Chapter 34: The Melody of Survival

Noxus has never been a place where life is respected, especially during recruit battles. Yesterday's battle in Styroland Square left behind five recruits whom even the priests of the Holy See could not save, as well as countless seriously wounded recruits, who, with their blood and even their deaths, made one hundred and fifty-two victors who stood out today.

Pompey sat on a warm and luxurious blanket chair embroidered with exquisite carvings, and like other nobles, sat on a high platform and looked condescendingly at the fierce and bloody battle in Stirolasan Square, his face was calm, and the corners of his mouth were bright smiles, and his elegant aristocratic demeanor and temperament had been fully expressed in Pompey.

"Worthy of being the elegant young master of the ancient family of the Ganeus family!" Many nobles praised Pompey with bright smiles on their faces, but this praise was defeated by Augustus yesterday with an arrow, no matter how it sounded, it felt very sarcastic.

Pompey looked down at today's battle roster seriously, and there was a sunny smile on his face that Augustus was very familiar with. At this time, if Cairosed, Pompey's playmate from childhood to adulthood, saw this scene, and knew what idea Pompey, a guy with the fox of the Gnaeus family, was thinking about this idea again.

Pompey lowered his head and swept around the lower part of the high platform, a little disappointed, Augustus, who was supposed to watch the strength of his opponent, did not come to Stiran Square, capturing this news, Pompey had a headache, he didn't think that Augustus could easily win the first place in the Recruit Conference of Alder City. At least one of the women who will be fighting today has a very good chance of becoming the first recruit.

Rui Wen, Pompey looked down at this very feminine but with a more aggressive and arrogant name than ordinary men, Pompey sighed softly.

At this time, a very familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Pompey, your Gnaeus family's fancy Augustus should indeed come over today, there is an opponent in Stiroland Square who can lock his fate?" And it's still a woman. Dressed in a spacious aristocratic white robe, the Offet of the Mark family squinted as she swept over Pompey, who was sitting in front of him. Then he looked at the corner of Stirolan Square, the woman with long white hair, holding a strange and slender broadsword, with a slender body and sharp eyes, standing in the corner of Stirolan Square, the woman above the cold square was the focus of attention no matter where she was. With the instinct of a swordsman, Offet could clearly feel that the strange sword had a distinctly magical rune on it.

Pompey also followed Offit's gaze to the stunning woman in the square, enough to become the coveted of any noble, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile. Calmly said: "I also agree with you, but any woman who has the courage to become a Noxus recruit is often more terrible than a man!" It's just that Offit, a nobleman should not be swayed by his own subjective consciousness, maybe Rui Wen's strength is very strong and can become the first recruit, but everything must be based on the premise of defeating Augustus and defeating all the recruits in this year. ”

"Offitt. I don't think you have forgotten Augustus's arrow, right? At least I still remember it vividly! ”

Offet replied with a smile: "I can't forget, not only do I remember it, but also my brother who is still lying on the sick chuang!" There was no hatred in his voice, only calm.

The Gnaeus family and the Mark family were not friendly in themselves. In the past, during the most prosperous period of the Gnaeus family, the Mark family was the most loyal partner and subordinate of the Gnaeus family, but as the Gnaeus family gradually declined, the Mark family, who were once close friends, also drifted away from the Gnaeus family.

In the last ten years. The contradiction between the Gnaeus family and the Mark family is already a matter of the upper class of the city, and the fig leaf of the friendly relationship between the two families has been lifted, and Pompey, the first heir of the Gnaeus family, has faced the most likely successor to the Mark family. It can only not show anything without any necessary good feelings.

Sometimes the relationship between the nobles can seem false and vague, but sometimes the relationship between two nobles can be seen at a glance. The Gnaeus family and the Mark family belong to the latter family.

Offet smiled and looked away from Pompey, with a big smile on his face, but who knows what was going on in his heart? Pompey sneered in his heart, and glanced at Offitt, he didn't think that Offet was an idiot nobleman who didn't have any brains and could only shout, in fact, over the years, this Offit, who seemed to have all the good qualities of the nobility, had openly and secretly made a lot of stumbling blocks for the Gnaeus family in the twilight mountains, and Pompey saw it in his eyes.

In addition to the reason why Offet is the heir of the master of the contemporary Mark family, it is naturally inseparable from the ability that Offit has shown over the years, otherwise the Mark family, which has always taken the prosperity of the family as the first criterion, if Offit's younger brother Solit is more capable, then even if Offit's parents are no longer willing to love Offit, they have to give up the inheritance of Offit to Solit, who has more potential.

