordrake quickly shot out, and the two spears met in the air, only to hear two crisp sounds of "click", and the two wooden guns were broken at the same time, and no one stabbed anyone, and the draw returned.

When Celtic saw the broken wooden gun, he was even more annoyed, and it stands to reason that the probability of this kind of double gun being broken is actually not high, but it still happened.

Celtic looked at Correa again, but Correa seemed to be confident and not worried.

Celtic looked at the dignified and graceful, queen-like Crea on the viewing platform, and it was hard to imagine that she had gone crazy on herself like a priestess last night.

"Your spear, my lord." At this moment, an unfamiliar face stepped forward and handed Celtic a heavy wooden gun.

Celtic does not know this servant, generally, every noble knight will have his own servant, the servant is by no means a random recruitment, but his absolute cronies, because the duty of the servant is to take care of the noble knight's horses and equipment, horses and equipment is the key to a noble knight's life on the battlefield, no one will use strange harness and horses, Celt is naturally the same.

However, just when Celtic's servant wanted to drive the uninvited creature away, the strange servant suddenly revealed the coat of arms of the Brooke family, and it was obvious that it must be someone sent by Crayya.

Celtic immediately understood, "Morton, wait, let him come." ”

"Yes, sir." The servant named Morton had no choice but to let the strange servant come over.

"Master Celtic, this is a spear that our sister Crea ordered me to prepare in advance, just to prevent emergencies from happening." The Brooke family spoke to Celt and handed the spear to Celtic.

Celtic took the spear and looked at Correja on the viewing platform in the distance, he had to admire, Correja, a slut, was really a scheming woman, and in order to achieve her goal, she actually took great pains.

Looks like she's going to kill Modre now.

"Good luck, Lord Celtic." The Brooke clan quickly vanished as soon as they handed over the spear to Celt.

Mordrake looked in the direction of Celtic, he saw the scene just now, he was very strange, why did Celtic bring two servants?

Moreover, why is the Hu slave who disappeared just now so familiar?

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