Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 131

The morning is cold, with a hint of bleakness, implicitly implying that the winter is coming.

In the misty wilderness outside Jinyu City, a knight riding a gray horse seemed to come from a distant country, passed through the noisy crowd, and appeared in everyone's sight.

There was a smile on Kearney's face in the stands. She put her hands on her knees, leaned forward slightly, and stared at the knight without blinking her water-blue eyes.

In the crowd, she heard the discussion about 'Tigerella Cub', there were praises and cheers, and there was also no lack of contempt and disdain for 'Prince Beggar'.

She was used to it for a long time and didn't care.

She knew that the reason why Brian was called 'Tigerella Cub' was mainly because he was the youngest heir of the Tigrila royal family.

Moreover, being dubbed as a 'half-elf illegitimate child' and an 'adventurer' made his noble royal status dusty, and became an excuse for verbal attacks in the eyes of others.

In the past, she might still have secretly sulked at those who abused and mocked Brian.

"Never argue with ignorant people, because they will pull you down to the same level, then beat you with stubbornness and break you."

But since he told herself this sentence, she has already looked away, and her mentality has gradually relaxed.

Korni no longer paid attention to the gossip, but seriously looked at Brian who entered the venue on horseback.

As usual, he was still dressed in the familiar costume of an adventurer.

At this time, he was holding the lance tightly in one hand, and holding the rein in the other, riding straight on the horse, moving swiftly and gracefully.

Based on her inexperienced "Spell Recognition" skill, Kearni vaguely felt the magic aura flickering on the wooden lance in Brian's hand.

Especially the tip of the gun, as sharp as if blinking in the sun.

Could he really want to keep this wolf here forever?Corney couldn't help thinking.

Based on her knowledge of spells, she guessed that this fragile lance should have been given a wizard's transformation-type buff spell "Magic Weapon".

But her intuition told herself that her guess was not completely correct, this was by no means as simple as a simple "magic weapon" spell.

In the end, she couldn't see through the effects of spells from beginning to end, so she could only secretly make up her mind to spend more time studying the magic knowledge that Brian left her.

"What's wrong, Prince Casper doesn't dare to follow?"

The old wizard withdrew the surprised gaze that fell on Brian, stroked his beard, and said slowly:

"I have to admit that you have already learned the lesson of being cautious, but it is one thing to be cautious, and another thing to be hesitant. If this is the case, why don't you forget it?"

"Your Majesty, I will take them all. In the name of the gods, you must not play tricks."

Prince Casper lingered on Bryan and Mambaton for a long time, frowned, and regained his usual calm attitude, smiling:
"To me, that's the obvious ending, and I don't think there's going to be a reversal."

"Very good, since that's the case, then it's decided. I hope you don't regret it when the time comes. Sometimes, it's the details that make people lose their minds that determine the victory of a battle. You can take a closer look at it." The old man The king nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on Brian for a moment, and he analyzed to everyone:
"You have to know that the key factor why Niluskan's cavalry is called the strongest cavalry on the mainland and makes all the southern countries very fearful is that these cavalry can still reproduce safely and safely when surrounded by wargs and winter wolves. A living war horse.

Their war horses, like the Niluskans, had honed their tough characteristics in the harsh and harsh environment. Just the galloping momentum would make ordinary horses instinctively fear.

Therefore, when facing the wolf of Niluskan, this boy Brian was able to control his mount so calmly without stage fright. Even the mount was as calm as his master. For this reason alone, he was worthy of the title. The name 'Tigerella cub'. "

Kearni nodded secretly, just as her father said, Brian was indeed the most calm among the people of his generation that he had met in his life.

If not, she would not have left such a strong impression in her heart.

At the same time, she also understood why her father did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to let wizard Morele study the method of domesticating griffins, and then build a thorn castle on the edge of the dangerous Griffin Mountains.

Because the Griffin Knights, a high-altitude combat unit, can be said to be congenitally suppressed by the Niluskan Cavalry.

"Your Majesty's analysis is very reasonable." Duke Swett echoed, and then snorted at Casper, "The reason why we can sit here laughing and laughing is not because of the contribution of the northern fortress of Tegrila.

If that barrier is lost, these evil wolves and savage and stupid orcs in Niluskan can almost bring disaster to the whole world.This is why I insist on forming an alliance with Tigrila, rather than those southern countries who are used to living a comfortable life and only intrigue. "

"Yeah, tradition is dying, and respectable values ​​are also being lost." The old scholar Borne sighed, and said slowly: "The era of pursuing power and glory is gone forever."

Korni heard these conversations and nodded in agreement.

She finally understood why Tigrila could contain the cavalry of Niluskan, and why this kingdom was also known as the kingdom of mercenaries.

Then she stopped listening to their chat and shifted her focus to the venue again.

