Chapter 16: The Ancient Family (I)

General Ergarth's speech was like a sharp sword, and everyone felt a chill and at the same time, the fiery ambition in their hearts burst out instantly. After the two daughters of General Quekao, Caterina and Miss Cassiopeia, will also look up to you, the atmosphere in Stiroland Square swelled to its highest point.

There is a formidable ambition in everyone's eyes.

Ergart stepped down from the podium, and the atmosphere brewing from the cult of personality to the frenzy of war did not decay with Ergart stepping down from the high platform, but became more and more fierce and cold, and the eyes of more than 3,300 recruits in the square looked at each other without that layer of film, but were extremely vigilant and looked at each other very vigilantly. In the words of Augustus's previous life, a solemn and cold murderous intent was brewing, and the entire Stiroland Square seemed to fall into an ice cellar in an instant.

At a very young age, Augustus, who already had the mind of an adult, studied the specific process of the recruit conference, and then it was not surprising that it was the process of group combat.

More than 3,300 recruits could not have fought a large-scale scuffle in Stiroland Square, and if that were the case, the church of St. Thomas, with a dozen priests and a team of monks who knew how to heal medicine, would not have been able to treat so many wounded in an endless stream.

If this is the usual practice of the Noxian Empire, the Noxian Empire will definitely not become the first empire of the Valoran continent. A mistake in an empire's policy can lead to the weakening or even demise of the country.

In groups of fifty or a hundred, only one winner of each group can enter the next duel, in the next duel they are divided into groups of five or ten, and the only winner can enter the next duel again, and so on, and the last person standing in Stiroland Square is the final winner of the Recruit Tournament.

The reward for the victor is to enter the First Knight Academy of the Empire, while the others have no reward and can only return to the army. Meritorious service from the army.

When it comes to entering this process, I am afraid that few people can still maintain a false smile that has no meaning or effect. The moment Urgart left the platform, Augustus felt that the eyes of many people swept towards him, Augustus was not surprised at all, and he was not the only one with so many hostile sights, for example, the group of noble young masters who were as bright as the sun among the recruits were also treated the same as him.

It's good to stand out early, but it's also a bad thing. The reason for saying good things is that you can get some special care, such as having some good equipment, good treatment, etc., but at the same time, you are destined to become the object of everyone's desire to eliminate, and talents with both strength and luck can pass the first round of chaotic selection.

Imagine fifty or a hundred people in each group. Except for yourself, everyone else is doing their best to deal with you like a bee out of the nest, looking at the black and overwhelming sea of people, what a terrible scene is that?

Augustus had no right to choose whether to stand out early or hide himself, and the lord of the city, Urgat, had already decided his fate before his name appeared on the roster of recruits, falling on the corpses or stepping on the corpses to move on.

Augustus' gaze wandered around him, and instead of being anxious, he wondered how lucky the lucky ones had been treated like the sun. When bad luck strikes, no one can be calm, and there are no waves in the ancient well; But when bad luck strikes a group of people, some people can smile. The wind is light and the clouds are light. At this time, Augustus undoubtedly showed the latter.

The last link, that is, the numbering of the matter, was presided over by the Earl of Bolton and the Earl of Brooke, and a large group of soldiers carried the number balls full of numbers in their hands and handed them to the recruits.

Earl of Burton, Earl Brooke. The two heads of the first family in the city, the Flavi family, and the second family, the Mark family, have a strong and decisive military style and don't like to procrastinate, so this last link is not slow, and finally all the numbers are sent to the recruits. The two bigwigs stepped straight off the podium, and finally the clerk Hermès, who was standing under the podium, hissed and shouted the order of the grouping: 1-50, 51-100, 101-150......

And so on until the last group.

Half past twelve. With the wave of the city lord Urgat, the recruit assembly finally ended, and finally according to the strict hierarchical order, the VIP seats were headed by Urgart, Raphael, Bolton, Brooke and others, followed by eight knights who guarded the safety of the city lord under the high platform, then the rich people, and finally the recruits standing in the square, and no one dared to cross or challenge this order.

After the rich people lined up in front of him left, Augustus was ready to leave Stirolas's Square! But before Augustus could lift his footsteps, he found two familiar youths and three or four unfamiliar youths walking in his direction as the recruits who had cleared a wide path out of the way.

Seven or eight meters away, a young man with beautiful long golden hair and an elegant, noble and warm temperament all over his body made a move towards Augustus, with a smile on his face that no one could help but have a sense of intimacy, and said in a high and enthusiastic voice: "Augustus, do you remember me? ”

Augustus showed a shy smile, bent down slightly, raised his head and said humbly: "How can you not remember? Augustus had the honor of having a pleasant conversation with Master Pompey not long ago. ”

Hearing this, the smile on the face of the young master Pompey, the heir of the Gnaeus family, became even brighter, even if Augustus was full of vigilance against this noble young master with an impeccable aristocratic demeanor, it was difficult to feel disgusted.

