Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 128 Final Results
Judging from the situation of the venue, it was messy, muddy, and there were broken armor and broken guns everywhere. It can be seen from this that they have been fighting for at least a whole day.

Now, at the last moment of the fight, the knight who was still on horseback was dressed in a plain adventurer's attire, with long messy black hair draped over his shoulders.

He looked not yet thirty, and fearlessly faced his opponent, slashing and charging at each other, amid the cheers of the audience and the fallen warrior.

Kearney sat calmly on the chair, crossed her hands on her knees, pressed her beautiful lips tightly, and watched intently as the two war horses collided with each other. Steel and flesh were inseparable and tangled on the ground.

"boom!"

The moment the two riders on prancing horses and holding guns collided, the two spears shattered and shattered at the same time. The crowd screamed loudly and shouted for the supporters in unison.

The knights who were about to disperse at the first touch staggered through the dust in the sky and came to the edge of the field.

They each threw away their broken lances, replaced them with a new lance handed over by their companions, reined in their horses and turned around again, preparing for the second round of charge.

The knight in golden armor and a griffin helmet, in the afterglow of the setting sun, renders him like a god coming down to earth.

The applause and cheers of countless crowds were all given to the golden griffin guard of the Kingdom of West.

I saw him shake off the snow-white cloak behind him, revealing the golden breastplate trimmed with mithril, then leaned forward, lowered his spear, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, jumped the horse with his spear, and rode forward. Ben.

Accompanied by the sound of rumbling horseshoes, his opponent felt the golden armored knight attacking like a landslide, and seemed to be startled by the momentum, turned the horse's head sharply, and started to run away.

Immediately, the audience pointed and booed again and again.

Just when the golden armored knight was about to catch up with his opponent, the knight who pretended not to be able to escape suddenly sent a precise and deadly blow back to the golden armored knight who was chasing him.

"Pretty!"

The wooden lance shattered the opponent's shield and made the opponent dizzy. The tense Princess Corni couldn't help but smile.

The young rider, wearing a griffin helmet and golden armor bearing the griffin's crest, was swept by his opponent, a half-elven rider in a black cloak, with a broken lance and a thud on the golden breastplate. Get on and knock him off his horse.

"Even the griffin guards have been defeated, the gods should die!" There was a sudden shout from the crowd.

The knight in golden armor rolled to the edge of the field in the mud, and his reddish-brown horse ran aside in shock, lowering his head and gnawing on the weeds on the mud.

When he struggled to get up from the ground, the griffin feathers adorning both sides of the helmet were broken, and there were dents left by hitting the ground.

The griffon rider, who was dizzy from the fall, stubbornly stopped his companion's support, shook his head, and reached out with difficulty to remove the severely deformed helmet, revealing his long golden hair.

Then, he walked up to the condescending half-elf rider with his helmet in his arms, smiled slightly, whispered something with his cracked and blood-stained lips, hammered his chest again, and bowed to him, then took his mount and bowed in dejection. leave the venue.

"it is finally over……"

Kearney met Brian's smiling face, stroked the hair on her forehead, and nodded to him with a delicate face, then leaned back in the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She found that watching Brian duel, though, made her tense up involuntarily.

But watching him wave the pistol in his hand calmly and confidently, launching precise and deadly attacks time after time, made her feel very pleasing to the eyes.

Moreover, in every fierce battle, he always dressed in a simple adventurer's attire, not even wearing light chain mail.

Because of this, watching him fight, seeing him riding his mount, sprinting smoothly like silk, dodging thrusts flexibly on horseback, and then completing the counterattack with precision, she thought that this It is a unique beauty.

It made her realize that there was no heavy armor to protect her body, but it gave him agility and agility for it.

Kirni couldn't help thinking, if one day she could see Brian wearing the Griffon armor of their West Kingdom, charging and killing the enemy for herself on the battlefield, it would definitely be more exciting than what was sung and described in the ballads. A story that people yearn for.

However, she also knew that this kind of thing was impossible.

Because he is a wizard, showing his gorgeous and great art to the world is what he is best at.

Moreover, she could clearly feel it.

In today's last battle with the Golden Griffin Guards, Brian showed a trace of tiredness on his face, especially after the victory, she also clearly found that the broken lance he held in his hand was trembling slightly.

It can be seen that his physical strength is almost exhausted.

