Imperial Crown

After the competitive meeting was finalized, everyone present felt that they had an advantage, and naturally they would not be entangled in the lottery.

Marquis Anthony said: "I proposed the competition, so let me be the first to win the prize."

"1,000 gold coins."

The words were spoken lightly, but everyone including Tyrone, Thomas and Montreal knew that Marquis Anthony was obviously serious.

Generally speaking, the winnings in competitive tournaments are only a few dozen gold coins, and hundreds of gold coins are already as high as the sky.

Eight years ago, the tournament was held on Earl Tyrone's 50th birthday, and the first prize was only 500 gold coins. This was also recited for a while, giving the Slater family a reputation as "generous".

When Marquis Anthony spoke, Earl Tyrone could not help but support: "I will also contribute 1,000 gold coins to add to the fun."

"You two are really in good spirits." Montreal said slowly: "This is the wedding of my daughter and Raven. Since it is a celebration for them, logically, I should give a little more, 2,000 gold coins."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tit-for-tat, Raven smiled and said: "You gentlemen have really given me a difficult problem. I am a little baron, but I can't compare to your family background."

"But since this is my home court, I can't be stingy. Just 3,000 gold coins."

Raven's words were meant to set an upper limit so that these families would not fight against each other and push the odds too high. He really regarded his wedding as a battlefield for fighting.

Archbishop Thomas, who was originally a little interested, did not raise the price after hearing this: "Since Baron Raven said this, then I will also offer 2,000 gold coins on behalf of the Church of Light."

The jackpot was then decided, totaling up to 9,000 gold coins.

Raven found Old Gordon and asked him to arrange things.

Old Gordon again found Engla, who was in charge of running the arena.

To celebrate the Baron's wedding, the more lively the competition, the better, and the time cannot be delayed.

Therefore, Lei Wen issued the order at noon that day, and early the next morning, the news about the competitive meeting was announced and spread in Eagle Town.

All knights and above nobles who come to attend the wedding banquet can sign up to participate in the battle. There is no limit to the number. They can be in groups of two. The winner will advance and the loser will leave.

The winner will receive a bonus of 2,000 gold coins; the runner-up will receive 1,000 gold coins; and the third runner-up will receive 500 gold coins.

In addition, the top 10 players will receive a bonus of 200 gold coins; the top 30 players will receive a 100 gold coin reward; and the top 50 players will receive a 50 gold coin reward.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately aroused heated discussion among all the nobles.

Champion, 2,000 gold coins.

This is comparable to the net revenue of most baron families in 2-3 years!

Even if you can't win the championship, the 1,000 gold coins for the runner-up and the 500 gold coins for the third place are huge attractions for many people!

The most striking example is Baron Wessassin.

After the news came out, he immediately signed up.

This Void Knight, who has been promoted to the third level for more than a year, is quite confident in himself.

Regardless of the fact that there are more than 200 nobles, big and small, in the province, nearly 30 of them were newly separated after the battle of the Death Hand Order. There is no foundation or strength to talk about. The head of the family is only first-level, or even It’s not unusual to be a mortal.

The rest of the nobles were more or less affected by the war, and their strength spanned many generations. Nowadays, most of them are only at the first level, and the second level is extremely rare, let alone the third level.

After Wesasin's exchanges over the past few days, it is basically certain that, apart from Slater and Fox, there are only about 30 people with level three or above in the province.

Among them, there are many strong men who cannot go out in person due to their status and strength limitations, such as the fourth-level strong man John who is a viscount.

It is true that the competition conference did not clearly state "Viscount, strong people of level 4 and above cannot participate", but like icebergs in the sea, many rules are hidden under the water.

Therefore, the contestants are basically limited to the level of baron and knight, and the upper limit of strength is only level three. As a result, Wesasin has fewer opponents, probably less than 10.

His void fighting spirit has a special nature, and he has no natural enemies within the same level.

Of course, the premise is that you have to except that monster.

"Champion, even if you can't win the championship, you still have to be in the top 3!" Baron Wessassin set a goal for himself.

2,000 gold coins is really tempting. Even if he is developing well now, this is still a huge amount of money that cannot be ignored.

