The king's voice fell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The chamber was silent, except for the crackling of the brazier and the unequal pace of breathing.

At that moment, almost everyone was shocked by the king's decision.

The silence lasted for five seconds.

Until a young male voice sounded weakly:

"What?"

Everyone's eyes swept to the stunned Prince of the Stars, Tyles Bright Star, who was standing aside.

Among them was King Nunn's meaningful look.

Putile, who was behind him, coughed, and the stunned Tails reacted at this time, and he pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, revealing an "sorry" smile.

But at this time, no one cares about the gaffe of the alien prince.

"Your Majesty," the tall Grand Duke Ronnie stood up abruptly, and said the words that most people were thinking at this time, "must reconsider your decision, it is not just about your family's revenge, but about the future of the entire Exeter!"

The members of the Council beside the King looked panicked, and the official behind him, Lord Mielke, changed his face several times, and he tried to say something in King Nunn's ear, but the latter just waved his hand casually, and the words of the retainer and Mielke were blocked in his throat.

"It was my decision. The king whispered to his close men.

At that moment, Tails suddenly felt that the old figure of King Nunn coincided with the sturdy figure in the Fuxing Palace.

Tails noticed that only two of the people in the audience had their expressions unchanged: the leader of the White Blade Guard, the Starfaller, was still expressionless, and the owner of the Dark Room, the Red Witch Kassan, was still smiling kindly and kindly.

As for the presiding priest of the Temple of the Bright Moon, Jewell Holm, Tails couldn't see her face behind the veil at all.

"How old is King Nunn?" Tails turned his head and whispered to Putirai behind him.

"Sixty-nine, if I'm not mistaken," replied the Marquis of Sleis Bermuda, who was beside Putirai, and saw that the guest of Commas also frowned deeply, and looked worried, "And the Grand Duke of Puffet has just turned thirty-three this year, and is in the prime of life—damn it, our mineral contract has just been signed." ”

"The situation has developed beyond imagination, vigilance, Your Highness," the thin Vice-Ambassador's expression of the star kept changing: "If King Nunn insists on a duel......"

Tails nodded with an ugly face, he knew what Putile meant.

If King Nunn dies here.

The peaceful tacit understanding between Bright Star and Walton will lose its most important fulcrum.

And in Dragon City, in Exter, he, the prince of the stars, will become isolated.

And the attitude of the Grand Dukes towards him......

Not to mention, the Grand Duke of Puffett, who seemed to hate him...... Tails gritted his teeth.

The next moment, King Nunn stepped out of his seat and paced slowly forward, smiling at the Grand Dukes.

"What's the matter, noble and proud Ronnie," King Nunn's old but majestic voice echoed throughout the hall, "Are you worried that I, an old bone, will not be able to defeat the young man?"

The long-haired Grand Duke Ronnie was silent, but his slightly swaying head said it all.

"I can't say that his words are unreasonable, Your Majesty," the Archduke Trudida rubbed his right hand with a gloomy expression, and he glanced at the still shocked Archduke Puffett: "It's one thing to rob a woman with a young man, and to fight to the death in a dueling arena ......"

"Do you know your age, Your Majesty?" said Archduke Auretheus, more directly: "Even if you directly order him to be taken in, it will be a hundred times better than what you have done now...... Do you know the consequences of doing this......"

"That's the consequences!"

Nunn raised his voice sharply and shouted angrily under the eyes of the full hall: "This is the inevitable consequence when the Walton family is violated!"

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

Bad.

Tails watched their interaction worriedly: Nunn VII, already dominated by hatred and impulse?

The old king's angry eyes swept over the three archdukes: "You know, if you provoke the Dragonlance family, you will have to pay the price - willing to gamble everything for revenge, Walton is such an existence. ”

The three Grand Dukes were speechless for a moment, their faces changed, and they all turned their heads in the king's compelling gaze and stopped talking.

Like a lion in a lion pack, a lioness bows her head to the lion to show submission.

Wrong.

Tails had some realization, and he secretly thought: this is not just a revenge for losing his mind.

This is a warning.

From the King, from Longxiao City, from Walton.

"Haha," sat farther away, the eldest Grand Duke of Leco smirked awkwardly, "Our king likes to joke, doesn't he......"

King Nunn turned his head and glanced at him.

Archduke Leco's smile froze unconsciously on his face.

"Jokes?"

King Nunn snorted lightly and slowly walked up to Pefit, his eyes burning with infinite flames, "Tell me, Conkley Pefit, I look like I'm joking?"

