CHAPTER XXVII

When Roy was eleven years old, Tom used to glare at him and say cautiously.

"You're a bastard. ”

That's right. From a normal person's point of view, Roy, who has lived among beasts and aliens since he was a child, is an egg mixed with genes of different races. He followed the rules of beasts and aliens, and he had no regard for the dignity and inferiority of humans, rules and traditions.

The thinking of a bastard, what he does is naturally the thing of a bastard. How could such a guy be expected to remain indifferent after being humiliated by hundreds of people with boos?

Like the roar of a lion, the man of a giant bear standing up, the coiled probe of a viper, the wrinkled nose and baring fangs of a hungry wolf, Roy's response was a middle finger!

Dry!

This gesture was the first gesture Roy learned after returning to the human world.

At that time, he was not yet ten years old, and he worked in a tavern. While pouring water and wine to wipe the table and wash the dishes, he found that the two groups of drunkards often rubbed and scolded, but they could confront each other for a long time. But as soon as this gesture appeared, it was immediately a fist flying sideways and a cup of glass.

It turns out that this is the action of human beings to express anger. Little Roy learned it in a daze, and then used it in a fight with Grandpa William, and ended up being beaten badly.

Although the results of diligence and studious are not very good, Roy still loves this gesture that is a miracle. He has always felt that this gesture is masculine, domineering, straightforward, and majestic. If I had learned it earlier, I wouldn't have glared at the toothless beast when it came to it.

Therefore, while being beaten, Roy is determined that he will one day be in a more person than a tavern. A more lively, more eye-catching place, majestic and majestic.

And today, that opportunity has come.

If you want to quarrel, the lord can't quarrel with so many people. If you want to fight, the result will be worse. Even if the master is talented, he will be beaten half to death.

So in the midst of people's boos, Roy excitedly gave his middle finger one by one to the direction where each noble children's group was located. And consciously or unconsciously, he shook in the direction where Diarra and Farley were. The rotation and swing of the slender middle finger is ecstatic and arrogant!

The people in the stands were going crazy. After a dead silence, there was a thunderous uproar.

Diarra, Farley, and the others, their faces were pale, and their eyes were almost on fire as they stared at Roy. If this is not an academy, their identity is not to teach Roy or to be a student, but I am afraid that a hundred Roy will also be under their mad demon sword. Chop into a puree!

And the children of the aristocracy have already scolded.

"Roy, you are presumptuous!"

"You bastard!"

"Fuck you crazy. Don't pull me, I'm going to beat him up today! ”

On weekdays, these children of the nobility all hold their own identity as tutors, and their words and deeds are polite, and they refuse to lack their demeanor. But at this moment, Roy's middle finger pointed at him, and all of them became fried cockfights.

What a tutor demeanor. The temperament of the children of the noble family was all thrown out of the clouds.

If it weren't for the high stands barrier. If it weren't for the teachings who shouted at the restraints, I am afraid that they would have rushed down and fought a lot.

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, I've never seen it, I've never seen it so rampant. Many people had only heard of Roy spitting in the war letters of Scarlett and others before, but had not seen it with their own eyes. I have seen it with my own eyes to this day. Only then did I know that the rumors were true.

No wonder Scarlett and his gang fell in love with him as soon as school started!

This kid is just a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard! In the face of hundreds of people, he dares to be so rampant and provocative, but imagine what kind of face Scarlett saw at the beginning! Not to mention Scarlett's dignity and arrogance, he is just a random noble child. I can't stand it.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in the stands, there was a lot of scolding for a while.

"What a bastard this kid is!" said one of the supporters, pausing his cane and displeased, "At such a young age, he is so arrogant, is this still a future imperial knight?" His behavior is not only an insult to the knight, but also an insult to our first training camp!"

"Sir is right," Farley echoed with a sneer, his triangular eyes sweeping in the direction of Gustas, "such a black sheep should have been expelled from the academy a long time ago." It's just that some people protect and support him in the back, which makes him doubly arrogant. ”

Farley's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for the people on Gustas' side to hear it clearly. Wald's personality is straightforward, and when he heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and he squinted at Farley and said, "If you have something to say, say it clearly, don't be weird." What some people? Do you want me to help you name the dean?"

