On the sixth day after Green and his party arrived in the royal city of Rodland, the Earl of Cishand, who was supposed to be with him, arrived belatedly and finally received the message.

According to the agreement between the two, when Green arrived in Mierte, he found the connector arranged by Sir Mrak, and left the address of the hotel where he was staying. Early in the morning of the sixth day, as soon as the day was slightly cold, the knight in charge of delivering the message followed the direction and knocked on the door of the lord of Jinlunga.

The Earl of Qi Shangde has finally arrived.

Whether it is in the province of Aruma or in the outer regions, Qi Shangde and Jinlunga are not large cities, and the two lords have only just reached a cooperation intention, but in terms of personality, the two are unexpectedly compatible, separated for several days, and reuniting again has a bit of the meaning of old friends getting together, Samael, who accompanied him, couldn't help grinning at that time, thinking of what the forest demon Billy picked up soap is still unknown.

All in all, the protagonists of the event have arrived, and the trip between the two to the royal capital of Mierte has officially begun. After a morning's rest and arrangement, Sir Mrak finally sent an invitation to Green, and as for the content of the invitation......

"It's surprising that you actually like martial arts tournaments, and to tell you the truth, apart from my blonde friend, you're the first person with such similar interests to mine."

In the box of the viewing platform, the big-faced jazz looked at the game below, and his face was still a little incredulous when he spoke. He brought several members of the kamikaze knights, both men and women, all on one side of the box, but on the other side it seemed simple, with only one mage in the seat, so he could read the introduction of today's game for a long time.

"I'm not a nobleman of Rodland, so I'm not as hypocritical as the people you spurn, and since you asked me for my opinion, of course I have to do it from the bottom of my heart." Green stood beside Sir Mrak, an orange drink in his hand. Although he didn't know exactly what the clear juice was made of, he had to say. The taste is indeed not comparable to the average ale in the tavern.

"Hahaha, my friend, I like your straightforwardness." Sir Mrak smiled and twisted his beard, whether in Rodland or Barron, a man's neat and beautiful beard was a symbol of nobility and dignity, and the Earl of Zishander may have disgusted the ugly faces of the nobles. "However, I have to admit that the martial arts conference is indeed my favorite sport, and the ancient sages used a more dignified way to resolve disputes than intrigue and war slaughter, although bloodshed is inevitable, after all, it is more meaningful to be confined to one or two people than millions of people to die for no reason." ”

Green took a sip of his drink. Hearing the earl's words, he involuntarily raised his eyebrows. He knew that Mrak was referring to the kings of the Golden Dome, and according to the literature, these powerful beings second only to the ancient god Luna had the power of mortals, and the so-called "gods fought and imps suffered", and once the kings took action, they would turn the rivers and seas, and in order to prevent innocent beings from being destroyed, the kings agreed to have disputes with each other. Then the subordinate believers fought to determine the victory. Although in essence it is no different from a duel of slaves raised by nobles. But after all, the kings of the Golden Dome are not pretentious nobles, and the different levels of the same thing show two completely opposite effects.

"It's great if you like it too, I have a friend who happens to be competing today, and it's going to be his turn in a moment."

"No wonder you will build yì I came to the martial arts conference. Life seems to be very fulfilling, and you live well in Mierte? Sir Mrak asked with surprise and abruptness.

Green pursed his lips and leaned his hand to the left and right a few times, indicating that it was generally okay. The slave trade had been done, and a procession of more than forty slaves, costing nearly two hundred gold coins, had set out. Under the escort of the mercenaries and the Eagle-headed Avengers, Beard has no intention of leaving for the time being, and the Yang brothers and sisters are preparing for the next game because of Tufman's success in advancing to the quarterfinals. As for the explosion crisis in the City of Origin, it has been resolved unresolved - Green talks openly with Havestasia the day after the comms, and understands that the cause of the incident comes from its unique rhythmic magic, which is why it resonates with magic when singing, causing the explosion of the energy supply equipment. It turned out to be nothing more than a false alarm, but Green discovered the huge potential hidden in Haavistaxia and made up his mind to delve into the issue when he returned to Kinglunga.

Who says researchers can't be a powerful force? I can prove to you that my research institute is strong and powerful, step by step like a minion, like the pace of the devil...... Ahem......

