The knight king of the otherworldly moon

Just when they were thinking about why the golden apple appeared, the other party had already repeated the old trick twice.

And the running of both sides also came to the mid-range.

At the scene, the audience of , was also a little confused for a while. Their expressions seemed to say that they could still be like this, "Although I don't know who encouraged you to do this, cheating is not good."

Smiling, more than a dozen rune words flew through Lucifer's hand.

Text, come to the underground of the arena, and enter the land.

Then, when the man used the golden apple again, a flash of magic lightning suddenly appeared, and at the same time a magic power spread into the surrounding air, and the princess who had been chasing the apple seemed to wake up from a dream.

Then... the man named Hippomenes was a little embarrassed to find that the princess with bad eyes was standing in front of him.

"Ugh! I..."

Hippomenes was about to say something, but before he could finish, Atalanta's fist fell on his face.

no.365 long distance running rules

With a stroke of the Dragon Fist, the Hippomenes flew out and fell to the ground, fainting, and the golden apple on his body also fell.

Atalanta picked up the apple and ran to the finish line without looking back.

Until the princess ran to the end, the scene, there was still a mysterious silence, and everyone seemed to have not recovered from the scene just now.

What about a long-distance race?

When did he become a boxer? When everyone was stunned, Atalanta had already won the match.

But this time, there was no cheers like before, the audience was silent.

However, in this highly liberal city-state, someone has begun to speak up.

"I protest, Your Majesty, that this is not a long-distance race.

The result of the match is invalid and a replay should be held."

A young man with blond hair stood up, his name was Callius.

"Yes, this game is invalid and can't be counted..."

"protest!"

......Starting from the words of Carlus, many people began to protest, and their voices became louder and louder.

For a time, many people who were originally eating melons also joined inexplicably.

For some reason, Lucifer looked at the group of people below, and suddenly thought of the legendary rabble.

He smiled at Iasos, as if waiting for his words.

Iasos' expression was a little embarrassed, and he probably didn't expect his daughter to do such a thing.

"Cough cough!"

He masked it symbolically, and then said.

"Your Majesty the King of Knights, I don't know what you think of the recent game in front of you."

"I"

Lucifer was a little surprised.

Originally, I was going to watch the play, but now it seems that this... king is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He knew that no matter what decision he made, he would be suspected of favoring his daughter, so he threw the ball directly to himself.

Unsurprisingly, he also saw the move that he had just used Rune.

"Everyone knows that His Majesty the King of Knights is a knight among knights, with an unparalleled sense of justice. I wonder what you think of this result."

"I've come from afar as a guest. His Majesty the King is the master here, only the guest follows the host, and I've never heard of anyone who opposes the guest."

"Your Majesty the King of Knights is humble, this is Helen, and in Helen's custom, there is no distinction between guests and hosts, especially when it comes to discussing justice.

The former sage Socrates has often discussed with people from various city-states, Your Majesty the Knight King, we sincerely want to hear your views."

"Since that's the case, if I try to avoid it, I'll have the suspicion that I look down on you, Your Majesty the King, so I'll just say one thing now.

I just learned about the rules of long-distance running. It is simple for two people to run from the starting point to the finishing point, and the one who arrives first is the winner.

That's right."

Having said that, Lucifer stopped fighting.

"That's right."

"Theoretically, Princess Atalanta is not a foul.

After all, there is nothing in the rules that says that magic items or force cannot be used.

Not to mention that the opponent uses props in front and Princess Atalanta is behind, I don't think this match has no effect."

This is the most interesting part of this game, although it is a long-distance race on the surface, but in fact it only has the most primitive rules.

Under this rule, anything is allowed.

"I never imagined that the famous King of Knights would also show favoritism because of the King.

Or, you are indulging in the beauty of the princess, so you can say these......

Do you think everyone's eyes are blind, the long-distance race is promised, but Atalanta uses force, which is simply tarnishing the sportsmanship of Olympus."

This time, Caleus simply jumped directly to the heights of the auditorium, and his voice spread all around.

For a while, more reactions were aroused, doubts, doubts, puzzles, and disgusting voices of discussion gradually emerged in the crowd.

Lucifer was already used to this.