Wald's words made Farley's face stiffen, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

You must know that although there are thousands of people up and down in this arena, even fools know that behind this game, it is Gustas and Diarra who wrestle their wrists, but no matter how openly and secretly the two sides fight in private, in front of a group of fans and guests, after all, they still have to maintain a superficial harmony.

Besides, Gustas is also the dean no matter what he says. Farley is not Roy. His status requires him to be presumptuous, and on such occasions, he must maintain a superficial respect for Gustas. Otherwise, the same rebellious and impudent hat could be fastened on Roy's head as well as on his head.

Roy can still be said to be young and ignorant, and he is already in his forties, is he still not sensible? If he is mentioned in the future, I am afraid that it will be evidence of his shallowness and domineering.

Wald's mouth was poisonous, and he choked Farley half to death with a single word. A face turned red and blue, and under the frowning gaze of the guests around him, he couldn't speak for a long time.

At this time, Diarra, who had been silent, coughed lightly and said, "Teach Farley is right, as a student of our first training camp and a future imperial knight, strength is important, and character cultivation is even more important. Roy's behavior can be called rebellious and presumptuous........."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Gustas and said coldly, "...... I think. In addition to his natural character, Dean Gustas should indeed reflect on himself, whether he was too indulgent to him. If so, I think, the dean should apologize to all those who have been humiliated. and resigned. ”

As soon as Diarra's words came out, there was a sudden silence in the entire VIP area.

People looked at each other, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

At first, everyone thought that Diarra was bailing out for Fali. The same thing Farley could not say, but there was no problem with saying it in his capacity.

But no one expected that Diarra would simply tear off the last fig leaf at the end of his words. Named and held Gustas accountable, and completely exposed the contradictions in broad daylight!

As soon as these words came out, it also meant that the contradictions in the first training camp Muni City branch no longer had any cover-up. And today's war has also moved from a secret contest to an open struggle for leadership.

Diarra sounded the first horn of battle, so resolute and so sudden. It was unexpected.

For a time, everyone's eyes were on. All gathered on the body of Gustas.

Gustas frowned and said nothing.

This short and fat old man, who looks like the owner of a small chamber of commerce, has been in charge of the branch of Muni City for twenty years. Both those who supported him and those who opposed him had to admit that Gustas had given the best time of his life and all his efforts for the Moony Branch.

But. His civilian policy, until now, has not been able to bear fruit. Twenty years of hard work, in exchange for countless doubts about his vision.

Four years ago. Diarra, with the aura of the general battalion, parachuted in.

Four years later, their contradictions finally intensified. And this old man was finally forced to the edge of the cliff by Diarra.

If he couldn't prove that his choice was correct, then neither the supporters, the teachings, the guests, nor the general camp in the imperial capital would give him time to prove himself.

Diarra's knife finally came out, and it was just the right time. Today, in every sense of the word, Gustas has no chance of winning. Whatever he says now, it won't be long before he gets a resounding slap in the face from the fiasco in the arena.

He chose to stand up for Roy, just as he chose a civilian policy back then, and today, he must take responsibility for his choice.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Gustas stood up.

The teachers who supported him looked at him worriedly. Ivy got up and tried to say something, but she didn't say a word.

Today's game, from beginning to end, was under the control of Diarra and a group of people. Regardless of the format or the arrangement of the bracket, there is no participation of the team. Even two of the five referees in the arena at the moment are not from Diarra's line, just because Diarra doesn't want to be too ugly.

It's not that people don't want to participate or don't understand the tricks, it's that all of their ideas have been vetoed by Gustas, who doesn't care.

He didn't seem to think that this regular intra-academy game would pose any threat to him. His whole mind is on the coming war, and for him, this is the most important thing. To this day, his leadership is challenged by Diarra!

Everyone was a little worried.

The general battalion also had a struggle. The man behind Diarra had been trying to remove Gustas and hold the Sorting House in his hands. If Gustas can't take on Diarra's challenge today, then all the qiē will burst out in a concentrated manner.

Not to mention anything else, these things that Roy provoked alone were enough to make Gustas, who was bent on recruiting him into the academy and protecting him everywhere, pour blood mold for eight lifetimes.

If Gustas is smart, then the best option at this time is to draw a line with Roy immediately. even echoed Roy to show his fairness and get rid of Diarra's accusation of "supporting Roy". Although this would lose a bit of prestige, it is the best expedient measure.

