Chapter 90: The Real Battle

Fastia scanned the Colosseum indifferently, watching the people who had been clamoring for him to get out of the country silent in fear.

Only then did he speak slowly, and his loud voice resounded through the arena, "I know that you have a lot of grievances against me, if you have any opinions, you can ask the contemptible person for advice in person after the end, I don't have any meaning." ”

"But before I do that, I want to ask you, what is combat in your eyes?"

"Perhaps in the eyes of your generation of Imperial People, the battle between knights should be as described in the bard's lyrics, as you see every day in the opera house and circus: the knights are dressed in splendid armor, and display brilliant sword energy and exaggerated moves, preferably with some twists and turns, and the protagonists on the field win by surprise at the last moment, and finally end with your satisfied applause, which is the battle you want to see. ”

"In your eyes, the martial arts tournament should be no different from the scenes I just described, if there is, it must be the problem of the knights. ”

Many viewers involuntarily blushed and wanted to refute it, but found that they had no confidence to speak at all.

Fastia's eyes flashed with sadness, "I understand, this is actually because, the empire has been immersed in prosperity for too long, our ancestors exchanged their lives and flesh for us for a hundred years of comfort, and most of you here, most of you have not had the opportunity to experience real war, so you don't know what it means to fight." ”

"When you're dealing with a ferocious and cunning beast, it's not about how to win the beauty, how to show your grace and chivalry as much as possible, how to show off your amazing swordsmanship in front of the audience, because in a real battlefield, your opponents are not interested in appreciating that. ”

"What you have to do is to be more ferocious, more cunning, more patient than the beast you are facing, and give it your all from the start, doing everything you can to kill your opponent, rather than waiting until you are at a disadvantage to start fighting back. ”

"Ten years ago, I rushed to the battlefield with His Majesty to engage the army of dragon lances that invaded the borders of the Empire, and thanks to the glorious protection, after four hundred years, the Empire has once again triumphed, and it may seem to you that this is a matter of course. ”

"But what you don't know is that this natural result in your eyes was exchanged by the Empire for the precious lives of nearly 100,000 soldiers and more than 200 magicians, so that although we repelled the Dragonlancers, we had to stop the pursuit in the face of heavy losses and sit back and watch the Dragonlance Dynasty occupy a large part of the territory of the northern countries. ”

"In this battle, the understanding of the power of the dragon lance war really disturbs me, because four hundred years ago, the empire's soldiers were once able to force the dragon lance capital of Ouranos, but now, we can only lie in the relics of our ancestors, and fight a so-called victory on our own doorstep. ”

"The army of the dragon lance is far more terrifying than the demonic beasts you have seen, if the best of the younger generation of our empire all participate in the war with the mentality of participating in the noble banquet, then, I have to say pessimistically, in case of war, unless the Lord of Radiance descends a god, I will not find a reason to win. ”

The Earl said lightly, "It's a pity that my remarks today have slightly offended you.

On the observation deck, Heine had a look of admiration in his eyes, "It's worthy of the Sword Saint, so domineering." ”

The middle-aged uncle rubbed his chin with his palm, "It should be said that the emperor of the Holy Empire is very discerning, and this sword saint will probably be a big trouble for the dynasty in the future." ”

The Emperor smiled and said to the Byron prince beside him, "You see, your teacher is not only a sword master, but also a first-class orator. ”

After that, the emperor also raised a ten-point sign.

Morgan and Monte Cristo glanced at each other, they both knew that Fastia's speech was probably ordered by the Emperor in advance, and as the old ministers of the military department and the Emperor's cronies, of course they knew what to do at this time, so they also raised their ten-point signs.

"The Morning Star Knight's amazing forbearance, first-class timing and unwavering ability to control the situation from start to finish exemplify a unique understanding of the battle that, in my opinion, is well deserved. Monte Cristo commented.

"He is a great swordsman, may the light be upon him. "The evaluation of the great priest is the most concise, but the scoring is not stingy, and it is also a ten-point achievement.

In this way, on the first day of the preliminary round of the martial arts competition, the first player to win a perfect score of 50 points in the preliminary round was finally born.

No matter what thoughts they had in their hearts, at this moment, the audience in the stadium showed amazing enthusiasm, whether surprised, or excited, or to hide the embarrassment of Fang Cai, in short, the surging applause swept the entire arena in the next moment.

Constantine bowed in the direction of the tower and the audience, and then returned to the bottom of his arena.

As soon as he stepped into the underground hall, the tall mercenary knight Blaze turned his head and grinned at him, "Good job, man, I've watched your game, and I have to say, you're more of a good hunter than a knight." ”

"It's over, Lord Blaze. Constantine said modestly.

"True warriors deserve any form of praise. Blaze waved his wide palm, "Are you interested in joining my team and becoming a mercenary? What do you want, just say. ”

"Thank you for the invitation, and if I'm dying of hunger in the future, I'll take your opinion into account. The boy helped the mask and politely declined Blaze's offer.

"If you want to recruit a knight who can defeat the Ice Wolf King, you mercenary group can't afford to pay that price, Blaze. Angela, the female knight on the side, sneered, "What do you say, Rodris, how sure are you that you can do it?"

Rodris, who had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and raised his head to look at Constantine, "This Lord Morning Star is indeed very remarkable, and if you and I go with Angela, we may not be able to subdue the Ice Wolf King, so let's pray that we won't encounter more terrifying demonic beasts tomorrow!"

"Pray you don't run into a fiery dragon, Hum. Bretz, the head of the mercenary group, said with a big grin. "To be honest, though, I think your temper is about the same as that of a fire dragon. ”

"I'm not afraid of fire dragons, as long as it's not a cockroach. Angela shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "Shine on top, I hate cockroaches." ”

Constantine almost fell to the ground.

"Let's take a look at the dragon lancer show first. Blaze snorted coldly, "Let me see if this guy is just bluffing in the auditorium." ”

After more than ten minutes, the door to the underground hall opened again.

On the observation deck, Euler was calculating a complex plane geometry problem with a pen and paper, and the manuscript paper was scribbled with countless patterns and symbols, but just as he was about to carry out the most critical steps, his train of thought was interrupted by an exclamation from his companion next to him.

Ora looked up in displeasure and saw Heine's mouth grow and spit all the snacks he was chewing on his magic robes, unaware of it.

"It's Rommel!"