"If Princess Atalanta's use of force is a foul, what is the use of the cursed item by the young man before?"

Lucifer hit the young man's key point with a smile:.

"Curse props!"

At this time, Iasos was also stunned.

Before they all thought that thing was the golden apple, but now it seems that there is still a secret.

"What nonsense are you talking about, that's the legendary golden apple."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Karius immediately retorted.

"The legendary golden apple caused the three goddesses to compete, but this thing in front of us only attracted the attention of the princess, don't you think it is strange? If it is really a golden apple, when he took it out, the Everyone will rush to snatch it, instead of watching the show like it is now."

At this moment, Lucifer lifted the last layer of masks on their faces.

If that thing really was an apple, it wouldn't turn out like it is now, there's already chaos here.

But the truth is, only Atalanta was affected.

The reason for this will become clear when you think about it.

This time, the young man became: speechless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucifer continued.

"I don't object to the use of small props by the participants, after all, this is also within the scope of the rules, but is it too much to directly use the curse props.

In order to choose the lover in your heart, your princess has set up this competition. This is the love from the heart.

But the cursed props will distort people's love, do you want to see the princess that you respect fall in love with the person who fell because of the curse...?"

Having said that, Lucifer had already grasped the atmosphere of the scene, he took a step forward and continued to say what he had not finished before.

"Princess Atalanta is a heroine who does not lose to male heroes. Even if her husband is not a hero, at least his character should not be corrupted, and the person in front of him, is he worthy?"

Lucifer's rhetorical question immediately resonated with many people.

That's right, thinking about this guy's means is very disgraceful, that's why the princess fought back.

When the others are trying to run long distances, this guy is using small props here, or curse props, to make the princess fall in love with him.

Thinking of this, many people who admired the princess suddenly felt a burst of anger in their hearts, and they shouted as if they had been tricked.

"Not worthy!"

"That's right! He doesn't deserve it!"

"I just thought there was something wrong. It turned out that this guy didn't feel at ease in the first place."

"This scumbag, kill him!"

...At the scene, the atmosphere of , was reversed in an instant, and Karius' eyes became gloomy, the current situation has exceeded the original plan.

If he continues to insist, he will only put himself in.

In the crowd, Karius looked at Lucifer with a wicked look, at the person who ruined his plan.

At the same time, Lucifer also noticed this hostility, but at this moment, a smile appeared on his face.

In this way, under the wrath of the people, the man who fell to the ground was thrown into prison, waiting for his judgment.

no.366 Burial Organization

Versailles in France was originally supposed to be the domain of an earl, but after the earl committed a crime and was imprisoned, it was conferred to the church by Pepin.

After several years of operation, it has become the center of the Church of Sanctuary.

In a hall below St. Martin's Cathedral, six 66 figures were sitting casually. When the seventh figure appeared outside the door, the eyes of the six people focused on this vicious woman at the same time.

Her name is Narubalek, the head of the church's burial agency, and a murderer with a vicious personality.

When Kotomine Kirei defected before, she was the only member of the organization who survived the ambush.

The previous six 66 members have all been killed.

Now the members here are all new members who joined later.

Narubalek's strength is fine, but her personality makes her not compatible with everyone here.

For example, a young heroic man said directly.

"What's the mission this time?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, you've become a lot more handsome, Ricardo, have you been nourished a lot by the little girl outside?"

Narubalek said, preparing to do something to the man.

But before that, her hand had been knocked out.

"Don't touch me, take your hand away."

Ricardo stared at Narubalek with his silver pupils, at this moment he looked like a lion.

This is not surprising to Narubalek, who has rejected her molestation several times.

She didn't care anymore.

"Cut! A virgin is... not easy to deal with."

Of course, she said that, but if the opponent's strength is too poor, she is not here to say it.

"Eldest sister, this time let the seven of us gather together. What happened?"

Father Dawn immediately came out to ease the atmosphere and went straight to the subject.

"Of course it's a big vote, assassinating the King of Knights!"

Narubalek said indifferently.

Her words made this very quiet hall even more deadly.

"..."

"..."

After a while of silence, a man named Isli stood up.

"I reject!"

He leaned against the wall and lowered his clasped hands.

"Impossible."