After dawn, the "Twilight Crown" conference finally opened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The opening ceremony of this grand event did not require everyone to come up and walk around like the 'Olympics' in Roddy's impression. All Rasiman did was bring the delegates together in the high-level chamber of the Magic Tower in Colommere to sign an agreement and take the oath with the legislators.

The concise ceremony didn't take ten minutes at all, and counting the speaker Jeremy's speech, a total of half an hour was completed. Then everyone dispersed. Roddy admired the simple and efficient style of the mages, and after the ceremony, he ran to the messenger of Eskar and invited Doreth to watch the game with a "gentleman" expression - but at this time, people from other countries were present, and Doreth was afraid of affecting Escara's impression of the council, so he finally declined.

Roddy was full of regret about this, but he was happy in his heart, and directly took Akasha and Milein Sela to watch Nefi in the preliminaries of the "Build a Puppet" project.

In this era, there are no broadcasts and live broadcasts, and if you want to watch the game, you can only go to the scene. And because of the variety of competitions, the six large arenas in the city of Durrell all have various events at the same time. According to the competition schedule, the first events were those that the Rasiman Kingdom was not good at, especially equestrian, riding and wrestling.

After all, the "Twilight Crown" is for all participating countries, and Rasiman can't take all the first places because of his feelings. These deliberately "bad projects" are naturally set up in order to save some face for those small countries. For "Bindu Country", these projects are the first place they have to win almost every session.

Bindu is a steppe nomadic country far away from Rasiman, and the king is also called "Khan" - that's right, the "son of Khan" who was stuffed into the barrel by Erwin some time ago for provoking Merin Sera is the **** of this country.

As a nation on horseback, the people of Bindu still have some primitive atmosphere, which can be summed up as "the worship of the strong". From top to bottom, this country only worships the strong, even the royal family and not blood. If the king's strength is not recognized, then there is no need to think about ascending to the throne at all.

In such an environment, Duke, the son of the Khan, can sit firmly in the position of ****, and in terms of various abilities, he can naturally be called the best in the kingdom.

Riding a horse at the age of three, learning to shoot at the age of five, studying with the strong men of the country for fifteen years, and participating in wars four times from the age of twenty, even if he does not have the title of "son of the Khan", Duke is also the "Knight of the Eagle", which is a unique name for a young knight with high skills and superb combat skills, if he does not fall, he will surely become the pillar of the country in the future.

However, this eternally confident "Eagle Knight" has a very bad face at this time, he is trying his best to fit the war horse under his crotch at this time, sprinting forward frantically, and in the corner of his eye, two figures are beside him, one left and one right, running through the finish line at almost the same speed...

The "Riding" competition has five distance events, and Duque competes in the most spectacular 3,000-meter sprint. In the last competition, he won the championship by a huge margin of more than 50 meters ahead of the second place, but he never thought that he would be forced to use his full strength in the qualifiers!

Although the final result was that he won the first place in the qualifiers by a narrow margin, what made him feel gloomy was... The second and third places are no more than a meter away from him.

The results of the matches proofread by the French can not be questioned, and Duke can only wonder if he is really not in good shape. But after looking at the timing, he found that this result was even faster than the final result of previous years...

The only explanation is that the strength of these two strange knights is on par with him.

Pulling the sweaty mount to the rest area, Duke couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart, turned back to the subordinates who followed beside him, and said, "Go and find out what the two people are about, why have you never seen them before?"

The answer to such a question was easy to find - but within a few minutes, he learned that the two knights were actually from the "kingdom of Karen".

"How could it be here..."

At the mention of the name, he felt a chill run down his spine. Because after being "educated" by Erwin that day, he naturally asked people to investigate the origin of Merinsella and her party, and the result was the strange name of "Karen Kingdom"... Thinking that the "national teacher" who protected him was easily forced back by that mage, he already understood that this country was probably not a good match.

"This country has never heard of it before... How can so many powerful characters suddenly appear?"

With this in mind, he stepped forward to the arena of Kazmore College to watch his subordinates' "wrestling" qualifiers - this is also a must-win event for Bindu every time, but before he could get out of the racecourse, he saw seven or eight of his subordinates returning together...

A sense of foreboding rose in Duke's heart, and he called out to the strongest of them all: "Machira, why are you coming back?"

Marchira, the last year's wrestling champion, is 1.9 meters tall and is the same as the Eiffel Tower in Rasiman's crowd of 1.6 meters. But at this time, his face was full of helplessness, and when he saw Duke, he knelt down on one knee directly - "Machira is incompetent... Eliminated in the qualifiers. ”

"What?!Who did that?"

