"Imperial Martial Arts Conference, what is that?" One day, inside the Magic Tower, Constantine looked at Joey suspiciously.

He was still sitting in the study in the magic tower, memorizing the incantation, when suddenly, Joey's voice came from the body of the demon spirit who had been standing in the room, asking him to come to the top of the tower.

"Every five years, the empire will hold a martial arts tournament, recruiting knights and swordsmen throughout the empire, signing up for this competition, stipulating that only young knights under the age of twenty-five can participate, saying that it is to promote the knighthood of the empire, but in fact, in my opinion, it is just a show held by the group of muscular idiot male knights of the Palatine Academy in order to win over those aristocratic girls. The old mage snorted coldly, as if he didn't have the slightest affection for the famous knight academy that was as famous as the Royal Academy of Magic.

Constantine was confused, and spread his hands comically, "But what does this have to do with me, Joey-senpai?

"It's not me, it's the old god who sits in the Temple of Radiance, and he wants you to participate. Joey said angrily.

"Your Majesty, does he want me to play?" Constantine said from Joey, who knew that His Majesty the Pope had a close relationship with his mysterious mother.

"Historically, those who won the Imperial Martial Arts Conference would not only receive rich rewards, but would also be regarded as the leader of the new generation of Imperial knights, and would even be directly awarded knighthoods and hold important positions in the army. Of course, none of these estimates are what you want. Joey took a sip of tea, "The important thing is that, according to custom, the winner will be summoned by the Emperor and then by the Pope, and will be rewarded. ”

Constantine was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that the specifications of this martial arts conference were so high, and the emperor and the pope were rewarded at the same time, what kind of concept?

This kind of fame and fortune will probably make all the knights in the entire empire red-eyed, right?

"If you want to know the story of the day, and know the inside story of that night in Winterfell, this is your best chance." ”

Constantine was silent for a moment, "Since the Pope can hand over my mother's relics to me, why don't you come and tell me personally?"

"Little one, didn't that old fellow Laplace tell you? Every magician who has ever set foot in the City of Dawn has made a magical oath, sworn by his soul and strength, and will never tell outsiders anything about the World Tree Council for the rest of his life. ”

Joey shook his head, "Even for the greatest mage, the binding force of this oath is unshakable, for example, if I tell you where Daybreak City is now, then in the next second, I will lose all my magic." ”

"Only magical geniuses selected by the World Tree Council are qualified to know the secrets of the City of Daybreak. ”

"As far as I guess, the appearance of the Heavenly Gate on that night of the dead winter is related to your mother's background, and that background involves the City of Dawn, so it is impossible for either me or Innocent to tell you directly what happened back then. ”

The boy frowned, "In that case, even if I do meet the Pope, what is the point, he can't say anything. ”

"It cannot be said in this tower, or anywhere on the mainland, because the binding of the Daybreak Oath is everywhere, with one exception. Joey raised his finger, "In the Hall of Light, the Daybreak Oath has no effect, and Innocent can answer all you want to know." ”

Constantine understood this, and he looked in the direction of Olympia Square outside the magic tower, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Will the secret that has haunted him for ten years be revealed in that place?

Remembering that ten years ago, when his parents died one after another in order to protect him, and his homeland was ravaged by the army of dragon lances, Constantine felt a fever in his chest, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his hands clenched into fists.

"But my current identity is a magician and a priest, and participating as a swordsman will attract unnecessary attention, and I believe that the Pope does not want to see this. Calming down his breathing, which had become rapid from excitement, Constantine said calmly.

He didn't want his identity to be exposed to the world as the son of the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Azerolia, which would cause quite a lot of trouble.

"Don't you still have the identity of a bounty hunter, and since you have made up your mind to learn arcane arts with my old man, this secret identity will not be needed. Joey said lazily, "How to do it, you little guy who has been a professional killer should know it." ”

Constantine recalled what Karena had said before leaving, and smiled wryly, "I understand, but in this way, I have the feeling that the clown on the stage is about to perform on stage." ”

"It's a pity that no one would have thought that you, the clown, would become the biggest dark horse in the history of the Imperial Knight Competition. ”

Thinking of the iron-blue faces that might be revealed by the large group of genius knights in the Paladin Academy, the old mage felt in a good mood for no reason, and said with a smile, "Although your level in arcane arts is really flattering, but swordsmanship should still be better than most people, it would be better if you could beat up that little white face that seduced my granddaughter, and it would not be in vain for my old man's teaching to you." ”

Olympia City West, Palatine College.