After all, Brian is not like a professional knight. Even with heavy armor, he still has plenty of physical strength, enough for him to fight fiercely all day.

He is a wizard. In addition to consuming physical strength in battle, he also consumes his own spiritual power when casting spells.Therefore, under double consumption, his physical strength will naturally drain rapidly.

Thankfully, he managed to pull through.

Not only did Bryan successfully advance to the semi-finals that will start tomorrow, but his brilliant record also earned him the title of 'Tigerella Cub'.

Give everyone who jokingly called him the 'beggar prince' a slap in the face.

His quick and deadly attacks, like a horse show, defeated each opponent cleanly.

Even the five golden griffin guards of the Kingdom of West, three named Wood, Chris, and the strongest Fico just now, were all stabbed down by him one by one.

Among the three griffin guards expected by the entire kingdom, Wood is the most popular to win the championship, and Chris has won the most championships in every internal competition.

And Fico, who is the most powerful, has won glory in other kingdoms many times.

Even so, all three of them were still defeated by Brian, which allowed him to successfully win the title of 'Tigerella Cub'.

But in Kearney's opinion, Brian was not a young tiger.

In her mind, he is more like a young dragon that has not yet risen.

She firmly believed that one day, he would soar into the sky.

Just like the ballad he once said casually to himself.

Although it was difficult for her to understand the true meaning of this strange ballad, she was very clever to memorize it in full:

Live like an ant, you should have great ambitions.

Life is as thin as paper, but there is an unyielding heart.

A man was born between heaven and earth,

How can you stay under the people for a long time.

The universe is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses!
……

Kearney looked up at the dim yellow sky, and she didn't notice until then that the entire day of the competition had passed.

At the same time, with the end of the battle between Brian and the Griffin Guard, there are only four people left, ready to decide the final champion of the conference in tomorrow's battle.

They are Bryan and his deadly rival Mambaton, Andell's Wikiman and Karnas' Tien.

Barton the wolf from Niluskan, as rumored, he is very fierce in battle, and any opponent who encounters him will either die or be maimed.

If her father hadn't warned the wolf repeatedly that he would forcefully drive him out of the arena if he dared to intentionally hurt someone's life, I am afraid that every one of his opponents would become his dead souls.

This also led to the fact that almost no girl of her size or timid noble ladies were willing to watch the battles of Mengbaton.

Moreover, in the last battle, a girl sitting near her was so frightened that Mengbaton brutally and violently killed a mount, crying loudly.

Perhaps it was because in the first battle, Mambaton wanted to kill the Tegrila knight, but was successfully stopped by Brian, and then counter-killed a fighter on the other side.

When Kearni watched the game at this time, she was able to maintain a calm posture as always in the face of various knights falling off the horse or Mengbaton's fierce attack on the opponent.

She even felt her father's expression of nodding in secret satisfaction when he turned his head and noticed her calm demeanor.

In Kearney's view, the reason why she was able to maintain such calmness was not only her boldness, but also the demeanor she should have as a royal family. .

"Big stupid bear, I just like the way you grit your teeth at me, but you are helpless."

Whenever Mambaton came out on a tall horse, Kearney could not help recalling the words Bryan said to him, which made her laugh as always.

Because this evil wolf from Niluskan really looks a bit like a bear.

Although the performances of Andel's Wikiman and Callas' Tien were not as dazzling as Brian and Mambaton, they naturally had their own advantages in being able to persist until the end.

Like Andair's Prince Wikiman, Kearni can feel that every time the opponent meets a difficult opponent, there will always be a vague dark energy bursting out from his lance, which makes her very disgusted.

Moreover, the prince's mount seemed to have a trace of purgatory blood. When running at full speed, in addition to the dust raised, there was also a trace of pungent smoke.

With her keen sense of smell, she also smelled a faint smell of sulfur.

As for another paladin prince from Karnas.

To Kearney's surprise, as the prince won battles again and again, his sacred aura that should have been weakening slowly began to turn around.

This made her realize that every victory the paladin prince gained in battles allowed him to gain self-confidence, causing his beliefs to gradually become firmer.

"If he really degenerates, I will give him a filial son sword."

Kearney couldn't help thinking of a cold joke that Brian told herself with a smile.

She knew that Brian was joking with herself, but unfortunately she didn't understand what it meant.

I don't even know what the so-called "filial piety sword" means.

However, she felt it faintly.