Everyone looked at the challenged Archduke Poffett.

"You, are you really crazy, duel?" said the young Grand Duke, with a look of disbelief on his face, his lips trembling, looking at King Nunn's aging form, "for...... Even his own net worth ...... life"

But King Nunn quickly interrupted him.

"Then why are you so surprised?" said the old king, "this is your best chance - kill me, and you will not have to face all this, and all charges will be gone." ”

Pefit was shocked and raised her head to look directly at King Nunn.

"Of course," Nunn sneered, her eyes full of hatred, "You can also admit defeat at the beginning of the duel and then admit your guilt." ”

Without waiting for Piffet to respond, the king turned and looked at the remaining four archdukes.

"And isn't that what you most desire?" King Nunn was like an angry dragon, and he only heard him cry out, "If I die here......

The expressions of several grand dukes paused.

"You can save yourself all those overt and covert means, won't you?"

King Nunn looked around the audience and laughed, "And Exeter is in ......a hurry to hold another king-electing meeting, perhaps in a hurry."

"But you have the opportunity to ascend the throne and command the whole country," the old king narrowed slightly, "Isn't it just around the corner?"

None of the Grand Dukes spoke, and almost everyone remained motionless, except for their breathing.

"Of course, you are the king," Grand Duke Ronnie sighed, "your choice." ”

King Nunn responded with a loud laugh, then turned to look at the priest of the Temple of the Bright Moon:

"Hom Priest?"

The celebrant under the veil nodded slightly, and saw her arms raised with great solemnity, her left hand holding her right elbow, and her right hand palming up, as if holding a plate.

The priest of Hom closed his eyes and lowered his head.

Everyone closed their mouths and watched the priest's movements solemnly.

At this moment, a strange tinnitus rang in Tails' ears.

Tails was shocked.

He'd felt that before.

It was in the Hall of the Stars, in front of the Priest of the Sunset Temple, before the bloodline ceremony.

But this time it felt much better, at least, he didn't react as violently as last time.

Don't...... Will prayers and rituals related to the gods have an effect on him?

But just when he maintained his apparent calmness and secretly rejoiced, in the faint sound of tinnitus......

"I'm looking at you. ”

Tails jerked his head up.

But all I saw was the empty ceiling.

What the?

He turned his head in surprise and looked around, only to see that the whole audience was solemnly waiting for the end of the ceremony of the main priest.

Behind him, Putile and Slay also looked solemn.

No one spoke.

That's just ...... Tails rubbed his head suspiciously, looked around, and to no avail, he could only blow helplessly.

Well, tinnitus is a disease that has to be cured......

"I warned you. ”

Tails was full of excitement, and subconsciously turned his head again, looking around nervously.

Not again!

Who?

Who is it?

That's right.

He was sure that someone was talking to him—like whispering in his ear.

Tails couldn't remember the characteristics of the voice, but the words were crystal clear!

Don't...... Tails nervously thought, "Is it yodel?" Is it the invisible masked guard?

No.

The voice...... It's not the same as Yodel's hoarse voice!

Tails was a little panicked.

After making sure that no one was speaking, he looked at the Celestial Moon Temple Priest with his eyes closed in disbelief.

No way?

Tails' actions attract the attention of others, and Srice casts a curious glance at him, while Putile stares at him with a frown, as if to reproach him for his gaffe.

Tails, who came back to his senses, was shocked, quickly turned around, and stood solemnly.

Eventually, the strange tinnitus disappeared.

But the doubts and panic in Tails' heart can only keep rising.

"Haoyue has already responded," Hom opened his eyes, and there was no fluctuation in his clear eyes: "The gods are not opposed. ”

In the hall, many people sighed, but the Grand Duke remained silent.

"In that case, a duel is imperative," said the priest in a deep voice, "and I will bear witness on behalf of God." ”

No one has any more objections.

The old king looked satisfied, and his gaze returned to his opponent.

In silence, Grand Duke Piffet gradually calmed down his emotions and eased his rapid breathing.

Then, he looked at King Nunn with a strange color in his eyes.

"Haha...... Very good," the young Grand Duke smiled strangely, "You said it too, didn't you?"

"Duel in the name of the king ......"

"I can't, and I don't have the right to refuse. ”

Piffet raised her head and showed a gloomy gaze: "So what are we waiting for?"

King Nunn smiled, his eyes shining.