She saw that the two people at the venue were preparing for the battle.

The burly and burly Mammoth Barton was riding on the pure black horse of the hero. His attendant took out a triangular wooden shield nearly four feet long, and tied the shield to the front of his left arm for him.

Seeing this, Korni realized that even though Barton seemed to have a crushing advantage, he was not proud of it. Instead, he attached great importance to arming himself with all the armor as much as possible.

It can be seen from this that Brian's battle yesterday definitely left a deep impression on this evil wolf.

However, this is not surprising.

Because the opponent had a wizard following him, he was naturally able to detect the magical energy that burst out from the lance when Brian defeated the enemy.

She looked at Bryan again, just in time to see the man named Brynden running over and handing him a triangular shield identical to Mambaton's.

Brian just shook his head slightly, waving his hand in refusal.

Obviously, how could a person who didn't even wear armor need such a low-defense shield.

Everything was ready, Brian rode the gray horse shaking his head, raised his lance, saluted the old king, and then came to the edge of the field, lowered his weapon, and got ready to take his position.

When Bryan raised his lance and pointed it at the sky, Kearney suddenly found that as time went by, the aura emanating from the lance in his hand gradually became stronger, and his eyes looking at Mengbaton were also sharp.

She had never seen such a cold gaze from Brian.

This allowed her to finally confirm one thing: he really planned to keep this evil wolf here.

Immediately afterwards, the battle between the two began under the order of the herald, and everyone involuntarily looked at the two knights on the field.

Meng Button, who had been ready for a long time, controlled the black steed to gallop forward and galloped forward. With the dust flying all over the sky, the surrounding stands were also buzzed.

Bryan also charged and responded.

Compared to Barton's furious charge, he is more like a silent ghost knight.

Just when the two were about to collide with each other.

Brian pulled the rein sharply, leaned on the horse's back, and narrowly escaped the lance thrust that brushed past his scalp.

And the gray horse under him turned around gracefully, successfully staggering the impact of Barton's mount.

The crowd of onlookers gave cheap cheers for the thrilling collision they passed by without hesitation.

The first round of confrontation between the two ended and they exchanged their positions at the same time.

From Ke Erni's point of view, this is more like a test between each other.

She saw Mengbatton's chest heaving violently, and a cloud of white gas was sprayed out from his mask. His mount was the same as his master, while breathing white gas, he tensed his streamlined muscles.

Naturally, she would not think that the other party was exhausted from the confrontation just now.

In her view, it was more like accumulating energy, like a taut longbow.

Kearni looked at Brian on the other side. He was sitting upright on his horse, with a faint smile on his lips, as calm as usual.

However, Dunbarton didn't give Brian too much time to smile.

He straightened his lance and galloped away, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the flying dust, like a sail full of wind.

Brian's eyes narrowed, and he unconsciously twisted the reins around with his left hand. He clamped the horse's belly with his legs and silently advanced towards it.

But the lance in his right hand had no intention of raising it.

Barton predicted Brian's position, and when the two were about to approach, his lance swept a half-moon arc in the blink of an eye, and slashed at the charging ghost knight.

Brian seemed to have expected it long ago. His inconspicuous war horse neighed, and when the sweeping lance was about to approach, it stopped suddenly, and its two front hooves left deep marks on the ground. And rise.

Mambaton's lance streaked through the air, skimming over the exposed soft belly of Brian's mount.

In this confrontation, everyone, including Kearney herself, gasped for the dangerous Brian.

She clearly saw that when Mambaton's lance swept across the belly of Brian's mount, it almost rubbed against the fur of the war horse, and could disembowel him within a millimeter, but it was this insignificant distance that made him Brian survived.

Fortunately for her, Brian's body was as stable as his character, and he was not overturned to the ground because the mount suddenly stood up.

He grabbed the rein with one hand to stabilize his body, did not take the opportunity to counterattack, and calmly controlled the mount and drove away, leaving the iron can beside him full of dust.

At the end of the second round, the two exchanged positions again.

This time, Barton didn't give Brian any time to breathe. The moment the horse stopped, he quickly turned his head around and slammed into it aggressively like a boulder rolling down a cliff.

Even though the audience didn't want to see the wolf from Niluskan, they couldn't help but secretly cheer for the opponent's passionate attack.

Facing the oppressive attack of Mengbaton, in the eyes of Kearney, Brian is like an elegant dancer, always able to tacitly and thrillingly dodge deadly thrusts and violent blows of the horse with his mount. crash.

It was always difficult for her to let go of her hanging heart.

This kind of dodge attack until the tenth round, the two never actually collided once.

"This guy is a coward and doesn't deserve to be called 'Tigerella's cub'!" A spectator who couldn't stand it sneered.