At the very least, he could stay out of the way and let Diarra's long-spent-up punch hit the air. Strip away the impact of Roy's impending defeat for the time being. In this way, in a short period of time, Diarra has no way to take him. Don't "take the blame", and talk about a fart resignation.

It's just a little thicker-skinned and continues to mess around.

But once he chooses to continue to speak for Roy, then today......

In the midst of everyone's gaze, Gustas spoke, "I don't think I'm at fault, the same. I don't think there's anything wrong with Roy either. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion among the people present.

Everyone in Diarra's family was overjoyed, while the other guests shook their heads. At this time, Gustas was still supporting Roy like this, I really don't know whether he was persistent or confused.

For the reaction of the crowd. Gustas turned a blind eye.

The old man smiled and said, "If I had been attacked by so many people when I was eighteen years old, I might have gone even more than he did." Young people, it's okay to be impulsive, compared to those who are not very old and scheming but deep-hearted, I think straightforward young people are more likeable. ”

These words. made the guests stunned for a while, and even made Diarra and others scold in their hearts.

Although they knew that Gustas was protecting Roy, everyone didn't expect that the old guy would protect the calf to this kind of journey. Roy dared to give everyone the middle finger, and the old guy dared to distinguish between black and white, interpreting his actions lightly as impulsive, and even praising them as likable bluntness.

If you want to say shameless playfulness, this old and young are a perfect match!

"Hmph. Diarra snorted coldly and said. "Since he is so impulsive and straightforward, why has he been knocked on the door by others for so many days, and I haven't seen him impulsive and straightforward once?"

Everyone nodded.

Diarra's words can be regarded as grasping the fate of Gustas's words. You excused that kid as impulsive and blunt, how did you go into hiding in the face of Kevin's challenge?

But. Everyone still underestimated Gustas's shamelessness.

The old man looked approvingly and said, "That's where he is steady and smart." At such an age, it is really commendable to be able to endure humiliation and burden so much. ”

This time, don't talk about Diarra's gang. Even the guests next to him, there were many people who wanted to jump up and punch the fat old man's thick nose.

Fuck, shameless?!

Diara's face sank like water, and he sneered: "Insulting one's own people with vulgar gestures is impulsive and straightforward, and challenging outsiders to avoid cowardice is smart and steady? ”

Gustas looked calm, "I'm telling the truth!"

"Facts?" Diarra sneered, "forgive me for being stupid. I don't understand the difference. ”

"In this world, everything is the size of a fist, and the voice is loud," Gustas looked at Diarra with a fat face, "It's like I have a higher position than you, you have to listen to me." I am the Sage of the Firmament, and my strength is stronger than yours, and if you provoke me, you will have to be beaten!"

With a snort, Ivy on the side couldn't help but laugh. She found that her father, who looks like a good old man, sometimes has a talent that makes people unable to get off the stage.

"You ......" Diarra's face changed suddenly.

After spending a few years with Gustas, Diarra didn't take him very seriously. In his impression, this short and fat old guy was an ordinary old man with no temper. On weekdays, I was polite when I saw myself, and if there was any fight, I always chose to back down.

I didn't expect that today's Gustas would say such a thing.

Ignoring Diarra's green face, Gustas smiled slightly, and continued leisurely: "Since fists are the truth, then Roy can be smart and steady in the face of strong people. What's so strange about being impulsive and straightforward in the face of weak people?"

"Weak?" Diarra calmed down when she heard this, and grabbed the flaw in it and said, "So, from your point of view, Roy has won today?"

Diarra's words made the people present talk about each other.

It's understandable for Gustas to support Roy, but if he talks too much, it's tantamount to pushing himself into a corner. Diarra was in a hurry, and how did Gustas answer such a question?

"Of course. Gustas's answer was crisp.

"What if he loses?" Diarra pressed in.

"That proves that I have a problem with my vision and am not fit to run the Academy," Gustas said something that many people did not believe he would say, "and I take the blame and resign." ”

There was an uproar, and even Diarra couldn't believe that the answer he wanted came so easily.