But Tails was in turmoil at this time.

I'm looking at you.

I warned you.

What does that mean?

Tails forced his thoughts down to think about the anomaly he had just heard.

He shook his head, as if that would throw the words out of his head.

He's had enough troubles, he has to come one by one.

Tails looked up and watched in amazement as the White-Bladed Guards descended in person, removing the heavy long table in the center of the hall, and the crowd retreated and dispersed, leaving enough room for the duel.

As the crowd retreated to a brazier, Tails realized that the edge of the wall of the Oval Chamber was five or six steps, and in the center was an open space.

Just like the Colosseum in his previous life in a memory fragment - Tails suddenly felt a movement in his heart: Could it be that this council chamber in Valhalla was originally prepared for duels?

"I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky," Putile exhaled through his nose and said with emotion, "Your first visit to Exeter is a rare duel on the sidelines." ”

Tails showed a not-so-good-looking smile: "Does the king have to go down himself?"

"Duels in the Age of Empires, according to the rules, can seek proxies," Putileh whispered, "but this is the Northland, the Northland after the collapse of the Empire - the duel must be faced in person, even if it is the honor of the king." ”

"Although I have heard of the duel customs in the Northlands," the Marquis of Sleith beside them sighed, "I am also witnessing it for the first time. God, a seventy-year-old king versus a thirty-year-old archduke, whatever the outcome, when I go back, that's enough to talk about it for a whole year. ”

"Duels don't take place often, doesn't the Elect for Kings end in duels?, doesn't every Grand Duke who aspires to be a king have to be prepared for a duel?" Tails continued.

"The duel at the election meeting is limited to when the number of votes is the same and it is difficult to choose, and that situation has not happened for a long time," Putile shook his head: "I heard that in the election meeting more than thirty years ago, Nunn VII had the support of a full six archdukes, and it was not the turn of the duel at all. ”

"I heard that the Grand Duke of Rumba in the Black Sand Territory once defeated his brother in a duel and seized the inheritance?" Watching the two people in the field take off their robes, Lord Mielke solemnly arranged the venue, and Tails asked with a bad face.

Putile nodded.

"That duel made him famous, and the fame of Charman Rumba spread throughout the country, even to the stars," said Putile's face grim: "There are few lords in Exeter who are so bloody, violent, and terrible, but who make the blood of their followers boil - and Rumba is then entrusted with the task of envoying to the stars." ”

"At the same time, it also made the other lords very afraid of him, after all, he is a terrible person who can even be a brother," Marquis Slais pouted, "This is the conclusion I came from visiting the cities of the Northlands. ”

"But this duel was also too hasty...... Are the Northlanders all insane?" Tails gritted his teeth, "Didn't he think about the consequences of failure?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came:

"In the Northland, duels are sacred rituals. ”

The Starfall Nicolai appeared beside them at some point, staring intently at the two facing each other in the hall: "It proves that you are a selfish villain who dares to hide in the army and guards, or a strong man who is willing to gamble with his life for the sake of his goal?"

Tails let out a breath and shrugged his shoulders.

In the center of the hall, King Nunn was left in a handy, tight-sleeved robe, embroidered with the coat of arms of the dragon lance in the clouds, as was Pefitt across from him, the bloodhoe emblem peeking out on his left shoulder.

"I proposed the duel," King Nunn stared at Peverett tightly, "as for the weapon, it's up to you to choose." ”

Parfit took a deep breath and paused for a few seconds.

"Giant axe. ”

The young Grand Duke raised his head and looked at King Nunn with a calm look in his eyes, "The double-faced great axe, that's it. ”

King Nunn's pupils constricted slightly.

The people in the hall erupted in a jumble of boos.

"Ha," Archduke Trudida laughed at Archduke Auretheus, "cunning boy. ”

Grand Duke Ronnie snorted disdainfully: "Coward." ”

"Greataxe, is that what I thought?" asked Tails, turning his head for a moment.

"The double-sided axe, which requires a great deal of stamina and strength, and the destructive power of the slash is amazing, and it once flourished in the war against the orcs," Nicolai said quietly, "but there are very few such bulky weapons on the battlefield these days—even the axemen of the Northland prefer the lightweight, single-edged fighting axe." ”

"Clever choice," Putirai squinted and shook his head, "He's bullying King Nunn's age." ”

Soon, weapons were delivered.

