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Luke licked the blood from the axe with satisfaction: "Hahaha, it's comfortable, it can be more comfortable!"

The blade of the axe is like frost, and almost the cold light alone can dazzle the other party's eyes.

Dante, however, did not back down, and stepped forward with his shield, struggling to support one blow after another.

Although Dante was obsessed and heroic, the wheel speed Rooker was still several points faster, and Dante was already full of colors in less than three moves.

"What a man!" Cesar couldn't help but cheer when he saw Dante's perseverance.

"What then! He looks like he's about to be hacked to death!" Vic looked anxious.

"Then let's go and save him. Cesar said faintly, as if there was still a hint of a smile.

"What? Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked in the ass and flew away.

At this time, Rook fought really hard, and his tricks were wide open and closed, but he didn't expect that a person suddenly flew out from behind, and seeing that he couldn't get it, he had to reluctantly withdraw his remaining strength, and he resisted with one hand, and his movements were suffocated.

Just this chokehold, enough, Dante seized the opportunity, his shield raised, and slammed into Rook's jaw.

Rook was startled, and hurriedly raised his axe to return to the grid, but Dante was halfway to the side, and the shield was slightly adjusted, and then turned into a collision, knocking Rook into a flying out.

Before Rook could stand up, Cesar clashed, his iron fist slamming straight into the bridge of his nose.

This time, Rook did not dodge at all, holding the idea of losing both, and directly swung his double axe, and he was about to cut Cesar's arm in two.

Cesar frowned: "Is it really a madman?", and retreated extremely quickly, but the crazy Ruke did not stop, and the double axe followed closely with a gust of wind.

Cesar had just taken two steps back, the axe had already been chased up, he rolled on the spot, took Dante's broadsword on the ground with one hand, and whipped Vic hard with the other, and Vic, who had just fallen to the ground, was swept wildly, and his raised foot just kicked the bridge of Luke's nose, and his nose bleeded for a long time.

If Cesar goes all out, he will naturally be able to defeat Rook easily, but since he is on the territory of the Nord rebels, he never wants to be the first bird, so the safest way is to use his strength!

Cesar handed Vic the broadsword in his hand and said in a rough voice, "Boss, it's time to clean him up!

Vic was stunned: "What... ?How... How do you clean it up?"

"Of course it is—cut to death!" Cesar quietly lifted him by the waist and slammed his might, and he flew away involuntarily, the broadsword in his hand fluttering wildly in his panic and swinging at Luke.

This kind of trick can help Luke, swinging the axe in his hand, ready to cut Vic with his sword!

Halfway through the journey, he choked and was blocked by Dante's shield when he arrived, and Cesar shouted, "Shoulder to shoulder!"

Cesar didn't want to show his skills, so he grabbed and fought like a monkey one after another, and his movements were completely like ruffians fighting in groups, without any tricks at all, but he secretly combined the techniques of grappling and grappling, attracting Luke's attention as much as possible, and Luke danced the axe densely, both defending and attacking, but he failed to hurt him in the slightest.

Coupled with Dante's shield cover and Vic's indiscriminate swinging of a few swords, after a few moves, Rook was already irritable.

In the eyes of the audience, it was Dante who covered Vic and constantly attacked Rook, and Cesar was just a trick to cheer on the side.

Since there are so many monkeys jumping around, let's pick the one who jumps the most first!

Rook's double axe swept wildly, forcing the three of them back, and then slashed at Cesar with all his might!

Cesar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because here's the opportunity!

Cesar shrank back, dodging the split, deliberately buying a flaw that caused Rook to catch up.

Rook, who was attacking with all his might, only had the prey in front of him, and he couldn't take care of his sides at all.

It's time!

Cesar reached out with one hand, wrapped his axe around it, and then slammed his shoulders and pushed Vic, who hurried over, from behind.

The axe is entangled, and the empty door is exposed!

Vic was swept away, and the broadsword in his hand was plunged directly into Rook's chest!

Rook looked at the sword in disbelief, and the warm blood began to spray Vic's hand.

I..... Killed?

Vic is kind by nature, not to mention people, and he has never even killed chickens, and this blood made him inexplicably shocked.

He raised his head and looked blankly at Cesar, as if asking for help.

Cesar, on the other hand, only gave him a firm look in return.

He clearly felt that some power lurking in the blood of his military family was slowly awakening.

Those bandits who are on the road to Nord and rob in the road.

The inhumane massacres.

The guards who tried to cover him were all killed in the end.

That's right! Isn't this madman who can only kill people exactly like those bandits!

In that case, what about killing him!?

Kill!

"Ahh

Vic shouted for a long time, until Rook's hand hung limply, and thunder rang out all around.

Thank you, my hero, for saving dozens of lives and God will bless you. Lesven had arrived at the venue and slowly helped Vic up.