All in all, Green made the most of the time in the past few days, sorted out the affairs at hand, and even found time to do a few hidden tasks in the following miracles, and obtained a few decent gadgets. If there is anything left unresolved, I am afraid that the only thing is the female knight who runs to the bottom of the hotel from time to time to sit quietly with her sword in her arms.

Ever since Tufman had come to an agreement with Green, Xiona had to sit quietly at the bottom of the inn every day after the Order's affairs were over. Although she usually sat silently until nightfall and quietly got up to leave, Green, who occasionally caught a glimpse of her through the window, knew that Xiona was waiting for her to appear.

An opportunity to talk.

But......

Thinking of this, Green had a headache again, and although he reflected on his attitude, he still didn't know how to get along with Xiona. Crying and hugging her and calling her sister, and then she crying and hugging herself and calling herself brother? Hell, it might as well let him fight Nidhogg's phantom again.

"It's a good environment, but at least you can't sleep in Mierte." Green put down the crystal cup, and then asked, "Without further ado, before my friend came out, we just happened to talk about business, is there anything you can tell me about the past few days since you left?" ”

Entering the main topic, Mlak's face also became stern, "The war in the northwest is tight, I received a message temporarily, and I had to rush over to help. ”

"Northwest?" Green was taken aback, the group of bone shelves invaded ahead of time?

But Sir Mrak's words relieved him a little.

"It's Bode, that borderland has started to harass the border again," the Big-faced Earl sighed helplessly, "This is the fourth border conflict this year, and now there are many generals in the kingdom who have proposed to impose sanctions on Bode. If it weren't for the pressure of the great nobles, I'm afraid it would have been to the king's majesty long ago. Alas, I don't know what kind of madness that woman is going on. ”

"Women?" Green was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "You mean the Ice Queen?" ”

"Who else," replied Sir Mrak angrily. "According to the news from the military department, the Ice Queen has secretly controlled the entire Bode, and the last few shocks have been from her orders."

Green nodded thoughtfully, but quickly asked curiously, "Your territory is in Qishande, and your family is also in Aruma Province, and it seems that you can't fight eight poles from the Neome Province adjacent to Bode, right?" How do you look worried? ”

Sir Mrak frowned, he didn't understand the phrase "I can't hit the eight poles" at all.

"Uh...... Put it this way. As you know, I came from a military academy and later formed the kamikaze Knights, but this process did not belong to the Longfa family in the province of Aruma, but was done with the cooperation of a few of my friends, and we were in Neomé at the time. Now that I'm back in Aruma, the kamikaze Knights' headquarters are still in Neome, if Bod's attack is too fierce. I'm afraid the headquarters of the Knights will be moved. Sir Mrak said, looking back at some of his men. Neome's situation is complicated, and I can't count on the Kingdom's assistance for the time being, although I rushed to increase my men and repelled several waves of attacks, but the situation is still critical, and it is very likely that I will eventually need to evacuate. Compared to the loss of personnel. This is an acceptable outcome, but it is not always a good decision. ”

Green showed a sudden expression, no wonder the kamikaze knights behind him were absent-minded. The female knights said that they might be in time for a few days to practice "Great Perseverance", but the other male knights were not interested in the martial arts competition at all. Green thought they had done some kind of nerve-wracking activity last night.

"If that's the case, I'd have a mention," the lord of Krunga was silent for a moment, and then quickly had an idea, "Our original purpose was to warn the princes and ministers to send more scouts and troops in the border areas to prevent a sudden invasion by the undead, and if we slightly deviate the important line of defense towards Neome, the crisis on Bode's side should be alleviated." ”

Count Tsishande pondered, and suddenly there was a cheer from below, and Green glanced at it, a match had just ended, and it seemed that the first place qualifier had been produced from among the top eight. Today's martial arts competition is the final of the spearmanship category, which is the final qualifying round, where the top eight players will fight each other. Compared to the final highlight of the indiscriminate match, the competition not only has to divide the first and second, but also the ranking of the remaining five, although Green does not understand the doorway, but after all, Samael is fortunate to reach the quarterfinals, of course he has to come to cheer.

The young lord of the Golden Lunga was about to go back and ask Albert when Samael had entered, when Ser Mrak suddenly spoke.

