The Red Knight's declaration shook the whole of Bakaria. The replacement of a patron saint represents something deeper. In a sense, the gods are nuclear weapons, which are absolutely not used in peacetime, but if a country or race does not have a god as a guardian god as a backer, it will be wantonly attacked and ravaged by other races.

Changing the patronus for some reason is a bit of a pain, but the fall of the previous patronus is definitely a helpless thing.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Red Knight chose to embrace the idea of the god of knights in its entirety and revere the eight virtues of knighthood as a doctrine.

The Red Knight's proclamation continues: "A valiant knight who never hesitates to show his bravery. A true warrior doesn't have to be a knight. While the six knight-turned-contestants of Bakaria fell one after another, two contestants stood out in this brutal competition. They are ......"

As the Red Knight spoke, the light in the camp where Martin had disappeared turned a shiny and impassioned red.

"Note-meaning-" the lead knight shouted, causing the entire camp to boil.

No one drew their swords, and it would be an insult to draw a sword against their own people if it was their own people who returned, but every knight and swordsman put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

It was already early winter, and hot beads of sweat flowed from the forehead of the king's envoy, Marquis Lallana. Every knight, including the head of the Golden Eagle Knights, was swallowing uncontrollably.

It was at this moment that the Red Knight made a proclamation in the hearts of all the knights:

"He is the third place in the bloody competition of the gods, the gunslinger from Lorraine Castle Garr!"

Almost as the words fell, Gal appeared in the center of the red light with a thin and toned body.

His upper body was almost shirtless, except for a shoulder armor on his left shoulder, and the two shoulder straps were pulled diagonally across his chest in a triangular shape, to his right armpit and back to his left shoulder. He wears a pair of blue leather pants and a pair of boots that are completely different from the Baccaria style.

His appearance has also changed: his cheekbones, which had previously been slightly high due to overnourishment, are now more resolute due to the slight swelling of his face and body. A flat hairstyle that makes his appearance cheerful.

The previously thin body is now full of streamlined muscles, and it looks like a typical steel bar-shaped body.

The most striking thing was that he changed to a gun, which was a long spear with a dark red body. It seems to be made of some unknown metal, and it doesn't have the toughness of wood at first glance, but the aura emanating from the blood-colored metal makes people realize that this is an extraordinary product.

"Gal!?" Sylvie felt a little strange to the teenager in front of her, because it felt that in just a few days, Gal had grown from a teenager to a young man who had experienced bloody storms.

"Sister Sylvie?" Gal was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily.

The Marquis de Lallana hurriedly asked, "Are you Gal, and what about your young master, His Excellency Martin Lorraine?"

He didn't care at all about the safety of the young man in front of him, he only cared about Martin's life and death from beginning to end.

"Young master, young master, he is a hero! how can he be in trouble!" Gal patted his chest proudly.

When the words fell, the tight string in the hearts of almost everyone present loosened slightly.

As if to confirm Garr's words, the Red Knight announced in a voice of great pride in the sea of spirits: "And - Martin Lorraine from Lorraine, the pioneer of Lorraine, who won the championship in this bloody tournament!"

What the!

That Martin Lorraine is the champion!?

The announcement of the Red Knight is simply a stone that stirs up a thousand waves!

The entire Bakaria, and even the knights in the Rick Empire who believed in the god of knights, were shocked!

Before today, only the upper nobles of Lorrainburg or the city of Cot had heard of the name Martin Lorraine. However, with the proclamation of the Red Knight's god, this name, which is full of mysterious aura, has finally entered the sight of all the knights in the entire human world.

Because of Martin, a pioneer that should have perished was established.

Because of Martin, the god of knights, who should have fallen, was successfully inherited.

Because of Martin, the millennial disadvantage in the war against chaos has finally seen the dawn of reversal.

A seemingly unexpected victory by Martin set off waves so huge and violent that no one expected.

Bloody competitions have actually happened many times in the thousand-year history. Almost every decade or twenty, a group of good seedlings are forced to participate in it, and most of them die tragically.

The people at the bottom are not likely to know, because it is not something to boast about. All of them were painfully and helplessly blocked by those in power, sealing them in the dust of history.

Bakaria has been defeated and defeated in this field.

The people of the mortal world do not know what the human gods have lost in the bloody competition, and what frustration they have suffered in the game.

However, at the moment when he lost his temper, the outlier Martin suddenly appeared. How can you call King Kean and other high-ranking members of the kingdom not be ecstatic!?

"What? Martin is still alive! That kid turned out to be the first!" When the old king, who was dealing with government affairs in the council hall, heard the news, he jumped on the table like a happy child on the spot, raised his arms high, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! I knew that the cub of the Lorraine family was not a bad breed! I knew that the kid's previous cowardice was a cover-up! Hahahaha!"

The king smiled like a child, uh, though a three-hundred-pound child...... After being stunned for a moment, the surrounding ministers and generals all showed good-natured smiles and applauded one after another, and the voices of praise were endless.

"Hurry up, hurry up, find Lallana at once to make sure Martin is safe, let the whole Golden Eagle Knights accompany him back! Oh my God! He actually helped our Patronus! Oh my God, I must give him a grand triumphal ceremony!"

The king's ecstasy did not reach the camps on the provincial border.

The Marquis of Lallana still pressed Gal and asked, "Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Gal was also helpless, he shrugged: "The young master and the allies of the Rick Empire seem to be entangled. However, since the Red Knight God has declared him a champion, he should be back soon, right?"

Although the gods had been announced, Martin had not returned for a moment, and Lallana and the Knights of the Golden Eagle could not rest assured.

No one knows, in fact, Martin is happy now!

Looking at the large number of things in front of him, Martin shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I sent it-"