056. Thorn of Faith

"Besides, the strength was so strong that even the horses turned over. All the young knights at that time looked incredulous, as if they had seen an angel appear, while the old knights laughed and laughed at my incompetence, and the shape of Bilongan was not much different from mine, but the strength of his arms was as strong as a mountain!"

"So the first is him?"

"No, it's your third uncle's sovereign (father-in-law), the Swabian Yellowman. After beating me, Bi Long An is a master in five games in a row.

And Deman's next five opponents all admit defeat, these five are his allies or subordinates, and they were supposed to rest for half a day, but some people released rumors, saying that Bi Long An was afraid, so Bi Long An went on the field with great fatigue, and finally compared two shots, no one fell off the horse, and De Man, who was waiting for work, narrowly won the championship by one point. ”

From these words, it can be heard that Carol is dissatisfied with this yellow-haired king.

In fact, during the Eastern Crusade, Deman's nickname was "The Cruel (who likes to behead captives)", and his martial prowess should not be underestimated.

But he won the championship in this way, which caused many nobles who admired Bilongan to turn their noses up at Deman.

In the Swabian kingdom, when people mock a person, they use his physical characteristics as a nickname, and some of them will deliberately say the opposite.

Deman was exactly thirty years old at the time, and he couldn't get anything to do with the kid.

So the troublemakers deliberately called him "Yellow-haired Boy Deman".

Deman is now nearly sixty years old, and the boy has been removed, but the nickname of Yellow Hair has remained, but it cannot be said in front of him.

In fact, Carol also hid a paragraph, and the nickname of Yellow Hair was that he was not convinced by Deman's approach and encouraged a group of young knights to shout, which came out later.

As the organizer, after clearly seeing the black knight kill four people in a row, Bran also wanted to meet this master in private, and even went to the opponent's camp himself before the game started.

When approaching, it gives Bran a feeling of coming from a distant foreign country.

There is also a scent.

It is not known if it was sent from the Black Knight himself.

It was very rare for the black knight to whisper in his ear as he approached the foal when he touched the horse.

"Hello, I'm ......"

Bran walked and confidently introduced his name, and the black knight was gesturing, and Bran probably understood - sending off the guest.

The people around the Black Knight were also wearing masks, and they were all black-haired. There were also a few guards with accents, but without masks, and those who didn't wear masks were from Byzantium.

Bran stopped.

His own Jack, Iron Mountain, and Carol are all there, as well as the mercenaries who guard them, are all very brave, and the atmosphere of the two factions is delicate.

But the organizers can't make themselves uncomfortable.

Bran said, "Welcome to me." ”

Albert saw Bran's behavior from a distance, and reminded Bran when he returned, "There are several of these escort warriors, and they are the same people as the young lady who escorted him on a blind date, and I am sure that this knight is a certain disciple of His Highness Ashur Clan." ”

"A child of the Purple Royal Family? No wonder so arrogant. ”

The black knight entered the tent, and his masked subordinates blocked the others from entering, leaving him alone.

The Black Knight took off his armor and wiped the sweat off his body, and if anyone else saw him, he would have been amazed at his appearance.

As for the scent that Bran smelled, it did emanate from her, and more profoundly, it was a breathtaking smell.

……

The battle for the top four on the fourth day filled the entire grassland and the periphery.

If people outside want to enter again, they can only learn from the birds to watch the battle from the sky.

Jack, who is recuperating, and Fat Baron, who is lucky, both feel that they can win.

Riding into the arena and tearing off their face armors, the two looked at each other and smiled, each saying a word in their hearts.

"Luck alone won't go long, Count."

Jack is tired of hearing about his title these days.

"You can't go by luck without luck, knight."

As a semi-official, Bran has privileges and directly gives Jack the status of a knight.

The two of them fought first, and then fought for riding.

Jack's shoulder was a little painful when he raised the gun, and the injuries he had suffered in the past two days were not light.

As long as he wins this one, the Silver Knight or the Black Knight is too powerful, and Carol lets Jack do what he can.

This one was won, and then the abstention was also second, such a grand competition, the honor was enough.

"Lord, let me win the championship and I will donate a church...... I am very honest, Holy Light bless me......"

The Fat Earl is from Central Europe and is named Becky Turner.

It is a powerful aristocrat of the Kingdom of Bavaria in northern Italy, with many forest farms and copper mines in the country.

It was also because of the pilgrimage to Rome that I came across this competition.

He also brought a few lovers with him, envying many landless knights.

"With money" to fight all over the territory, he is invincible with the neighboring territory, and he plays with confidence, but after that, he ......

It's not that it's not powerful, but the opponent is too good.

Of the four games that relied on points, two of them were bought by the opponent in advance to win.

In the middle of the game, his opponent abandoned the match, making him rank higher and higher.

The referee gave the order.

"Shhh

"Shhh

Horses' hooves galloping.

"Holy Light bless!"

"It's now!"

Nothing fancy, one trick sets the top.

The two passed by, and although the perfect "Thorn of Faith" was successfully struck, the fat earl was also hit in the chest, but he did not fall off the horse, and Jack snapped on the shoulder, it seemed that something was wrong, and it was difficult to hit again.

It's okay to play hard, but it may be easy to have problems later.

Bran said that entertainment is the mainstay, you don't have to win, even if you win, wait for those two masters, Jack also knows that he doesn't have the ability to win the championship.

Pulling back the visor, the divine sunlight was too dazzling, Jack paused for a few seconds, and was about to abstain, but his opponent took the lead.

The fat earl's chest was so painful that the tears could not stop flowing under his mask, and he could not let outsiders find out, so he immediately abstained, and quickly let the servant lead the horse away.

"Holy Light...... Wow!"

After leaving the crowd, the fat earl let out a pig cry in pain.

His lover hurried forward to take care of him.

Jack won, but he didn't look at the fat man, and the cheers around him were not because of him, but the two knights of silver and black appeared.

The black knight entered from the direction of Jack's departure, and the two horses passed by, and the invisible sense of oppression made Jack not even have the courage to raise his eyes, which was too terrifying.

Jack watched all the games of the Black Knight, and he raised his gun to the stab without hesitation, uneasiness, or weakness. Not strong enough to survive his spear.

The two knights of Silver and Black used pseudonyms, so when the people cheered for their names, there was no fluctuation in their hearts.

"Lion?"

The black knight felt the momentum exuding from Richard in the straight line ahead. Much like a heroic lion king he had seen when he was a child.

The lion was a Byzantine nobleman, captured and imprisoned in the castle.

But...... What is a lion, just a pet that can't fly into the sky.

The Silver Knight, on the other hand, felt a more fearful presence.

"What does it feel like?...... Dragon!"

Fourteen years ago, there was a red dragon that could breathe flames in the Silver Knight's territory, which was only the size of an eagle, but it was impossible for the hundred-man team to take it.

Probably at the end of its lifespan, the red dragon was later found dead in a mountain range, and the fireworks emitted by the spontaneous combustion of its body could not be extinguished by the rain, and after it was discovered, it lasted for three days.

The black knight snatched like the red dragon spreading its wings, and the huge energy surged behind him, and in Richard's eyes, the black knight, who was shorter than his height, suddenly became huge.

In a wonderful battle, everyone was full of energy, and even their breathing was extremely light.