“…… There is something that works. ”

Green forced the words back into his stomach.

"However, there are still some details to be discussed, tomorrow we will go to meet the head of the family in Mierte, and then he will introduce us with a few family allies, at most three days, our proposal should be presented to His Majesty the King, and if we are lucky, we should be able to get the king summoned." Sir Mrak crossed his arm and pondered for a moment as if talking to himself, then looked up and asked, "By the way, where are your captives?" Is it still alive? ”

"We're going to make some changes on that," Green scratched his head, "the lich is still with me, but the point is, we can't just hand it over......"

"What's going on?" Sir Mrak looked nervous.

"Not what you think, in fact, the lich has voluntarily signed an agreement with me because he asked me for it......" Greene paused, and when he saw Sir Mrak's skeptical expression, he seemed to be about to speak to persuade him, and hastened to add, "—and has been witnessed by Ohabis, the Lord of the Night." ”

The big-faced Earl opened his mouth to speak, and finally shook his head helplessly.

The Lich is not stupid and stupid skeletons, they are knowledgeable and cunning and changeable, Mrak is very worried that Grimm will be deceived by the Lich, even if he signs a contract, because the Lich has mastered a lot of mystical science, the Earl of Zishande is not at ease, lest the Lich will do anything on the contract, but getting the witness of the gods is another matter, although in terms of faction, the Lord of the Eternal Night Ohabis should be the god of the undead, but as the kings of the Golden Dome, each of them is extremely important to the sanctity of the contract, Since O'Habis chose to bear witness to this contract, no one can do anything about it.

In other words, despite the apprehension in his heart, Mrak also had to admit that any worries were unnecessary.

Just as Count Zishande was considering how to change the Lich's plan, the sound of a magically amplified explanation could be heard in the arena.

“…… Next, welcome the second group of players from the quarterfinals! ”

Immediately there was another thunderous applause outside, and the cheers almost brought the roof off.

"Look, I'll just say I can't sleep." Green spread his hands, and Albert came over and nodded, and Green suddenly showed a surprised look, "My friend is here!" ”

Sir Mrak was also in good spirits, and he put his mind down for a moment and focused on the next game.

"First up is a warrior from a faraway berserker country, who has won consecutive victories in the qualifiers with his diametrically opposed abilities, wielding two spears like gales and lights!"

"Let's welcome, Kingdom of Wilz, Samael? Dimension? Azrai? Stuart! ”

On one side of the prototype arena, Samael, dressed in a pitch-black martial arts uniform, slowly walked out of the preparation area with two guns in his hand. This slender "berserker" is dignified and wild, and he has already attracted the attention of a large number of girls in the previous qualifiers, so as soon as he appeared, countless screams of girls came from the audience.

"This is your friend? It's really popular. Sir Mrak teased, rubbing his beard.

Green was noncommittal, he had to admit that the scene was so appealing that it was no wonder that so many people flocked to it, and for a moment, he was even tempted to compete.

And Samael, who was in the middle of the arena at this time, was just as excited.

"The lady of Rodland is really enthusiastic, it seems that there will be a lot of beautiful and lonely wives." Samael, who stood with two guns in his hand, stood on the field and looked around the audience, but what he was talking about was not serious.

"Oh! Your Lord! ”

The martial artist's eyesight is naturally much better than that of ordinary people, and Samael quickly found Green and Albert in the box and greeted them slightly.

Being able to reach the quarterfinals, he himself was a little unexpected, not that the opponent was too weak, but that he played at a super level along the way, not only did he not let the berserk bloodline control his thinking, but he faintly had a tendency to master the madness, and following Green's side, he now felt more and more that it was a correct decision.

"Come on, let me be in the best shape and see the strength of the top eight players!"

All of a sudden, the flames of war burned in Samael's heart!

And at this moment, the cheers calmed down slightly, and the commentator immediately revealed the other player in the game.

"The next player to appear is a wandering samurai who traveled around the world with a flame spear and defeated the players with a quick move in the qualifiers, and continued to create zào miracles!"

Samael stared with bated breath as he looked at the figure on the other side who was gradually walking out, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

Teacher!?

Then the narrator's passionate voice fell like dust—

"Let's welcome, Continental Traveler, Elie!" (To be continued......)

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