"Good. Diarra quickly came to her senses and crucified Gustas' words with a famous quote from the Goruth, "Every word promised by a respected man is a treasure." ”

"Vice Dean Diarra is very knowledgeable," Gustas said with a smile. "But what if it turns out that I'm right?"

There was silence all around, and the shocked people turned their eyes to Diarra, whose face was a little stiff.

Everyone realized that the battle for leadership in the first training camp was so sudden. In this way, which is almost like a bet, it was decided.

"Then it proves that I have no eyes," Diarra took a deep breath and said categorically, "I'm just like you, I resign!"

Will I lose?

In the arena, there was still an overwhelming shouting and scolding.

Roy took these voices as a fart.

After the trumpet sounded for the start of the race. He and the players of Team E stood on the east side of the arena. Get ready for the start of the game in a basic triangle formation.

Team B is located to the west. Between the two teams, there is only less than twenty meters of distance. As the game began, the eyes of the players on both sides became aggressive. The players in front of the formation, while slowly approaching the opponent, are constantly looking for flaws in the opponent's formation.

Brigade B discharged a fishnet array. The 11 team members stood in a staggered manner and acted in a uniform manner. Obviously, there is no shortage of hard work. In terms of formation alone, this can be called a first-class phantom formation. It's like Team E's basic triangle formation, which looks much more good.

The voices in the stands gradually subsided. Everyone's attention is already focused on this game.

Team B is Roy's first opponent. If you can't even win this team, then you don't need to watch the next games.

Look at the formation of Team E. Ivy felt like her palms were covered in sweat.

"Boy, you're going to lose, me"

Ivy hadn't figured out how she was going to clean up Roy, and Team B in the field had already taken the lead. Like a big net, it is covered by Team E.

Bang bang

This sound was like the sound of war drums, and it was the sound of ten knight cadets of Team B kicking the ground with lightning under their feet.

The soles of their feet, stepping on the ground, stepped out radial cracks like lightning. These lines, intertwined with each other, formed a large net with the same formation as theirs.

The ground is a net, and the air is a net. The flying dust rolled, and with the knights' battle ring force field, it turned into lines of dust, intertwined into a net.

The shadow under the sun is a net. The weapon in the hands of the Shot Knight, long or short, is a net. Their battle ring, high or low, front or back, is another net.

In the stands, there was a burst of applause.

The power of the phantom array lies in the form of the gods. Whether it is birds and animals, swords, guns and halberds, they must have both form and spirit. The tiger-shaped phantom array must have the agility and ferocity of the tiger, and the elephant-shaped phantom array must have the momentum of the elephant. The sword shape should be sharp, and the knife shape should be sharp and matchless.

And any kind of battle formation, the more tacit the cooperation, the more distinct the form and spirit.

At this moment, the fishing net array of Team B, as soon as it was unleashed, actually formed four or five nets. At a glance, it looked like several different nets overlapped, although compared to the second-level phantom array, the third-level phantom array still looked a little rough and immature, but for these freshmen, it was already extremely good.

In the light of stone, fire, and lightning, Team B had already killed in front of Team E. The ten knight students shouted in unison, the three people in the front row were like dragons, and the five people in the back row stabbed straight with guns. On each wing there is a man with arrows. Ten people, with different shots, formed a dense attack network, shining under the hood of Roy and the others.

Behind them, a magic student stretched out his hands and smeared an elemental array of glowing green light in the air. At the surge of magic power, five barbed vines shot into the E-Squad formation. Like a poisonous snake, it wrapped around Griffin and the other four members of Team E in front of the formation.

In one shot, Team E is already in danger!

In the stands, several supporters stood up suddenly, their eyes shining.

If it is said that most of the factors of the victory of the S team just now came from their strength far beyond their opponents, it would not be surprising. So now, the battle formation cooperation shown by Team B is enough to impress everyone with the strength of the first training camp in terms of battle formation.

Not only were the patriarchs excited, but even Diarra and Farley were also pleasantly surprised.

During this period of time, they put all their energy into the S Brigade and the A Brigade, and the B Brigade was just a touchstone for them to send to the E Brigade. It's good to win, but it's okay to lose.

But they didn't expect that this time, the strength shown by Team B far exceeded their expectations.

Diarra and Farley laughed.

Under that big net, the triangle foundation formation of Team E looked simply vulnerable...... (To be continued.) )