Chapter 62: The Knight King Descends

"Your Highness Garcia, you are insulting all the knights by saying that. In a chorus, a crisp voice poured over Garcia's head like a basin of cold water, and he squinted his eyes at the source of the sound.

It was a handsome male aristocrat, sitting in Garcia's seat, and unlike the nobleman who gathered around him, although he had been sitting next to him, he did not come to chat with him, but just drank quietly and watched the repertoire on the sidelines.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Garcia said angrily.

"Of course, I know that Charles the Great's third son, GarcΓ­a Marston, saw him today, and he really lived up to his name. The other party's tone was not shocked, but it was not respectful at all, but there was a meaningful banter.

"If you know my name, then you have to know that I'm here, it's okay to say anything, what I said is right, it's just the truth, what do you care about?"

"It's about honor, and it's about any knight who hears it. The aristocratic man stood up, faced Garcia, took out a pair of cowhide gloves from his bosom, and threw them at Garcia's feet, "Knight, Moran, send you a duel, where and how you choose." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a knight, when did a knight become a noble?" Garcia sneered, and the little nobleman on the side didn't follow the coaxing when he saw this scene, but Andre in front of him replied, "The knight is indeed a nobleman." ”

"I won't accept your duel, there's no glory in your duel, hahahaha. Garcia laughed, in fact he had wanted to say something like that for a long time.

When Garcia said this, the faces of Andre and the people around him were obviously a little weird.

"Dare to ask this Lord Moran, but the Knight King, Moran von Sebastian?" Andre immediately thought of the other party's identity after hearing the other party's name and then seeing the other party's bearing.

"Exactly, but even though I still retain the title of king, it is also Charles the Great's grace that allows me to continue to govern my realm. Moran nodded to Andre.

"Knight King, I remember, a certain one who was beaten by my father's army and finally went out of the city and surrendered, that is you, obviously have the status of a marquis, but you call yourself a knight every day, and you set up a dinner table at home. Garcia pointed at Moran, clapping his hands and laughing.

Garcia's words made everyone present change their faces, although those little nobles were willing to accompany Garcia to mess around, but they didn't have the courage to go along with insulting a marquis who held real power and governed a territory, let alone the famous knight king.

"Please retract these words, Your Highness, or I will have to fight you to the death in order to protect the honor of the knight. ”

"What kind of bullshit duel, if you start it, I won't accept it. ”

"I didn't expect the son of Charles the Great to be so unbearable, you really disgraced your father's face like this. ”

"My father's face has always been with the eldest brother and the second brother, and it has never had anything to do with me. Garcia roared, his face flushed, and his right hand slapped the table.

"It turned out to be just a child who hadn't grown up yet, and it was indeed my mistake to initiate a duel like you. Moran's face was disappointed, then he smiled and shook his head, picked up his gloves, he didn't throw the gloves on the other party's face, in fact, he had already given the other party enough faces, but he didn't expect that the other party had no honor and dignity in his eyes, so there was no need to fight for it.

"What right do you have to look down on me!" this time it was Garcia's turn to be angry.

"I'm just telling the truth. Moran sat back in his seat and no longer looked at Garcia on the side, even though there were many people next to him, he only had himself and his sword, but the whole person exuded an inviolable momentum, except for Garcia, no one dared to step forward to help Garcia.

No, except for another knight.

A pair of white gloves were thrown by AndrΓ© at Moran's feet, and the silent knight erupted for the first time.

"You have insulted my master, and in defense of our honor, I have launched a duel against you. Andrei said word by word, God knows where he summoned the courage to launch a duel against the knight king, but the knight and the master, one is prosperous, and the other is lost, and at this moment he has no reason not to stand up.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Moran smiled, did not immediately pick up the gloves, but looked at the inconspicuous knight, and found that the other party was also a teenager, who looked a year or two older than Garcia.

But it's still too far from myself.

"There is no need for you to duel for such a master, you have shown your glory and dignity, and if you wish, I can find you a master worthy of your allegiance and your sword. Moran's voice was calm, as if it was magical, and although the people around him were seeing him for the first time, they inexplicably believed that the other party would indeed do what he said.

However, without a trace of hesitation, Andre refused, "I refuse, His Highness Garcia is the one who I swear by the sword and am willing to serve for the rest of my life, although my ability is still a little insufficient at the moment, but it must not be a reason for me to turn my back on him, I insist on launching a duel with you." ”

"Well said, Andre, teach this guy a lesson with your sword. Garcia patted Andre on the shoulder excitedly.