If the paladin prince fails in tomorrow's duel with Vikiman of Andair.

It meant that his regained self-confidence, as well as his belief in paladin dogma, might be completely lost because he couldn't bear this blow, and he was on the verge of degeneration.

After all, even she could feel the dark energy emanating from Wikiman's body, and she didn't believe that a paladin who was extremely sensitive to evil would not be able to detect it.

For the two, it was like a fateful duel between the black knight and the white knight.

If this paladin, who was on the verge of degeneration, was defeated by his deadly opponent, he would probably be devastated as a result.

This is like the tiger-wolf struggle between the tiger cubs of Tigrila and the wolf of Niluskan, the two princes.

If Brian, representing the Kingdom of Tigrila, wins, just like the hero sung in the ballad, someone will definitely compose a song to praise his victory, and the morale of the entire kingdom's army will also be greatly boosted.

Kirni was naturally inclined to Brian's victory, just as Niluskan's army had never been able to break through the fortress in the northern border of Tigrila.

Unfortunately, as the heir to the kingdom, she couldn't rush to meet him yet.

Because at this time, with the end of the game, there is only the last hint of pink dotted by the sunset in the distant sky.

Even the onlookers were tired after watching the game all day, and they gradually dispersed amidst the hustle and bustle of discussing the prosperity of the day and the fateful confrontation of the next day.

And she needs to follow her father and accompany various lords and nobles from far and wide in the kingdom.

Kearney could only wait for everything to happen, and then took the opportunity to visit Brian.

She knew that Brian must be very tired after a day of high-intensity fighting at this time, and she had a way to quickly restore his physical strength.

In this case, it will not affect his battle the next day.

Kearney followed the old king to the open-air banquet place by the river bank.

There was a bonfire on the bank of the river, dozens of long foldable tables were placed, and countless roasted lambs and roasted pigs were placed on several huge barbecue grills. The roasted meat was slowly turning under the roasting of the kitchen boys, exuding Alluring aroma.

Around the table were piled round barrels of fine wine, fresh autumn wine and spices.

The maids in long plain dresses lined up to the table.

They served wild boar legs roasted with leeks, venison pie stuffed with carrots, bacon and mushrooms, lamb chops coated with honey and cloves, spiced duck, peppered bison, and a whole host of other hearty fare.

Corney also saw twenty boxes of seafood sealed in salt and algae brought by Earl Oser from Deep Stream Harbor.

Even Artes, the son of the Duke of Sweet who was stationed at Thorn Castle, sent many special products from the Griffin Mountains, mainly the various ferocious animals that the ranger troops hunted in the mountains.

It was an open-air feast even richer than yesterday's in the palace, with baked bread, honey cakes, and oatmeal biscuits, turnips, peas, and beets, beans, pumpkins, and big red onions, and baked apples, Berry cake and poached pears in spirits.

Snowy cheese stood beside the salt dish at every table, and jugs of mulled wine and fresh autumn ale were passed around.

The musicians played enthusiastically and gracefully, but the music of the harp, violin and flute was quickly drowned out by laughter and wine.

Corny sat beside the old king, politely and calmly responding to the greetings and difficult questions from the lords and nobles.

In the past, she might still be a little cramped and nervous, but since Brian told her about the mysteries of the stars and the multiverse, the narrow door in her heart has been completely opened.

Let her know how small the world she lives in is.

Therefore, when facing the lords and nobles of all classes in the kingdom again, she had unknowingly become calm and calm, and even his father nodded secretly when he saw it.

Even if she meets the noble lady who wants to play tricks and deliberately embarrass herself, she can still smile gracefully and politely as the heir to the royal family, and say: You are right.

Because Brian once told her a word:

A person with poor knowledge, the more he has an inexplicable courage and an inexplicable sense of pride.For the poorer the knowledge, the more absolute is his belief.Never argue with ignorant people because they will pull you down to the same level and then beat you with stubbornness and break you down.

The night gradually deepened, the sky changed from dark blue to black and purple, and the stars appeared one by one in the sky, like eyes watching the world, curiously overlooking the wilderness, rivers, valleys and forests on the ground.

Kearney finally found a chance to leave the banquet.

She shuttled between the camps alone, and each tent had different flags and armor hanging outside, so she only needed to find the saber-toothed tiger flag depicting Tigrila to determine where Brian lived.

Kearney was not at all afraid of walking alone in the falling night.