Smiling, the young master of Pompey walked up to Augustus and stopped about a meter or so, just the right distance for nobles and commoners to express equality. From this point of view alone, Augustus is enough and does not feel that this young master Pompey, who is very strict with attention to detail and control, not only has a beautiful face, but at least has a jealous heart.

At such a young age, he can pay so much attention to detail, even compared to the commoners who are forced by hard life to learn to read words and feelings.

Pompey, who had the draft of this conversation in his mind, just wanted to speak, when an indifferent and arrogant voice directly rushed in front of him, "I heard that the number in your hand is a number within 100-150?" ”

This is a very different aristocrat from Pompey: 'arrogant, condescending, never hiding the disdain in his eyes for the commoners'. Augustus smiled and looked at the nobleman with strong disdain in his eyes, and knew very well that this nobleman who had an extraordinary relationship with Pompey didn't already know the number in his hand. Therefore, there is only one possibility, that is, the number in the hand of this noble young master is also within 100-150. Two people are antagonists.

Augustus lowered his head slightly, and his eyes swept over the badge on the chest of this noble young master with a cold expression, a noble temperament, and a domineering and arrogant attitude.

A lifelike goldfish.

Immediately, Augustus understood, wasn't this arrogant noble young master the second heir to the first family in the city, the Flavi family, Orit?

Augustus had a little surprise on his face and asked, "How do you know, Venerable Young Master Orit?" Are you also in this number area? There was a look of frustration on his face that was hard to hide.

The indifference in Orit's eyes deepened, but instead of lowering his status to ridicule the civilian, he turned away. He doesn't dislike or disgust the lowly status of civilians, he just doesn't like the mentality of civilians who dare not raise their heads under them, as long as civilians with this mentality are destined to be trampled under their feet forever, so what else does he care?

"Haha, Augustus, you're in luck. Am I also in this number area? Pompey broke the stagnant atmosphere with a smile, and then spread the small ball with 112 written in his hand in the palm of his hand, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "My greatest interest is not to become a knight who charges into battle, to establish immortal glory for the Ganeus family, and to spread the divine glory to the Holy See, but to become a bard who travels all over the Valoran continent, but my father who has always liked the profession of knight is persecuted, so I have to become a new recruit this year!" Augustus. You are the most talented and potential knight in the mouth of the lord of Urgart, but there is only one place in each city for the first knight academy of the empire today, so don't show mercy to my subordinates because you know me the day after tomorrow, otherwise it will be a very terrible thing to disappoint the lord of Urgart! "Speaking of which. Pompey shuddered, as if affected by the domineering majesty of the lord of Ergat.

Augustus smiled implicitly, looking at this nobleman with a pleasant voice and the most demanding speech and manners, it was difficult to find any flaws in the noble young master. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I really deserve to be the heir of the Gnaeus family, who gave birth to politicians.

The Gnaeus family is only a young family of more than two hundred years, but even the first family in the city, the Flavi family, does not dare to take this family lightly. You must know that the most common occurrence of this family is politicians who make a scene and turn the clouds upside down.

Every time the empire rises and falls, and the pattern of the Valoran continent is reshuffled, there is no such group of politicians who exist like shadows, maybe you can laugh at him, despise him or even ignore him, but it is undeniable that they are the real masters of the empire, both in the past and now.

This kind of person should be a politician by nature, and he is also the kind of politician who can reach the top! This is the feeling that Pompey gave to Augustus. Of course, the wise Augustus would never be so stupid as to say a word that should always be buried in the dark in front of this young master Pompey, who could stab him twice at any time.

Augustus was not stupid, he did not think that Pompey's words were a compliment to him rather than provoking the enmity of the Flavi heir beside him to him, and soon Augustus realized that he seemed to be wrong, and the treacherous young master Pompey said this not only because he had deepened the conflict with Orit, but also because the few richly dressed young men who stood not far behind Orit, or who were cold and proud, or sunny or mellow, seemed to be within the scope of this natural politician's provocation.

Are these people also in the range of 100-150? Thinking of this, Augustus sighed secretly in his heart: "General Ergat, you are really considerate to me. ”

"He? Pompey, are you kidding, is this untouchable, so lowly that even a knight has never seen it, qualified to be our opponent? A proud and conceited voice blurted out directly as Pompey's words fell, revealing undisguised disdain and disdain.

Could this be an advance dress rehearsal before the duel? Augustus muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )