Geiger took a deep breath, picked up the cup and poured down a whole glass of wine, and the attendant poured another glass, drank it all, poured another glass, and once again turned the bottom of the glass into the sky.

The soaring flames were finally suppressed, and the body temperature dropped slightly. The young marquis's hand jerked out, and the parchment sticked out of the table, and Count Bartola hesitated for a moment, then took it with both hands.

The whole deck was silent, the sea breeze was still blowing, the torches were still restless, the whirring sound alternated with the beeping sound, everyone held their breath, slowed down, gently lowered the cup they were holding, slowly chewed the slices of meat, and swallowed the wine slowly, for fear that the gurgling sound in their throat would attract attention.

As his gaze shifted downward, the Count's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, his eyes sunk into it, and his whole face became more and more serious.

The young marquis changed into a comfortable position, his face was gloomy, and he looked at Alwin, who was bowing his head and tasting wine.

The narrative of the war report was coherent and logical, and the results of the narrative did not seem to be fake.

But it makes people know at a glance that it is fake.

Most of the military exploits were piled up on Alvin's head, and the meaning between the lines was very obvious: outstanding military achievements, important officials, lords, and territory.

He actually blatantly applied for the Lord of Black Gem Island.

This is the child who was autistic and inferior and couldn't become a knight?

Counterinsurgency, defeat the Demon Turtle, Red Copper Demon Beast......

After leaving the royal capital, the wings stiffened?

Geiger felt that when he was in the royal capital, he was not blind, or everyone was blind.

The chicks' acting skills or the old hen's protection?

He sighed slightly, raised the cup that had been in his hand for a long time and took a sip, closed his eyes, his heart was filled with uncomfortable feelings, and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth spread all over his body.

This good fierce brother is menacing!

This official document must not be sent out!

He suddenly opened his eyes, straightened his waist, and waved his hand: "Everyone continue, add wine and meat." ”

When it comes to adding wine and meat, there are people who act diligently.

Elwin's face darkened, and he looked at the smiling knight opposite.

What a small glass of wine!

What a big lump of meat!

He took off his robe, only covering the vital parts, revealing his strong limbs, broad round shoulders, high chest, slightly shorter than Qiao Go, but his tendons and flesh were not inferior, and the whole person was as strong as a steel stake.

Fight naked!

It's a little bit!

There are two popular ways of fighting for knights, Dabi and Xiaobi, a kind of fully armed competition is called Dabi, and Xiaobi holds a sword naked, and the knights certainly advocate Dabi.

But as far as ornamentation is concerned, Xiao Bi is the favorite of the lady and the lady, and the highly trained knights are each muscular, with clear separation, iron arms bursting with green muscles, full and symmetrical pectorals, and full of eight-pack abs, which are the most likely to attract attention, and if their favorite knight wins, they never hesitate to applaud and scream.

If the little face is a little more handsome and handsome, shouting a dumb voice or even shouting a broken voice is light, and the handsome face like a woman Loonardo is the ideal lover that a young girl dreams of, and every time he wins heroically, there will be a young girl who faints with excitement, so that he has to be very sorry to return the girl to the other party's parents, and if he loses, half of the girls in the royal capital will be heartbroken by this, and the whole city will be sad.

This kind of small than pleasant.

Men want to win, while women pursue another kind of excitement, and the competition is naturally enjoyable, and large banquet parties are often an indispensable program.

But there is a lack of audience here, and a group of bigwigs are more than eggplant.

"Knight's feast, it's hard to lack wine and sword! Alvin ...... The baron ...... a face"

"I've drunk!" Alvin replied nonchalantly, pouting at the knight who was kneading his wrist next to him.

"All that's left is the sword. The man stared at Alwyn without squinting.

The rest of you are cheap, Alvin looked at the other party's smiling face, and his heart was quite unhappy.

"Lord Baron's strength is high, breaking through the city gates, destroying demonic beasts, and shocking the whole island with his skills. Today, everyone gathers here, and it is also a good opportunity for everyone to learn from each other and improve their combat power, why don't you try your hand on the field, and let me talk about it later, and share the glory of knighthood. As he spoke, he bowed and beat his chest.

This is a polite gesture of please, but in this case it becomes a gesture of challenge.