Tails looked in disbelief at the two large murder weapons that had been carried up by the guards: the heavy handles of both hands were almost half the length of a body, plus two half-moon-shaped axe blades the size of chests, reflecting a hideous metallic sheen, and the sharp blades used to stab extended from the top of the axe, all of which showed its power and terrifyingness.

Tails swallowed: the weight of this great axe was probably twice his weight.

He remembered that on the battlefield of the Broken Dragon Fortress, one of Araka's opponents had used such a great axe, even though Kingdom Fury had taken his weapon and slashed him in the face.

Pefitt rolled her eyes, glanced at King Nunn opposite, and chuckled.

He grabbed the giant axe handed by the guard with one arm and tested the weight.

Immediately, the muscles of the young Grand Duke trembled in his arms and he raised the giant axe.

With a satisfied smile, Piffett turned around and flicked the axe back and forth, the sound of the blade breaking through the air was clearly discernible.

Seems fairly relaxed.

Tails looked at his comfortable posture and was speechless.

"That's enough to choke," Piffet leaned the axe over his shoulder, and he raised his head and looked sharply at King Nunn, who was also standing in front of the weapon, "Be careful not to flash your waist, Your Majesty." ”

King Nunn paid no attention to him.

The old king simply stretched out a hand, pressed lightly on the handle of the axe, pinched it in several places, and then took a deep breath and grasped the handle of the axe with both hands.

Tails frowned.

What he thought in his heart was actually similar to what Pefitt said.

After all, King Nunn is seven ......

His thoughts were not finished yet, and in the next second, he saw the old king gritting his teeth and raising the giant axe steadily.

King Nunn even tossed his axe lightly, and the blade flipped in the air and returned to his hand with the handle attached.

Tails looked at the old and strong King Nunn, and his mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Don't bother, when I'm fighting the orcs on the battlefield," said King Nunn, like Peverett, carrying his great axe on his shoulder—it seems to be the standard axe-wielding position—let out a long breath, his eyes like a storm, "Your father is still nursing in your grandmother's arms." ”

King Nunn smiled sinisterly:

"Little brat. ”

Piffett's face darkened.

"It seems that our king's demeanor is still the same," sighed the bald Archduke Leco, "and if I had been replaced, I would have been ...... by the axe."

"Don't rejoice too soon," said Archduke Trudida, shaking his head with a strange expression, "in case our beloved king slips ...... up."

"Isn't that exactly what you want?" Archduke Ronnie unceremoniously stabbed them, "Damn the Elector." ”

Trudida turned her head to herself, mockingly.

Grand Duke Auresius straightened his beard and frowned tightly: he remembered the duel of the Black Sand Lords twelve years ago.

While Tails was still worried about "if King Nunn lost", High Priest Holm slowly walked to the center of the venue, attracting the attention of the entire hall.

Everyone's mood was tense at this moment.

The priest stood in the middle of the two men, and glanced at the two duels with the clear eyes behind the veil.

She raised her right hand and stretched out it to King Nunn.

The cold voice of the priest slowly sounded:

"In the name of blood revenge, this man launched a duel. ”

King Nunn stared coldly at his opponent.

The High Priest raised his left hand again and stretched out it to the young Pefit.

"For the sake of honor and glory, this man will respond to the duel. ”

Piffet let out a breath with a solemn expression.

"In the name of the divine goddess of the bright moon, I will bear witness on my behalf," the high priest began to slowly retreat, his posture light, and each step was accompanied by a sentence:

"The blade dances in the moonlight. ”

"The blood radiates the glory of the gods. ”

"Courage burns great life. ”

"Death is nothing but a long-lost homecoming. ”

The expressions of King Nunn and Grand Duke Puffet became serious at the same time, and both of them removed the great axes from their shoulders and held them in their hands.

King Nunn sank down, widened the distance between his hands, and pushed his left hand farther and farther away, even grasping the junction of the handle and the blade of the axe, while the Grand Duke of Pefit pulled the axe diagonally to his side, and the blade grazed his face and stopped in mid-air, assuming the most suitable position for slashing.

The two sides looked at each other with solemn faces.

Tails narrowed his eyes, reading in their eyes all the negativity that humans could have.

The High Priest slowly retreated to the edge of the field, took a deep breath, and raised his arms towards the sky, as if to say his final prayer.

The crowd's breath held their breath at that moment.

In the next second, the High Priest withdrew his arms, gently pressed his palms on his shoulders, lowered his head, and faintly spat out his last words:

"The duel begins. (To be continued.) )