Chapter 124: The Contest I
In April, just after winter, there was still a chill in the air.
In the harbor of Port of the Americas, hundreds of ships of all sizes are neatly moored in the shallow waters. But on the shore, you don't see horse-drawn wagons hauling large quantities of goods, and coolie helpers who form gangs to beg for business.
At this time, waiting on the shore were all well-dressed nobles, except for heavily armed knights and warriors. They had gathered here to welcome the fleet from England.
Woo... Woo···· Woo!
With a melodious whistle, a huge white steamer slowly sailed into the harbor. The people who were waiting on the shore saw the ship and greeted it in unison.
After the ship was stopped, Dylan followed Osborne, who had just stepped off the ship under the protection of more than thirty guards. At the first glance, I saw an old man with a fat head and big ears and a big beard, who took the lead in welcoming him.
The bearded man, who was still more than ten meters away, began to use his male duck voice to let out a series of terrifying laughs: "Quack quack······ Congressman Osborne, it's a pleasure to see you again. ”
Seeing this person's arrival, Osborne couldn't help but put a mocking smile on his face: "It turned out to be Earl James." ”
He turned to Dylan and said, "Dylan, that's what I told you, discovered the American continent and gave the news to James the great navigator of the British royal family. ”
Oh?
Hearing Osborne's introduction, Dylan took a closer look at the man.
He has a garlic nose, triangular eyes, and is less than 1.7 meters tall. The only thing that characterizes him is the golden beard on his face. I really can't see that this inconspicuous-looking man is the navigator who discovered this new continent.
To the world, his identity is equivalent to that of Columbus.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, James spoke again: "When I heard that your fleet had arrived at the harbor today, I myself came to greet you. Representatives of chambers of commerce and associations, as well as members of the royal family, are waiting for you in town. ”
Osborne nodded, not paying attention to his flattery, just casually remarking.
"So, what are we waiting for!"
So saying, they got into the carriage and came to the town, and went straight to the Earl of James's estate.
I have to say that although the town is dilapidated, the Earl of James's manor is very chic. Every sculpture and plant in the yard are just right. Overall, it is neither obtrusive nor tarnished, making it look very comfortable. When a discerning person looks at it, he knows that it is the handwriting of a master.
Led by James, Dylan and Osborne made their way through the long courtyard to a richly decorated banquet hall.
Inside the hall, hundreds of people were drinking aperitifs and talking about the purpose of the banquet. Most of them were sharp-eyed warriors, and when they heard the footsteps of Dylan and the others, they all turned around in unison.
As soon as the Earl James entered the hall, he bowed deeply and politely introduced to everyone: "Gentlemen, young ladies. ”
"It is my great pleasure to introduce you to our British hero, the Archduke Osborne. With that, he turned and gave way.
As the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, Osborne is so old that he can trace it back to the ancestral origin of everyone present. In the face of these juniors, he doesn't have to care too much about etiquette, but others can't help but pay attention.
On such formal occasions, everyone bowed to Osborne as a sign of courtesy. Osborne led Dylan to the center of the hall, picked up the champagne on the table, and gestured to the crowd, as usual.
"For today's banquet, we have to thank Earl James. Thanks to Earl James for such hospitality, we were able to enjoy the wine. ”
"For our Earl James... Cheers!"
"Cheers····· Cheers... Cheers..." Everyone raised their glasses at the same time.
Now, the banquet has officially begun.
The musicians played a gorgeous song hard, and everyone enjoyed a sumptuous meal. And the important people at the banquet quietly left. They walked down the banquet hall and came to a large box.
When Dylan entered the box, he saw the familiar face at a glance. He greeted happily, "Amilia!"
At this time, Amilia's face also showed the joy of reunion after a long absence. "Dylan! It's good you're okay. Teacher Osborne has spent countless resources trying to find you. ”
Emilia took the initiative to hug Dylan, as if the two had really formed a friendship within a few months of knowing each other.
Osborne smiled and watched as his disciples showed harmony among themselves. As an elder and as a teacher, there is nothing more gratifying for him than this scene.
In the box, the conference table is placed. There is a large round table in the middle, and all the people who can be on the table are the relevant people who want to participate in this meeting. On the wall of the box, there are also several rows of chairs for the juniors who have been brought to the foresight, as well as the accompanying subordinates.
Dylan sat next to Osborne, and to his left were the three members of the Imperial House of Lords who had last arrived at the castle, Saxon, Marvin, and Rubin.
Further to the left, is Cardinal Michael of the Holy See, and a secretary. To the left, there are Evan on behalf of the Business Alliance, Claude on behalf of the College Alliance, and Howard on behalf of the Union Alliance.
Finally, there are representatives of the barbarian tribe from the tribe, and representatives of the werewolf tribe.
As has traditionally been the case, the bishop speaks first. Bishop Michael still had a loving smile on his face: "Gentlemen, there are still ten days left before our competition. Now, you don't have any changes to the list of contests?"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes shining, but they were all extremely determined. They replied one after another;
"No! no! ·······. ”
Seeing that no one had any intention of changing the entry list, Michael nodded: "Then, the morning in ten days." Everyone determines the size of the territory by winning or losing the competition. ”
"According to the rules, no matter what means the winner uses, as long as the winner is determined to win or lose, it cannot be held accountable after the fact. Everyone's okay, right?"
The bishop's gaze swept over all the people present, and no one had any intention of objecting.
········· Ten days later
On the day of the race, it rained lightly. Although it was daytime, the clouds were rolling and not a single ray of sunlight fell.
Dylan sat on the platform on the canyon, looking at the young man below who was ready to use his life to seize the benefits of his own forces, and shook his head a little unbearably.
Osborne, who was next to him, saw his movements and asked with a smile, "Do you still worry about other people's lives and deaths?"
Dylan replied nonchalantly: "Of course I don't care about the lives and deaths of other people, but I don't understand." Why would you want to put Emilia in there too. ”