"Coward, if you have the guts, fight it openly!" The others also echoed.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them passing by again, Korni glanced at the magic swordsman Snake Eye who suddenly stood behind him like a ghost, and expressed her opinion:
"Did Bryan let Mengbaton attack him on purpose? After all, even a strong man will tire quickly if he is fully armed."

Although she seldom watched duels, she saw the battle in front of her very clearly.

She could feel that in this duel with Mambaton, Brian, who was not protected by armor, could not tolerate any mistakes, and if he lost a move, he would be doomed.

However, unexpectedly, Snake Eye did not agree with her guess, but shook his head briefly and said with a smile:
"That's not the case. The two have been fighting each other so hard. As a half-elf, Brian, even though he has the advantage of not having any armor, is still inferior to the strongest Niluskan in the human race. After all, he is only half-human. The reason why I didn't take the initiative to attack is because I haven't found a chance of fatal blow."

"So, he doesn't deserve to be called 'Tigrila's cub' at all. After all, the blood of the elves has polluted the noble blood of the Tigrila royal family."

Casper continued, "If not, he wouldn't be chased by wolves like a rabbit."

"Uncle Casper, Brian is my future husband, please pay attention to your words, I don't allow you to insult him like this." Kearney looked annoyed, she tried her best to calm down the anger in her heart, and said calmly:
"Besides, the so-called blood, there is no distinction between high and low. Only the soul has a huge difference. It is precisely because of the difference in a person's inner world that there is a difference between nobility and mediocrity, or nobility and despicableness. The nobility of a person It is not determined by his identity, status, or blood, but by his soul and thoughts. No matter how gorgeously decorated the outside of the tomb is, the inside is just a pile of dead bones."

She knew that her uncle had always held a grudge against Brian for killing Lord James in the bathhouse, but in her opinion, the kind of scum who only teased dogs and birds and caused trouble deserved his death.

The old king looked at his child in surprise, and felt that it was unbelievable that such words came from a girl who lived deep in the palace.

"Innocent good boy, are you mocking your uncle?" Prince Casper, who was gorgeously dressed, looked at Korni in surprise and said with a smile:

"Everyone can preach great principles, but you don't understand the dangers of the world at all. Corny, as the princess of the Kingdom of West, your tone of voice is like someone who has been chewing on a book for decades. An old pedant in philosophy. Study hard all day long, but have no time to look out the window at the real world.

Don't you know that the reason why these so-called philosophers hypocritically support those empty philosophies is nothing more than to make a living in the aristocratic class and make a living.These seemingly beautiful philosophical theories are actually deceptive and full of hypocrisy and ignorance.You see, until now, you don't know what humans look like in the eyes of elves. "

The old bachelor Born, who was inexplicably lying on his gun, raised his eyelids, and finally remained silent, choosing to focus on the duel between the knights.

Kearni was about to speak, when she suddenly felt someone pat her on the shoulder, and then she kept her mouth shut.

She immediately fixed her eyes on the field, just in time to see Brian and Mambaton passing by unscathed, causing the audience to sigh.

"That's right, Prince Casper."

Snake Eyes said with a smile: "A beautiful philosophical theory is full of hypocrisy and ignorance. I agree with you. However, I think there is nothing more hypocritical and ignorant than a judgment that is not thoughtful but only the brain." gone."

"The princess is young and has never seen the outside world. It is understandable to say such things." Snake Eyes shrugged and said with a smile: "Then let me, the wilderness, be my home. An adventurer who treats slaves equally, let me answer your question.

In my adventurous career, I have seen humans with eagle claws and wolf claws, five-legged toads and three-legged frogs, and people who can sing "Song of the Dawn" just by farting. Waiter, even seen the prince of bandits and the thief of princes.

Please don't get me wrong, Prince Casper, I'm not talking about you. No matter what standards and concepts you use to judge, you look like a real prince, a genuine prince. How could you be involved with bandits and thieves? "

Prince Casper looked angrily at the smiling Snake Eyes.

"It's up!"

A cheer drew everyone's attention to the dusty arena.

Kearni's eyes widened, her mouth opened in surprise, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

When she saw that Brian and Barton, who were fighting each other, were about to launch a new round of sprint, his mount let out a loud neigh.

The whole body of the war horse was tense, and its strong muscles flowed back and forth like waves. In an instant, with the power of running, Brian jumped up and rushed into the air.

The crowd screamed loudly, yelling for Bryan as he rose into the air.

Ko Erni vaguely noticed that the reason why the horse can jump so high is definitely related to the "jumping technique" of the first ring.

She saw Brian's horse jumping up and dodging his opponent's lance charge. At the same time, the suffocating shadow falling from the sky shrouded Barton tightly.

The sharp lance shot out a cold light from mid-air without any warning, and pierced the vitals of Mengbaton's body with the momentum of breaking bamboo.