Because she knew that the magic swordsman Snake Eye must be following behind her like a messenger of the night.

Soon, by the light of the torch, she saw a tent flying the Tigrila flag.

To her surprise, near Brian's tent.

There was a young man with an ordinary appearance. From the few strands of black hair falling from his hood, it could be seen that the other party should belong to the Tegrila.

He was sitting cross-legged on the ground like a stone statue, and the long sword gleaming with cold light was inserted in a position that he could easily reach.

There is no doubt that this young swordsman is playing the role of a guardian.

Kearni naturally knew this young man named Tistan.

During the day, she also witnessed that the other party used superb sword skills to take off the head of a Niluskan warrior in an instant.

In fact, she couldn't understand at all how Brian had won the allegiance of this young man with superb sword skills, and even let him keep vigil for him so reassuringly.

Out of vigilance, Kearni didn't immediately walk towards the tent, she first looked at Tistan with a scrutinizing gaze.

She found that the exhalation of the other party did not change much from the beginning to the end, and the chest rose and fell slightly, as if the whole person had entered a state of meditation.

This state looks somewhat similar to the way Brian taught himself to meditate.

Obviously, Tistan's unique cultivation method should also be taught to him by Brian.

Moreover, she could clearly feel that although the other party's eyes were closed, as long as she got close to a certain range, she would definitely find herself in an instant.

Thinking of this, Kearni no longer hesitated, and walked directly to Brian's tent.

Sure enough, when she was more than 20 meters away from Tistan, the young swordsman suddenly opened his sword-like eyes and stared at her coldly.

Kearni adjusted her state calmly, and walked towards the tent as if nothing had happened under the vigilant eyes of the other party.

Because she knew very well that this young man named Tistan was just Brian's attendant or servant.

And she is Brian's fiancee, that is, their future mistress. The difference in status and status makes it impossible for her to show timidity in front of a servant.

"I'm here to find Brian, are you planning to stop him?" Kearni sensed that the other party wanted to stop her, and her tone was displeased.

Doesn't he know the relationship between himself and Brian?He wanted to block the way so recklessly.

Kearni felt that the man recruited by Brian probably didn't understand anything except a sword in his mind. This was not a qualified man.

"Master Brian has specifically confessed that he is resting and doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone."

Feeling the displeasure in the princess' tone, Tistan could only lower his head and repeat the words left by Brian.

When Kearni heard this, she was a little angry. She finally knew why Brian had such a dead-headed subordinate, because his master was like this.

What frustrates her is that she usually sees Brian doing things with very clear rules. She didn't expect that he would be so careless about such details. Didn't he consider that he would come to him?

Ko Erni's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she pretended to casually snort.

Immediately afterwards, Tistan suddenly felt someone pat on his shoulder, which made him startled, and instinctively acted like a cat, and suddenly raised his sword to distance himself.

"Boy, do you think you can stop me from breaking into your master's tent with your ability?" Snake Eyes, who appeared in the dark night, said to Tistan with a smile.

A drop of cold sweat involuntarily ran across Tistan's forehead. He avoided the pale pupils of the snake's eyes, clenched the hilt of his sword, and once again watched vigilantly at this uninvited visitor, especially the belt casually draped on fine gold sheets. on the right hand.

Although the other party just stood here casually without doing anything, he knew that as long as he made a slight movement, this magic swordsman would explode before he could act, and at least a dagger would be stuck in his chest. On the point.

Snake Eye didn't pay attention to Tistan who was nervous, but said to Kearney: "Princess, it's okay, that kid is just sleeping inside, you can go in now. Don't worry about disturbing him."

Kearni looked relieved, and walked towards the tent not far away.

"Are you wondering how I appeared behind you?"

Looking at the princess who entered the tent, Snake Eyes swayed casually beside the tense Tistan, and saw that the other party pursed his lips, remained silent, and said to himself:
"Know what rhythm is? For me, rhythm is both art and intuition. Just like stealth creates a silent rhythm, a rhythm that only the best hunters and rangers and assassins can understand.

It's like...a wizard can smell magic, and I believe a paladin can sense the rhythm when evil approaches.

Therefore, to be a qualified guard, it is not enough that your sword is fast enough. What you need is not only to practice a fast sword, but also to learn how to understand and master this rhythm.Only in this way, before the danger comes, can we prevent it in advance. "

(End of this chapter)