Beyond that, reputation is a huge plus.

If he can leave an impression of being brave and good at fighting, his escort business can be further expanded.

There are many people with a similar mentality to Baron Wessassin, including Judra - his reputation is really bad after causing a "bloody funeral", and he is also looking forward to cleaning himself up through this competitive meeting. stigma, adding a little halo.

However, for more people, their goals were not set too high, such as the knights who were ignored by Judra and Wessazin and truly constituted the vast majority.

They are also eligible to register.

You know, for an ordinary knight, after deducting the taxes paid to the lord, the annual output of the fief is between 30-50 gold coins.

A set of unenchanted full-body plate armor worth about 300 gold coins is enough to be passed down to a family.

This is why most of the knights under the barons and viscounts can only linger at the first level, and the second level is the top - the territory output is not enough to support their continued breakthrough.

In this competitive meeting, they are the most enthusiastic.

The top 10 may be too difficult, but the top 30 can be competed for, and 100 gold coins is enough to make people jealous; even if it doesn't work, if you can climb to the top 50, there will be a reward of 50 gold coins!

50 gold coins.

You can get a year's income from one game, and everyone will be confused when you see it!

The news was released in the morning, and by noon, more than 200 people had signed up, and the number was still rising rapidly!

This also kind of messed up Raven's plans.

Although he intended to use this competition to promote some of his own products, he did not expect such a huge response.

"Where are our people, have we all signed up?" Raven asked.

"I'm waiting for you to speak." Old Gordon said: "After all, the honor of the Griffith family is at stake, and they don't dare to sign up without permission."

"Hmm..." Raven nodded slowly, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.

According to his idea, in this competitive competition, it is enough for Volav to go up and show his face. There is no need to wade through the muddy water.

But now that the commotion is so big, we can no longer proceed with the previous ideas.

"Call all the extraordinary ones over to me."

"Yes, Lord Baron."

Old Gordon retreated, and not long after, all of Raven's extraordinary men gathered together.

The strongest among them is of course Eric. In addition, there are Link, Simon, Volaf, Otto, Vader, Bobby, and Boris.

There are a total of 8 extraordinary people, except for Eric who is at the second level, the others are only at the first level.

"You should all know about this competitive meeting." Raven asked: "Let me know if you have any ideas?"

He glanced over, some people avoided him, some people approached him, and some people were eager to try, but no one dared to speak first.

Raven finally set his sights on Volaf, the leader of his own soldiers: "I usually talk a lot, why don't I dare to do it now? You speak first."

Volaf's old face turned red: "Lord Baron, in the past two years or so, they have at least been able to train new recruits. I have been following you all day long, and I don't even have a chance to do anything. My bones are almost rusty!"

Raven chuckled: "So you want to sign up?"

"I think so." Volaf was a little embarrassed: "However, there are too many people signing up for this competition. If I am selected in the first round with my strength, it will be a discredit to the Griffith family."

Raven heard that his eyes swept over the others and observed the changes in their expressions: "You think so too?"

As the one with the highest rank among all, Eric stood up and said: "It is indeed true, Lord Baron, and I am thinking about more than this."

"After all, this competition is held in a gladiatorial arena, and those responsible for maintaining law and order now are our soldiers."

"You also know that all soldiers, no matter what their temperament, will worship the strong after two years of training."

"If we sign up for the competition and lose, I'm afraid it won't be easy to lead the team in the future."

Raven showed a satisfied smile. Now it seems that handing over the army to Eric is one of the most correct decisions he has ever made. No matter what he does, Eric will consider the military aspect.

Thinking of this, Raven saw Bobby's lips moving behind him and asked, "Bobby, do you have something to say?"

When his name was finally called, Bobby immediately stepped forward.

He was a veteran who followed Raven in the bloody highlands. After that, he was given a god-given potion and awakened the flame fighting spirit. His temper was as fiery as the fighting spirit, and he spoke like a series of fireballs:

"Lord Baron, although what Chief Eric said makes sense, I don't think things should be calculated like this!"

"We are the soldiers of Lord Baron. This competition is to celebrate the wedding and the competition is held in front of our home. If we sign up, we will lose. As long as we lose gloriously, lose without regrets, and lose with all our strength, no one can say what."

