Daemon followed the old knight into the tent that had just been set up.

Damon said with a sad face: "Sir, where are we going to find the remaining five people, I don't have any friends, and none of the brothers of the Golden Regiment are knights. ”

"Let it be, boy, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and now you have to deal with the jousting competition first. If no one wants to fight for you, you'll be captured and tortured to death by that girl. The old knight took a sip of wine and said.

Damon: "... ”

As the two spoke, there was a sound of a shield striking at the tent door.

"Boy, someone is going to challenge you, remember not to bring crimson, everyone wants it, if you lose, I can't afford it" The old knight continued to drink a little wine calmly.

Dimon nodded and walked out of the tent, where a fat knight stood, and after giving each other their names and family backgrounds, the two of them walked towards the jousting arena.

This fat knight is from the Xavier family and is a member of the White Wolf Knights, and Damon never expected to meet the members of the two major knight families in the mouth of the old knight when he participated in the competition for the first time, and secretly complained in his heart.

The old knight led Thunder and his own horse to the jousting arena, and Daemon turned on his horse with the help of the old knight (the weight of this armor is no joke). But instead of handing him a ten-foot-long jousting spear, the old knight gave him a twelve-foot practice spear, and saw the old knight say something in Damon's ear, and then motioned for Daemon to play.

The two riders were separated by a railing, one on the left and one on the right, and the one who was stabbed off the horse first was negative, and these old knights had already told Dimon dozens of times.

The two of them made a knightly salute on their horses, and Fat Xavier looked at the practice spear in Damon's hand in surprise, and wanted to say something and then held back.

With a trumpet, Daemon clipped his spear under his arm, and the tip of the spear sprinted towards Xavier, who did the same on the other side.

The tip of Damon's spear was the first to touch Xavier's shield, and the practice spear in Damon's hand burst instantly, because Damon's spear was two feet longer than Xavier, but the whole spear was made of wood, so this time it only made Xavier's body shake and the spear brushed Damon's shield.

After the restart, the old knight threw Daemon another practice spear, and this time Xavier did not learn the lesson of the previous round and replaced it with a ten-foot mounted spear.

The sound of the "snap" cavalry gun breaking resounded in the sky, and the two stabbed each other almost at the same time, the difference was that Xavier was blocked by Damon's shield, and Damon raised a little when the cavalry was about to touch Xavier, Xavier knight didn't react at once The shoulder armor was hit by a spear, and the huge thrust instantly made the fat knight fly out of the horse, and this game Dimon won.

On another field, the old knight's competition also began, as a regular visitor to the tournament field, his various combat skills are incomparable to these half-pulled knights and pampered nobles. He didn't even pull down his face armor and knocked his opponent off the horse in just one round. Then the old knight defiantly motioned to the knights and nobles in the crowd to bang on his shield.

Young and hot-blooded knights and noble young masters could not withstand such provocations, especially the provocations of an old man with a white beard.

It wasn't long before the old knight appeared again, this time facing Willy, the son of Count Saidus, who was dressed in gilded plate armor and a red leaf on his robe, the coat of arms of their knight of Red Limburg.

Just as Dimon was watching intently as the old knight and Willy competed, the crowd on the far right suddenly burst into exclamation, and then the crowd began to gather in that direction.

Damon's curiosity drove him into the crowd, and he didn't care to watch the old knight and Willy play.

On the field, a knight in black armor stood on horseback, while his opponent lay on the ground twitching, a piece of wood stuck in his neck, and blood gushed from the wound on his neck. Daemon recognized the lovely knight on the ground, a subordinate of Count Saidus, whom Daemon had seen in the main hall.

"The winner is Sir Ethan Tucker from Phillinburg," the referee's voice did not fluctuate, as if he was used to this kind of scene.

At this time, Esantak, who was on horseback, seemed to spot Daemon in the crowd, and pointed the spear in his hand at Damon.

The two looked at each other, and although they were through the armor, Daemon could still see the disdain and arrogance in his eyes.

"The winner is from Jerodikar in River Valley Town". The old knight also split the winner, and he easily defeated the young Willy.

The name Gerodikar rang in the field all afternoon, and the interest of all the challengers shifted from Damon's crimson to the old knight, and every knight and nobleman wanted to defeat the knight in front of him, who had never heard the name before, and even a few nobles even opened a bet of up to 3,000 crowns for who could defeat Geraldikar.

Dimon couldn't help but think that if he played a wave with the old knight, he would not only become famous, but also get a lot of crowns.

"You're with this old man, aren't you?", a feminine voice behind him interrupted Damon's fantasy, and Dimon looked back to see Kate Feng, the handsome young man who had hit him in the armor shop that day, standing behind him, with a malicious smile on his face.

Dimon nodded at her. Seeing him nodding, Kate said to Damon, "I only want that golden armor from Willy Side, but it has already lost to your companion, so I can only choose to defeat you and use your sword and armor to make a deal with your companion." After saying that, Kate ignored the fact that Daemon was stunned by her strange reasons, and walked straight to Damon's tent outside the field. Dimon watched helplessly as he walked to the door of his tent and knocked on his shield with the flame rose.