As the Empire's top knightly academy, it has produced countless outstanding generals, knights and strategists for the Empire for hundreds of years, according to historians, since the year 240 of the Holy Calendar, more than seventy percent of the Empire's high-ranking officers have been born in this academy, which is even more than the famous Nibelungen Army Academy of the Dragonlance Dynasty.

Even the Holy Imperial Family had an unwritten rule that all male royals must attend the Palatine Academy before reaching adulthood.

Looking at the entire empire, only the Palatine Academy has the absolute qualifications and background to hold this grand event.

Every year, the Imperial Martial Arts Conference will cause a frenzy throughout the Holy Empire, and in just a few days, young warriors from all parts of the empire have gathered in the city of Olipia.

Surrounded by high limestone walls, the classical-era entrance design makes the college look more like a temple without fireworks, and tall stone pillars support the wide and grand dome of the college entrance.

The bronze door is adorned with diamond-shaped magical gems and crystals, and the golden verses adorn the edge of the bronze door.

In a surging crowd, young warriors from all the counties and provinces of the empire gazed at the interior of the empire's oldest academy with curious and slightly awe-struck looks.

Tall military tents were erected in the open space inside the academy, which served as registration points for martial arts tournaments.

Outside the tent, the faculty teacher in charge of registration held a paper to register and explained the rules of the martial arts competition.

The competition system of the martial arts competition includes the selection competition, the preliminary round, the semi-finals and the finals, and the selection competition will select 12 martial artists from all the applicants to participate in the preliminary round according to the one-time elimination system.

The preliminary round adopts a point system, and the five judges will score the twelve martial artists participating in the competition according to the results of the competition, and the top four in the standings will enter the semi-finals.

The rules are not complicated, and for the vast majority of contestants, the selection competition is undoubtedly the longest and most crucial competition, and it is not easy to stand out from the hundreds of contestants and become twelve candidates for the preliminary round.

However, the audience gathered were the best young martial arts powerhouses from all counties and provinces of the empire, and youth was accompanied by vigor, and they were never afraid of challenges, but more excitement and anticipation.

The crowd was clearly divided, and the young swordsmen of the various counties stood together and mingled with each other, and although they came from all over the world, the knights' desire for friendship never faded, even if it came from rivals.

Another group of knights in white knights' uniforms and blue capes stood far away, looking at the contestants from various counties with a little pity and disdain.

The knights of the Palatine Academy didn't seem to take this extravagant event to heart, which was incomparably lofty in the eyes of all the knights of the entire Holy Empire, their demeanor was indifferent, and they kept just the right distance from the outsiders in the field, showing their unique status and status, and they were extremely arrogant.

The Academy's long and illustrious history has given them a strong sense of self-confidence, and what underpins this pride and confidence is the indestructible record of the Palatine Academy, which has never been able to reach the semi-finals of the Imperial Martial Arts Conference, and the final battle is fought between the Palatine Academy's own cadets.

For them, this so-called martial arts conference, which was expected by the Holy Empire, was no different from an ordinary exam within the academy.

"This group of hillbillies from other provinces really don't know how thick the sky is, no matter how many they come, they are not beaten back by us in the end. Seeing the delivery from the opposite side, full of fiery warlike eyes, in the crowd, a Paladin student couldn't help but taunt.

This student has a handsome face and a lofty instrument, but there is a hint of anger between his eyebrows from time to time.

"Don't be careless, Gawain, some of them are not easy to deal with. The other knight standing beside him said, but his expression was relaxed, "Of course, whoever wins the championship will be the glory to the great Paladin." ”

"Winner. Gawain chewed on this word, his eyes suddenly became indifferent, he involuntarily looked at the surrounded figure behind him, and said in a strange and mocking tone: "There is no doubt that the champion will be in the pocket of our student council president, Lord Roland, isn't it? ”

Hearing the disgust in his tone, Metternich smiled bitterly, he knew that the festival between his friends and the chairman was not very close to the chairman in daily life, but he also had to admit that, at least in their term, Roland Austen was undoubtedly the undisputed king, the most dazzling presence in the Palatine Academy.

But it was this dazzle that made Gawain very unpleasant, and the feud between them has existed and grown since they entered school three years ago.

Roland was born as a commoner, and Gawain bears one of the oldest surnames in the entire city of Olympia, with a prominent family background, coupled with outstanding martial arts talent and appearance, if nothing else, Gawain will be the most eye-catching person in this class of knight students.

It's a pity that the appearance of Roland changed everything, and in every internal competition of the academy and all the examination links, Roland won the first place, and won the key position of the president of the student union, which has always been held by the aristocratic students.