"Okay, I accept, the time is at noon today, the location is in the square, and the competition method is swordsmanship, witness. Moran swept his eyes, then pointed to Garcia on the side and said, "Please ask His Highness Garcia to be a witness." ”

Hearing Moran's decision, the people around him exploded because of the lack of compliance.

"How can the witnesses be served by His Highness?" said Andre hurriedly, "The witnesses must be served by a third party who does not belong to any party, and His Highness is not suitable. ”

"What's inappropriate, I'm absolutely fair and impartial. Garcia patted his chest, "Besides, who here has a higher status than me?"

"You see, His Highness himself has said so, as his knight, you have to trust him, don't you?" Moran said with a faint smile.

Andrei had no choice but to nod his head in agreement.

It was a sacred duel witnessed by many noble people, and the result must have spread throughout the city overnight, and then it would have become a household name, but no one looked favorably on Andre, except for the grinning Garcia.

Because it was not a life-and-death duel, the two used wooden swords for practice, and Moran did not wear protective gear, so in order to facilitate his physical activities, Andre did not wear protective gear.

The duel between the prince's knight and the knight king, this kind of blockbuster drama quickly spread among the nobles, and after a while, the square was surrounded by water, and Zhou Lie, who asked Randy to lead the way to find Layla, was also inexplicably involved.

"Hey, isn't this Garcia? What are they doing?" Zhou Lie saw that there were his acquaintances in the room, and waved his hand to say hello.

"Ah, that's a duel. Randy pointed to the flag in the middle and said, then shook his head, "I didn't expect the Knight King to enter the city so quietly, it seems that there is a good show to watch." ”

"Knight King, Knight can still be a king, Isn't your Western Continent unified, there should be only one king. ”

"Yes, but for this Lord Moran, the Knight King is our honorific title for him, and before his country was annexed, he was the most prestigious of all knights, humble, honest, merciful, heroic, just, sacrificed, honorable, soulful, a real model, and in his castle there was a great round table, and all the knights who had seats at the round table were like brothers, regardless of each other. ”

"But his country is too weak to retreat again and again in the face of our great army, until it reaches the bottom of his castle, and then he makes a request, he wants to fight a hundred duels with our knights, and if he wins, we must retreat, and if he loses, he is willing to surrender. ”

"Haha, how is this possible, what kind of strength can you win by attacking and duel. Zhou Lie smiled, "And even if you lose, you can tear up the agreement, anyway, the people who know this agreement are dead, and no one knows that they have torn up the agreement." "With something like a beast god soldier, any ordinary power is meaningless.

Randy glanced at Zhou Lie and shook his head, "Maybe this is the case with you, but for knights with high honor, especially in the face of the knight king they have longed for a long time, they will not do this, the commander at that time agreed to this request, and prepared 100 brave knights to duel with each other." ”

"But depending on the results, he lost. Zhou Lie interjected.

"But if he loses, he won't be here. Randy also showed admiration and respect in his eyes at this moment, "He won, the first 99 duels, he won, and miraculously, all the knights who went to the duel, none of them died, but he was also exhausted." ”

"What about the hundredth game?"

"The hundredth game was supposed to be fought by the commander at the time himself, but at that time, there was an accident, not any bad accident, but the prime minister Bopolini arrived, and he asked the hundredth person to fight to be replaced by himself. ”

"Can a magician too?" Zhou Lie asked suspiciously, thinking of that old man, he was ten years old, he was still an old man, knight duel, he couldn't use magic.

"Of course not, but the Prime Minister himself had no intention of dueling with him, he went up and directly admitted defeat, and then took out two chairs, just in front of the two armies, under the castle, and talked to the Knight King, no one knew what the two talked about at that time, but the result was known to everyone, the Knight King decided to surrender, and recognized Marston's king, Charles as his king, and at the same time Marston allowed him to continue to own his own territory, and enjoy the treatment of a marquis. ”

After listening to this story, Zhou Lie hammered his chest and spit out a breath of turbidity, "Your prime minister really doesn't do good things, he just likes to add to the chaos, so that others can finish a hundred fights well, and now it's ninety-nine to one, it's really uncomfortable." ”

Randy smiled and didn't explain anymore, in fact, Zhou Lie also knew that this was a good result for both sides, no matter what the final victory or defeat was, for the empire, the ninety-nine defeats were humiliating things, but the other party's final surrender was different, since it became his own family, what was the loss of reputation.

A knight with a high reputation joined his camp, no matter how you look at it, it was Marston who earned it, and as far as he heard from Randy just now, Zhou Lie was also curious about what kind of strength this knight king had, single-handedly fighting a hundred people, he was tired in the face of those thirty-two boys at that time, and the other party was physically better than himself?