His Majesty is not betting heavily on Renault because he wants to get some money back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info 10 million gold coins may be a lot, but for the ruler of the Oro Continent, it is simply a drop in the penny.

He was sending a friendly signal that had been going on since he met Renault.

Including what happened on the night of the bonfire that day, if other nobles dared to treat the heir of the king like this, I am afraid that they will be ruthlessly suppressed, and they don't even know how to die.

Renaud also knew it in his heart, but he never understood why the king was so courting him, even in front of thousands of nobles.

The game on the field has already begun, and Oba is in full gear this time around, and it is clear that he is taking this fight very seriously. And Harris, who was like a hill on the other side, spewed like an angry bull.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, the two horses bowed their heads and galloped, and after a few breaths, the two finally met in the midfield.

Bang -

Without any fancy moves, the two chose the most direct and ferocious frontal attack at the same time.

The wooden spear shattered, like a broom that exploded into a flower, and the powerful power was transmitted to the horse's back through the bodies of the two of them, and the strong war horse could not withstand the sudden force, and after two miserable neighs, it fell to the ground with a bang, and it seemed that even the legs were broken.

Oh -

The nobles exclaimed, they had never seen such a powerful duel, and they couldn't even withstand the war horses.

Oba and Harry flipped off their horses at the same time, threw away the broken wooden spear, and drew the weapon from their waists.

According to tradition, if no one voluntarily concedes defeat, they will have a life-and-death duel next.

Oba gasped, and just now he received a powerful blow to his chest, which made his blood churn, and blood hung from the corners of his mouth. He clutched the three-edged bayonet in his hand tightly and watched Harris's every move. His weapons are at an extreme disadvantage, and the opponent's tall stature and the characteristic sword he wields make him look like a lamb to the slaughter.

The smell of blood fueled Harris's ferocity, and he threw away his helmet, revealing his ugly wolf face and scarlet eyes.

Oba also took off his helmet, and even his armor was thrown away by him. In such a head-to-head battle, you can't win by strength, you can only rely on flexible tactics.

Whew-

Harris's sword flew quickly, his movements were not as sluggish as one might think, but much more agile than the average person, and the heavy armor could not burden him in any way.

Oba complained in his heart, the opponent's long sword was like an impenetrable curtain, and the field was very empty, so he didn't have much room to turn, and he was almost always at a defensive disadvantage.

"Can I use any weapons?"

Renault didn't know the rules very well, so he turned to Mia.

"As long as it's on the knight. Mia clenched her fists and looked nervously at the two in the field, hoping that Oba would kick the big man to the ground, but it was unlikely.

"Then I'm relieved. ”

"He's going to lose, don't worry. Mia asked, puzzled.

"You've lived in Black Iron Town for so long, don't you know about the Black Iron Army?"

Mia was stunned, as if she had suddenly woken up. Yes, she knows the power of the Black Iron Army, and the weapon must be equipped with more than a bayonet, as well as the kind of pistol that can kill people dozens of meters away, and a grenade that can kill a lot of people.

But does Renault really plan to let him use it now, you must know that the nobles of the entire Olo Continent are watching, and he is not afraid that the secrets of the Black Iron Army will be exposed?

Or does he already have the confidence that he is not afraid of being exposed?

Although she was puzzled, Mia's expression relaxed a lot, and she was not as nervous as she was just now, just like Oba was constantly retreating at this time, just accumulating strength for the victory on the horse.

Her and Renault's expressions have always fallen in the eyes of His Majesty, and the king knows the most about this youngest daughter, and nothing can be hidden in his heart. If she is not nervous, it shows that she has absolute confidence in Oba.

The king looked at Mario again, and saw that he was also an old god, so he was even more sure of his conjecture.

So he's very much looking forward to the moment when Oba is pushed into the corner to see what he can do to turn the situation around.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The lords of the North chanted in unison, and this was the most powerful in the history of the North. In previous competitions, they had always lost to the fierce knights from the western prairie, but this year, the balance of victory seemed to be tilting in their favor.

Oba gritted his teeth, and two steps back, he was about to retreat into the herd, and this was his best chance to launch a surprise attack. The chaotic war horse was able to block most people's view, allowing him to calmly draw his pistol and end this hard-fought battle.

Aang -

A warhorse was struck by Harris's sword, almost breaking it in two, and its entrails and blood scattered to the ground with a thud.

Oba quickly drilled through the belly of a horse, and took advantage of the cover of several warhorses around him to draw his pistol.

Bang -

A loud noise resounded through the sky, and the frightened surrounding horses ran wildly and rushed into the chaotic crowd.

The bullet hit Harris in the throat accurately, but he didn't fall right away. He touched his bloody neck in disbelief, and he wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound.

The nobles in the stands did not know what was happening, and when the horses ran away, they were shocked to find Harris standing there motionless.

"Harris, kill that!"

The lords of the North were still screaming, and only Yale's heart sank.

He was all too familiar with the sound that one of his guards had died in the street that day.

"Harris, admit defeat!"

Yale's voice stunned everyone, they didn't know why this always arrogant lord suddenly made Harris admit defeat.

Obviously, he still has the advantage now, as long as he makes a few more ruthless moves, he can cut that.

Harris struggled to turn back, and only then did people notice that his neck and chest were covered in blood.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

Many people couldn't calm down, what had just happened in the herd, what was the noise, was it magic, and it could have hit a ferocious and incomparable werewolf so hard.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Harris's eyes turned completely red, and he couldn't make a sound, but Oba could still see what he was trying to say through the shape of his mouth.

He threw away his sword, and several of them ripped off the armor from his body, revealing his furry body and a tail on his ass.

Oh my God, what the hell is he?

The nobles could no longer be calm, to say that Harris, who had won more than a dozen games in a row just now, was a hero in their eyes, and now everyone thought he was a monster.

The combination of man and wolf can only be described as a monster, and Yale, the great lord of the north, actually created such a terrible thing.

Woohoo -

Harris's nails turned into sharp claws, and he hunched over and kicked the ground hard, pounced like a ferocious wolf, and the speed was so fast that it was smacking.

Fearing that would die under his claws, the nobles all broke out in a cold sweat for Oba at the same time. (To be continued.) )