After Rodin and the Wind Brigade exchanged pleasantries, he met Chin Kov in the contestant registration area. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ambitious rider was struggling with how to accommodate his pregnant wife, Valyosha, and the arrival of the crowd was just the right thing to do.

Later, Claire, Uma, Eileen, Akama, and Valyosha left behind several men and wandered around the nearby open-air stalls with a lot of laughter.

Compared to the trade market in St. Gallen, the clusters of small stalls here are far less formal than the former, but they are also unique.

With a wide variety of things to do and a lively environment, it is perfect for women who are born shopaholics.

When Rodin had nothing to do, he found a place to have a few drinks with Linuo and Chloe.

"Sure enough, it's still spirits that suit me better!"

......

The time quickly came to the afternoon.

The lord of Brunhill Manor ascended to the podium in full anticipation. After an extremely infectious speech, His Excellency The Prince was solemnly introduced as a special guest, followed by more than 80 contestants taking the stage.

Most of the contestants are young and middle-aged, and most of them are representatives sent by aristocratic and wealthy merchant families, and ordinary people account for less than one-fifth.

After all, the money for raising horses is not a small amount of money.

Chin Kov came out in fourth to last place to pay his respects.

Nervousness, tragedy, and excitement can't describe his mood, but he can only stare at Valyosha in the audience, with blood and warmth in his eyes.

It's a man's promise!

If he doesn't win the championship this time, he won't have enough money to prepare for the next horse race, which is already depleted of money.

It's a last battle!

A moment later.

The player was ready to start, and Brunhill just waved his hand calmly, and the whole noisy environment produced a moment of silence.

"Bang-"

The inspiring gong was sounded, and a tsunami erupted in the venue.

The knights who had already been in place pulled the reins violently, and the four black horses of the divine horses galloped away side by side.

The ground trembled, the wind howled, and the crowd on both sides of the track rose and fell like the tide of the sea, waving their arms feverishly and shouting desperately.

A red line separating civilians from the powerful.

Luxurious auditoriums and observation decks rise from the ground, isolated from the hustle and bustle of overcrowding.

The group of distinguished people sat comfortably in the middle, picking up delicate binoculars from time to time to observe the game.

There is also a group of brightly dressed waiters who come and go like butterflies in flowers.

Rodin stood silently behind Dale with the great sword in his arms, his cold demeanor incompatible with the fiery atmosphere around him.

When he was in the Flint Tribe, he had seen even more intense grassland horse races.

Although the scale of the St. Gallen Horse Race was larger and unprecedented, there is no doubt that the horses participating in the race are ultimately inferior to the horses galloping on the savannah.

Naturally, he was not too surprised.

The only thing that caught his attention was the woman sitting next to him, Dale.

After not seeing her for a morning, this woman seemed to have taken a panacea, and her originally fair and flawless skin shone like a layer of pearl powder, becoming more beautiful and coquettish.

The young and touching aristocratic girls beside her, eclipsed like green and immature fruits, set off her dazzling demeanor more and more.

From time to time, there were fat-headed and big-eared magnates peeking at Dai'er with bright eyes, and the fiery gaze almost wanted to eat her alive.

"Hey, Rodin—"

The head crept into his ear, red lips teasing his earlobe.

"It's too boring to sit and watch the game so stupidly, why don't we bet on the players' rankings?"

"Forget it. ”

Rodin declined her offer, and purposefully set his gaze on the dancing magnates with their hands and their faces scarlet.

"Look there!"

In the audience, the group of pugs gathered around Prince Anderson, holding a small ticket and muttering words in their mouths. Looks like an avid gambler.

"You don't have a market in your circle, and if you want to play a game, you might as well bet with them. ”

"Hmph!" a faint greasy snort sounded. Dai'er frowned slightly and said with disdain, "I don't want to bet against this group of obsessed fools, I'm only interested in you!"

"Why, are you a dignified bronze powerhouse still afraid of losing to a little girl, so you don't dare to accompany me?"

"Huh...... I'm sorry, but it's just my duty to keep you safe. Rodin was indifferent to her provocation, and simply held the sword in his arms, and leaned into his seat to sleep.

"This woman is amorous, and she must not be provoked easily!, but she is also my employer, and if she doesn't give me any face......" he thought, glancing at Akama, who was chatting with the women.

Dale was keenly aware of his hesitation, and her eyes rolled,

"Hey, don't be so rigid, how about my bet?"

"Okay, I'll just listen to it, and if it doesn't make me feel good, forget it!"

"Hee-hee-hee......" Daile patted her towering chest with relief, and then snapped her white and tender fingers one by one.

"Eight games, let's bet on eight games, pick one of the four players in each game, and we can't repeat it. In the end, the results of the two players will determine the outcome of the bet. ”

"As for the lottery of the main event, if you win one, I will lose you 10,000 Marelli. But if I count eight games, how many ...... will I win?"

The pink tongue licked the petal-like lips, and Dale threw a very seductive, electric wink.

"...... tonight"

"No!" Before she could finish speaking, Rodin suddenly retorted violently, "Although I am not a decent gentleman, I am not such a casual person, and your favor will not be blessed!"

"Giggle...... Where do you think of it? I don't care about the shameless behavior of pestering others over and over again. ”

"That's good. Rodin deliberately exaggerated with relief.

"Five wins in eight games, you lost, you have to accompany me tonight...... Get out and about. ”

Hearing this, Rodin wondered in his heart, "Isn't this an extra move? As Dai'er's bodyguard, I have to protect her safety most of the time, and where I want to go, just say no." Besides, why did you bet on eight games, and what was the coincidence or what was the forethought?"

"Don't care so much, just say yes or no?"

"Well, I agreed. Ladies first, from the next show by Miss Dale, you choose first. ”

On the track, the knights jumped their horses and whipped their whips, and the fierce battle was in full swing, and the streamlined bodies of the horses controlled the wind and galloped, arousing the exclamations of the onlookers.

Although Rodin was not proficient in Soma, he had learned a little about it from Cynthia, who had learned the way of a shepherd on the prairie.

In addition, the horses are equipped with special saddles, which cut off cheating.