"Back then, we were outnumbered and risked our lives, but we still dared to rush to the bloody high ground. Now it's just a competition. If you don't even dare to participate - don't blame me for being rude - then wouldn't you be a coward and a coward? ?”

"We Eagle Army are all good men, who would want to be drilled by a coward? So, I think we should sign up, or we must sign up!"

One good thing about Eric is that he may have private emotions, but he never lets his emotions affect his judgment. After hearing Bobby's words, he immediately fell into deep thought and realized his misunderstanding.

But it was hard to say anything for a while. After all, there were benefits to not saying it before, but if I changed my words now, it would be a bit self-defeating.

But Raven didn't let him hesitate for too long: "In this case, you all sign up for me!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was quite surprised.

Even Bobby, who advocated the challenge, opened his mouth.

Although he is not yet a knight and cannot be considered a noble, he has communicated with Simon and Link before and knows that for competitions, basically sending 1 or 2 people from each family is enough. 8 people is really against precedent.

But Raven never cares too much about these so-called rules when doing things, not to mention, this is still at his home venue, his wedding celebration?

As a young nobleman, there is nothing wrong with being willful.

The words of Volaf and Bobby reminded Raven.

There has been no war in the past two years. Just sparring among our own knights is done behind closed doors. It is difficult to find flaws and gain real experience. It is better to take this opportunity to practice.

On the other hand, he also paid 3,000 gold coins.

If he doesn't take some back, it will be so painful!

"I won't let you compete in vain." Raven said with a smile: "No matter what place you get in the end, as long as you win one game, I will reward you with a combat skill; if you can win two games, I will reward you with a breakthrough material!"

When these words came out, everyone's eyes burst into fire.

Combat skills!

Breakthrough materials!

These are all good things!

The most excited one is Eric. He has been stuck on the edge of the second to third level for a while, but he has never been embarrassed to ask the Baron. Now he has found an opportunity.

After all, it costs more than 2,000 gold coins!

Eric is actually quite good. He has served in the Iron Legion and has two combat skills. Simon and Link, who are also new knights, are much worse. Although they are also saving money, they still can't afford any combat skills.

They can't afford it, let alone others.

Raven's decision touched their hearts the most and aroused their motivation.

What they didn't know was that Raven had already prepared the combat skills and materials, but he just lacked a reason to give them out.

It's hard to reward without merit.

As the saying goes, great favors are like great hatreds. If you reward extremely rare breakthrough materials for no reason, it will ruin things.

Even if Raven didn't learn much about politics, 5,000 years of wisdom has also made him understand a little bit of how to control people.

After handling the things here, before Raven could rest, Weisdong came to the study.

"Brother, I also want to sign up for this competition!"

Raven didn't answer immediately, but looked at him with a playful smile.

Weisdong blushed and his eyes began to wander.

As a young man who was just 17 years old, he really wanted to participate in the competition and show off.

But hidden underneath this, there was another little thought.

That is, he also wanted to become extraordinary.

After all, if you want to participate in the competition, you must face the extraordinary.

Even if Visdon has been strengthened by Raven and has a strong physique, he still has no chance of winning against the real extraordinary.

Looking at Raven's smile, Visdon knew that his cleverness was seen through, and smiled awkwardly: "Brother..."

"You want the God-given potion, I can give it to you." Raven asked, "But have you really thought about it?"

With the rise of the Griffith family, and presiding over the work of the Chamber of Commerce in the Lower City of Mon'en City, Denise can still afford the God-given potion of 500 gold coins.

The reason why Visdon is still a mortal until now is also because of Denise's good intentions.

After Visdon came back from the bloody highlands, Denise made a decision in her heart-not asking her son to achieve great results, as long as he lives a stable life, has a good marriage and a good family, it is enough.

And with the expansion of Raven's power, even if Visdon is his younger brother, he will not be qualified to lead troops if he is not an extraordinary.

Stay away from the battlefield to maintain peace for a long time.

But the young Visdon was so focused on his career that he could not understand his mother's intentions:

"Of course, brother!"

Raven's mouth curled up when he heard this. This is what everyone has to do with their lives.

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