Duke doesn't believe anyone can beat Marquila in wrestling. This warrior is the most powerful wrestler in the kingdom, with skill, strength, and explosiveness, and the wrestling match is not against a mage, is there a stronger person?

"Little Khan... It's the guard next to the woman in the Karen Kingdom. ”

The subordinate who knew the inside story immediately gave an explanation, so that Duke couldn't even say the words of reprimanding - Erwin's two-meter body and irresistible strange power were all experienced by him, and now that he thinks about it, I am afraid that only this kind of guy can defeat Marchira.

However, Duke was a little reluctant, and he wanted to understand how big the gap between the Bindu Kingdom and the Karen Kingdom was in this regard, so he asked:

"How many rounds did you fight him?"

This sentence made Machira bow her head in shame: "Little Khan, I was thrown out as soon as I took a look..."

Duke didn't catch his breath and almost choked on his saliva. He stood in the street for a long time, not knowing what to say - and before the men of the Bindu Kingdom could move away, a procession of mages in blue robes came to the street.

"The road clearance of the Duriel Ring City Rally is cleared, and irrelevant personnel please avoid. ”

Rasiman's "Twilight Crown Tournament Organizing Committee" executive team planned the race road, and Duke and the others had to avoid it no matter how high their status was, so they had to change their route and detour the alley.

"Little Khan, then our next game..."

"Go on! Grit your teeth and keep competing!"

Having said that, when he thought of the two knights of the Karen Kingdom who had cold faces and sandwiched himself in the middle today, he couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart--what kind of strength is this "Karen Kingdom" that suddenly appeared? The horseback riding is not weak, the hand-to-hand combat is strong, and the magician does not seem to be a small role...

That encounter was regarded as a shame by him, and Duke hardly thought about how to get revenge for a moment these days, but now it seems... That hope is getting slimmer.

"The third group of matches, the kingdom of Karen, Naifie, against... Rassiman, Movent College, Caitlanche!"

Qualifiers are single-elimination, and in order to save time, there are more than eight matches played simultaneously in an arena. The "Construct Puppet Fighting" competition is divided into six levels, and the Type III puppet assembled by Nefi can only participate in the lowest-level "low-level group" because it is limited to four medium-level magic crystals, but even if she uses a "mass-produced" construction puppet bought on the street, she is not afraid of the strong opponent from the "Puppet Academy" in the competition.

Because she can see the flow of elements, Nefi's optimization when assembling the golem has allowed her Type III to have smoother movements and more agile movements. And most importantly, she doesn't use traditional magic crystals as a power source.

The use of four standard "charged hedrons" has made Type III a step beyond the current era of the Rasiman puppet technology.

"Little girl from the Karen Kingdom, although the Type III you bought on the street is an optimized version, it is really not suitable for competition!"

Although CaitLanki is competing in the lowest group stage, she has a lot of fans at Movent Academy. There must be thirty or forty students in the audience outside the arena chanting her name and cheering, and it seems that they should be the most popular figures in the lower grades.

For this seemingly greeting words, Nephie just smiled sweetly: "I only know after trying it-"

"Battle, let's go!"

Caitlanki drove her two-meter "Crusher" forward, intending to use her size advantage to smash Nefi's Type III to pieces, but before her puppet could take the third step, the Type III puppet in front of her was already running and rushing towards her...

"Bang!"

The "Crusher" looked like a sluggish stupid big man in front of the Type III puppet, and before he even had time to make a parry posture, he was smashed by the seemingly inconspicuous punch that shattered the most vulnerable connection of the lumbar vertebrae - if this punch hit the chest, it was estimated that it would not even be able to break the defense, but hitting it here, it directly made the upper body of the "Crusher" fold forward.

Just when Caitlanki panicked and came to the rescue, Nefi's fingers flicked lightly on the control panel, and the Type III left claw accurately buckled the magic crystal hidden in the back of the neck of the "Crusher", and pulled it out at will, and the huge body lost power, and fell to the ground with a "clang"...

The "support group" that was originally ready to cheer was like a duck that had been choked by the neck, and one by one watched in amazement as the "crusher" turned into a puddle of mud. And Nai Fei still had a sweet smile and waved his hand: "Thank you, big sister!"

"Karen Kingdom, Nephie, win!"

After a long period of foreshadowing, I was finally ready to close the net.

(End of chapter)