Vic came to his senses and found that the remaining forty or so people in the room were all looking at him with admiration, and many were still whistling to celebrate his victory.

Shivana stepped forward and announced, "Congratulations! All the remaining personnel will be members of the Goddess Guard! Vic Gondor, because of his bravery, has been appointed captain of Valkyrie, and Elather Slenger and Dante Bell are vice-captains! Do you have any objections?"

The bravery of the three had already conquered the rest of the contestants, and they all agreed and congratulated, and Shivana nodded and said, "Then the ordination ceremony will begin on the spot, three warriors, please kneel on one knee, and please come forward." ”

Lethween slowly paced forward, his eyes fixed on the man on his left named Erather Slenger.

It's him, the only chance!

Then give it a go!

"By God's command! From now on, Vic Gondor is appointed Captain Valkyrie, and Erather Slenger and Dante Bell are Vice-Captains of Valkyrie. ”

Lesven slowly put his right hand on Vic's forehead as a blessing: "May God bless you, etc." ”

But at the same time, he stretched out his left hand very slightly, pinched it into a sword finger, and tapped a little on Erather's shoulder.

Shivana had been behind his right side, and from this angle, it was impossible to see this subtle movement in any way.

Erather's body moved slightly.

Very well, it seems that he is a smart man.

"The safety of the Order will depend on you in the future!" Lesven added, smiling, as if he didn't care.

The sword is placed on the shoulder, which is the ritual of the lord's canonization of knights.

Valkyrie belonged to the Goddess's Guard, and Valkyrie belonged to the Order, so there was nothing wrong with that.

But the connection is an intentional action, and the emphasis is on the Order, not the Valkyrie.

Then the ultimate meaning becomes obvious - allegiance to me!

Not the military, not the Valkyries, not Perel!

It was the spiritual leader of the Order, the Prophet Leswen!

Cesar, of course, understood what he was trying to convey, so as soon as Lethween's words fell, Cesar took the lead and replied loudly: "Yes, Lord Prophet!"

Leswen smiled, and the first piece that had been turned over was finally firmly grasped by him. Satisfied, he turned around and left the arena.

Looking at the distant figure, Cesar understood better than anyone - the muddy waters of Nord had become an undercurrent!

In Perel's mansion, a small table covered with a white tablecloth is set up in the garden, and the aroma of fine wine and steak weaves a particularly enticing taste in the air.

But Tolia's knife and fork did not fall, and she seemed to be in a daze, her pupils lost focus, and she flicked the napkin on the table with her fingers.

Everything that had happened in the past few days had come so suddenly, so suddenly that it would take her a while to chew and digest it slowly.

But like all children who have eaten too much, such overloaded digestion is often accompanied by extremely obvious negative effects.

For a child who is overfed, it is just a stomachache, but for Toria, this overload of information brings indescribable depression and unease.

Perel was keenly aware of her strangeness, and asked with a smile, "Is it because of the Valkyrie?"

Tolia was still in a trance, almost subconsciously nodded, and it took a while to come to her senses, and she quickly distinguished: "No。。。。。 No..... I'm also happy to fight for the weak, but。。。。。。 But "

Toria's heart was a mess, and her eyes were fixed on Perel's, as if she wanted to find a little support for her heart, but she found that it was like a richly decorated mirror, and there was nothing but a reflection of her panicked self.

"But I'm sorry I can't tell。。。。。。 Tolia lowered her head and continued to think.

The earth-shattering cheers came from the arena in the distance, startling Tolia as she brood.

"Over there, what's going on?" asked Tolia, looking in the direction of the arena, worried.

Perel seemed to be in a very good mood today, he smiled and said casually: "It may be which big hero in the game is showing his strength." ”

"Isn't it possible that many people will be injured or die in the fight?" This made Toria even more worried.

Perel poured Tolia a full glass of red wine and was noncommittal: "Some sacrifices are necessary. ”

Tolia trembled slightly, as if the softest part of her heart had been touched. The indescribable depression in my heart seems to have opened a small gap, and my emotions are like a raging flood, and I immediately burst out of the embankment.

She looked down at the blood-red liquid slowly filling the tall silver cup in front of her, thought for a long time, then looked up and removed the glass, allowing the red wine to splash a shocking stain of blood on the white tablecloth.

Perel looked at her suspiciously, it was too sudden, the bottle in his hand was still tilted, and the overflowing red wine continued to draw more teeth and claws on the white cloth.

"I don't like you like that. Torya raised her head again, and there seemed to be a faint tear in the corner of her eye: "But... But I like you! Oh no! I must be crazy, or at least I think I'm going crazy. ”

Perel was also confused by this, and called her name in a low voice: "Tolia, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Toria stood up and shook her head, "No, it's nothing. It's just that some things have been held in my heart for too long. I need to say it to feel better. ”