Bucklet and Hadley looked angry and took a step forward together, and Alwyn waved them back.

Erwin didn't really want to fight, and glanced at Guenier, the marquis didn't answer, but a voice said: "Baron Elwin, knightly skills are a common practice at banquets, so don't shirk it." Everyone has heard a little about Wang Du Taoguang's obscurity, since the sword is out of the sheath, it will show its edge, so that everyone can see and understand, after all, we are all knights, and it is daily to fight and kill. The so-called sword edge is sharpened, and it is right to seize every opportunity to sharpen each other and improve skills. ”

Alvin looked sideways.

The old-fashioned advice came from Batora, who had just finished reading the battle report and had a warm smile on his face, and as an extraordinary, it was not too much to instruct the mortal ranks of the entire deck.

Bartola raised the battle report in his hand and continued: "Baron Alwin, it is a great achievement to turn the tide alone, save the mansion from its fall, and quell the rebellion on Black Gem Island. Just ......"

He paused and smiled slightly: "It's just that this kind of feats are very terrifying, and it is really difficult to convince the public, and the king is far away from the battlefield, listening to the wind is the wind, and listening to the rain is the rain. ”

"Rumors stop at the wise. ”

"Wrong! It's a sword!" Batora's face suddenly became serious, and his tone was cold, "The sword is within its reach, and the invincible is also true! On the contrary, it is true, it is also false! Because it cannot convince the public!"

This is a logical but unreasonable statement, but it is also the great truth of the situation of contemporary knights, who are not convinced to use the sword to persuade, and knights fight for honor.

"The sword has no eyes!"

"To abandon the sword is to admit defeat, this is the basic rule of knightly competition, Lord Baron should know it. The knight next to him stood for a long time and took over the conversation.

Alwin spun his bottomed glass, tugged at the corners of his mouth, squinted at the other and asked, "Who are you?"

"The contemptible is Neris De......"

“...... Are you a third-order?"

The other party didn't intend to listen to him introduce himself at all, and his words were interrupted rudely, and Neris's smiling face suddenly froze on his face and looked like a smiling face: "The only second order, please have you drunk." Among the knights, the contemptible rank is the lowest, or does the baron think that his strength is too low to be qualified, and the seats range from the fourth order to the transcendental, Lord Baron, which one do you plan to choose?"

With that, Nereis stood there laughing merrily, and a light chuckle sounded on the deck.

Alvin sighed, put down the cup, stood up, and said, "Forget it, just pick up the persimmon and pinch it softly." ”

He took off the golden crown, took the heavy sword handed by the waiter, brushed the folds on his robe, and walked to the middle of the deck first.

Knight Nereis made a gesture of please, but Alvin ignored it, left and right, slashing continuously, as if he felt that the heavy sword was not in his hand, and frowned slightly.

On the main throne, Guernier watched all this as a bystander, and when he saw Alwin's movements, not like a slash, the force was very light, but like a throw, he suddenly remembered something.

Regarding swords, the story of his half-brother seems to be a little more, and he plays a set of swordsmanship that moves quickly and flexibly.

The Marquis of Guernier wanted to laugh when he remembered it, the special saber was secretly called the sewing needle, it was sharp and thin, but it was light, and it was also suitable for that set of swordsmanship.

It is known as the Extreme Wind Sword Technique, which comes from the Wind Elf, and dances, floating like the wind, without any strength.

This sword is not suitable for him, he has not practiced the heavy sword much, the heavy sword in front of him is the most suitable for the catharsis of the power of opening and closing, if he uses his swordsmanship, the opponent is not defeated, and he will be tired and lie down first.

If the foundation is not firm, the mountains will shake.

The wine glass blocked the slightly upturned corners of the Marquis de Guernier's mouth.

"Lord Baron, please change your clothes, let's start when you're ready, remember the rules, stop when you see blood or abandon your sword and admit defeat, be careful not to fall into the water, this is the ...... of the sea" The knight's long sword was in his hand, kindly reminded.

"You too. Alwyn's sword was flung once on his left side, once again on his right, and once again to his right, held high above his head.

A fierce and cold smile tugged at the corner of his handsome mouth, and he swung his sword and shouted crisply: "Begin!"