Within the family, between the nobles, family affection does not exist, but the derived interests are more important to a noble family.

Pompey and Offet had no intention of acting as a clown in front of other nobles, fighting or even fighting. They tacitly stopped their somewhat stiff conversation, and at the same time looked at Stirons' Square.

More than 3,300 soldiers, in fact, knew that Urgat was willing, and this recruit battle could actually be completed in three days at most. However, after the first day of rapid, brutal fighting, the battle of the remaining one hundred and fifty-two recruits calmed down.

Today, there is only one group of people fighting in the square at a time, and each group of five people will be able to advance to the next competition.

One hundred and fifty-two people, a total of thirty competitions.

Because of the adjustment of time and the relationship between personnel, this second round of the competition will take two days to complete, so Augustus, who was scheduled for tomorrow's competition, did not appear.

Although there are many fewer big nobles on the high platform than yesterday, many small nobles have increased. The city lords Urgart, Raphael, Svein and other big people are no longer in the alders, and some nobles of all sizes are crowded on the high platform, and there are also a sea of people below the high platform.

In Noxus, only the outlier Augustus could hold back the belligerent blood in his heart, and would rather stay at home and sleep than watch a wonderful joust.

Although the contest in the square was much less than yesterday's blood-drenched scene, the quality of the recruits had clearly risen a notch, and at least the five-man battle moves on Stiroland Square looked more pleasing to the eye. At that time, the clanging of the clashing weapons caused the Noxus residents around the square to erupt in thunderous cheers.

The nobles on the high platform also laughed loudly, looking at the bloody battles on the square for the glory of becoming the threshold of the nobility. Many crazy aristocrats seem to regard Stiroland Square as a bloody gladiatorial arena to watch slaves fight, and they slam the gold coins in their hands into the square.

It's just that the distance between the high platform and the square is a little far, and most of the nobles are not the kind of powerful strongmen, so those gold coins and jewels fall on the open space below the high platform.

Standing in an attic not far from the square, Ergarte sneered at the nobles who were flushed and smashed gold coins into the square, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile, and sneered: "I really don't know how this group of guys comforted the group of wolf-like noblewomen at home, can this little strength last for a quarter of an hour?" It's no wonder that there have been a lot more gatherings among the ladies of Alder City recently, and it is indeed an interesting way to vent the desire and dissatisfaction between chuangdi and to compare and communicate. ”

Raphael, dressed in the white robe of the Holy Holy See Archbishop, had long been accustomed to Ergat's vulgar but somewhat bard-philosophical words, and the city of Alders, where Svein had left last night, was now the city of Alders, and Ergart had naturally returned to his former performance of being a king and a tyrant and being my sole respect.

Pushing the window wider and enlarging the field of vision, Raphael suddenly smiled softly and said: "I thought that Augustus would not come to Stiroran Square to watch today's competition, but this guy still couldn't control his competitive blood, and he still came to the square!" ”

Oh! Urgaté was stunned, and he followed Raphael's gaze in the direction of Augustus, only to see a group of people quietly make way for Augustus, who was carrying a long sword, and walked to the edge of the square.

Augustus squinted at the slender woman who was already standing in the square, holding a long sword, with a strong sense of aggression and provocation in her eyes.

The woman who had already walked into the square looked at Augustus without showing weakness, and a powerful battle intent flashed in her eyes that anyone could see.

"Noxus's unique competitive blood and unyielding wildness to fate caused him to finally can't stand the fatal temptation of his opponent, and he still comes!" Pompey looked at the familiar sword on Augustus' shoulder and said with a smile.

"Competitive blood? The unyielding wildness of fate? Pompey, it sounds so false to describe Augustus with these things, and it seems to me that survival is the only reason why Augustus came to the square, and it is also the only main theme of his life now! "Compared with Pompey's elegance, Offitt's words seem more red? Naked and sharp!

Looking at Augustus, Offet made no secret of the burning intent in his eyes.

Perhaps the nobles of Azalder City only remembered the shrewdness of the Mark family's merchants, but they forgot that the Mark family was a family with knightly blood. For those who are already regarded as opponents by them, they have a firm will that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

It is not difficult to see that Offet has regarded Augustus as an opponent, although Augustus is now nothing more than a lowly commoner who has offended all the nobles of Alder City.

Seeing Augustus suddenly appear, the undisguised hostility and the incessant cursing in his mouth were turned a deaf ear to the little nobles in his ears, and he looked indifferently at Augustus standing under the square, he was looking forward to the performance of this guy who played cards out of common sense.

This is destined to be a daring guy who amazes the world. (To be continued.) )