Meng Patton's expression changed. The sharp lance made him feel a bone-chilling chill. Unable to dodge in time, he barely set up his own weapon to block.

"Crack!"

The moment the lance in mid-air rubbed against Mengbaton's weapon, it broke apart like a rotten dead branch, powerless to parry.

Mengbaton's reaction was very fast, he quickly swung the triangular shield on his left arm, trying to change the attack trajectory of the lance.

However, the flickering lance just shattered the triangular shield before it shattered into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the horse carried Bryan to the ground steadily, and successfully entered the attack range of Mambaton.

Bryan clenched the lance with both hands, turned up suddenly, and then swept out with all his strength, the lance flashing with aura slammed Barton's neck fiercely like a whip.

Accompanied by a 'clang' sound, the tip of the lance smashed into Barton's gorget like a stick, revealing a gap connecting the armor and the hidden flesh.

Looking at the marks made by the wooden handle of the gun, the crowd gasped.

Meng Button, who was hit by the lance, endured the pain of a broken neck, and immediately seized the opportunity to grab Brian's weapon with both hands wearing armor gloves, trying to snatch it.

Just when Kearni thought that Brian's long-planned attack would end because of the broken lance.

She was shocked to find that Brian's hands clenched the lance flashed a dark blue electric light.

A dark blue lightning flashed along the barrel of the gun and entered Mengbaton's palm in the blink of an eye.

Meng Button, who was attacked by lightning, trembled all over, and instinctively let go of Brian's lance.

Brian quickly jumped at the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He clenched the weapon in his hand, kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and with the help of the horse's explosive speed, he wrapped the lance in his arms and launched a charge.

A bit of cold light rushed towards it, and it was sent accurately into the gap of the Mambaton's throat armor.

Drops of scarlet blood spread along the gaps in the armor, and under the sunlight, they looked like flickering flames.

Brian's hands gripping the lance mercilessly rotated and exerted force, and the exposed tip of the lance was once again pushed into the gap of the throat armor.

Mambaton's throat armor was deformed by Brian's smash, so that it was very difficult to twist his neck to dodge.

"Uh……"

Now, he was stabbed in the throat by the sharp tip of the gun again. He had no way to deal with it except grabbing the gun with difficulty and making a gurgling sound inside the mask.

The handsome black horse under him spouted white gas and kept backing up, trying to slow down the force of the lance thrust.

But Brian's mount pressed forward without any sign of weakness, leaving no room for concession.

Under the stalemate of the two advancing and retreating.

Brian's lance was sinking into Mengbaton's throat bit by bit, and the blood dripped down the black horse's beautiful mane along his hands clenched on the tip of the lance.

From Bryan's attack to the stabbing of Meng Button's throat, it was completed in an instant like clouds and flowing water. The onlookers who reacted watched the tragic and bloody scene in disbelief.

"court death!"

At this moment, a wizard in black robe appeared in the crowd, followed by a fireball burning with black flames, and smashed towards Brian with screams.

Brian remained unmoved. The iron stone emitting purple light floated out silently and surrounded him, protecting him.

The five Niluskan warriors around the black-robed man pulled out their scimitars, jumped down from the stands, and rushed towards the place where the two were stalemate.

At the same time, the mercenaries headed by Tistan seemed to have expected this scene, and all rushed out to meet the Niluskan warriors who were about to rescue them.

The entire arena suddenly exploded into chaos, screaming piercingly, and crawling away from the group of desperadoes.

Kearni, who realized that the situation was wrong, got up quickly, and the light blue dress moved without wind, and the dazzling divine light burst out.

The old king on the side was taken aback by her actions, and immediately reacted, beckoning the griffin guards who maintained order and rushed to the venue, the magic swordsman Snake Eye took the lead at an astonishing speed.

——"One ring of magic: Enlightenment aura!"

Korni raised her hand and pointed at the black fireball, a divine radiance with the aura of the heavens spewed out from her fingertips, turned into a beam of light, galloped away like an arrow leaving the string, and hit the fireball precisely.

"boom!"

The fireball burning with black flames exploded in mid-air like fireworks, bursting out a mixture of black and white flames, and then disappeared.

As the fireball disintegrated, the old wizard Morelle on the side had already pulled out his lightning-jumping staff and met the black-robed wizard in the distance.

The wizard saw something wrong and immediately disappeared into the chaotic crowd.

Kirni's expression relaxed, and she looked past the mercenaries who were fighting with the Niluskan warriors, and found Brian.

Just in time to see Brian stabbing Barton, the lance flashed with crackling electricity again, making the Niluskan wolf tremble with electricity.

The submerged lance rotated and exerted force with his hands, mercilessly poking Barton's neck and throwing him to the ground. Blood gurgled out along with his increasingly weakened pulse.

(End of this chapter)