God-level Demon Hunter

Calanthe nodded slightly,

"Lord Raymond, after the competition, I look forward to Toussaint's ability to turn from darkness to light."

"If I win this round by chance," Raymond bowed slightly towards the two, "I also hope to hear His Majesty's apology."

"Although I am a woman," Calanthe took her husband's arm, straightened her neck proudly, her eyes were calm and confident, "but my promise is no less than that of any man!"

Raymond nodded and left temporarily.

"Esther, who do you plan to send on the field, Franz, Magsiwin, Reinhard?" The queen clasped her white and slender hands together, propped her chin, and stared at her husband's dark cheeks with an expression between her eyes. There was a flash of worry, "The Beauclair Knights Tournament is well-known all over the world... The champion for three consecutive times must have extraordinary martial arts. We must send the strongest fighters."

East smiled at his wife, with flames in his eyes, "Your husband is the champion of the six islands of Skellige, the seven families, and two tournaments... The knight competition is a game played by children in our side... ..."

"Let me personally pick the fruits of victory for you." His tone was forceful, "Sintra needs such a victory, let these capricious guys know our strength—to form an alliance with Sintra, absolutely It's a blessing!"

"Besides, this philanderer must apologize to you for his insolence!"

Calanthe shook her head gently but firmly,

"I don't want to be a widow again, even if there is only a slight possibility!"

During the discussion between the two, a eunuch with a white face and a loose robe walked up to East and said respectfully,

"Your Majesty, there are people outside the castle..."

"Who?"

"He calls himself Ravis of the Fourth Horn of the Nameless Land..."

Easter's thick eyebrows frowned. He didn't remember that Cintra had such a territory.

The queen showed a hint of surprise on her face, and her eyes became complicated: disgust, fear, mixed with a trace of gratitude.

All of a sudden, memories rolled over.

Ten years ago, the "lord" who named him Lavis at Pavita's blind date meeting violated his entrustment regulations and interfered with it, destroying the original plan to marry Skelly, allowing his family The beautiful and beautiful daughter married "Donnie" who was cursed by the hedgehog.

Downey thanked him for helping him break the spell, and wanted to give him a reward, so the guy proposed the notorious law of accident, specifying something that Downey already owned but didn't know about - Downey's daughter, Pavetta belly Li's child, Ciri, as payment.

Four years ago, this Lavex came to the court of Sintra again as agreed. Calanthe was worried that he would take Ciri away under the pretext of accident law, so he tried his best to persuade and threaten him.But that guy, without even looking at his unexpected son, without asking her name or gender, just left.

He met Ciri for the first time in Brokleon last year and saved her life, but sent her back to the court, which puzzled Calanth.

Today, he came again...

So lingering.

It seemed that there was indeed some kind of deep bond between him and Shirley.

The queen was terrified at the thought of this possibility.

"Get him away!" She roared in her heart, but quickly changed her mind.

The lord of the nameless land surpassed ninety-nine percent of human beings in skill, and it must be no problem to defeat a knight champion.

And I did give him a title and identity. Although it was only in name, there was no ceremony, and there was no real benefit, but he was considered a knight of Sintra and met the requirements for a duel.

Just at this point in time, it was delivered to your door.

"Call him up." Calanthe turned to East and smiled, "The contestants from Sintra are here."

……

Following the soldiers leading the way, the two demon hunters turned countless turns and walked in the maze-like castle for 10 minutes. After passing a door, the vision suddenly opened up, but they entered the center of the castle from the slightly claustrophobic interior of the castle. outdoor garden.

As soon as Roy and Geralt looked up, they saw the dark-faced and majestic king in the middle of the observation deck on the second floor, and a familiar woman wearing a golden waistcoat who still had a charm next to him.

They went up.

"Ravis from Fourhorn City, and this one..." Calanthe was surprised when he glanced at the young man's face, "Roy, the demon hunter of Viper School?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesties, it's me." Roy bowed slightly to the two of them, his expression neither humble nor overbearing.

East nodded with a smile, and looked at the two from left to right - under the tight tunic, it showed the perfect body shape with wide shoulders and narrow waist and strong muscles.

He was more pleasing to the eye than the puffy aristocrat with a pot belly and a body softer than a woman.

He gave the initiative to his wife.

"I'm also very happy to meet you... Although I don't know how you two got together, I can probably guess the purpose of your trip." Calanthe had a mysterious smile on his face, "Listen to me first. In other words, there is a formidable challenge in front of us, a fair and honorable duel requires highly skilled 'knights'..."

"This duel concerns the honor of Cintra, only victory is allowed, not defeat."

"Ravis of the Four Corner City..." Calanthe said with a slightly teasing tone, turning his gaze to Geralt, "Would you like to represent Sintra in the competition and defeat the champion knight from Toussaint?" ?”

"The price will definitely satisfy you."

She added another sentence.

"My good granddaughter will only receive winners."

Geralt and Roy exchanged a look, and it happened that he hadn't touched anyone for a long time.

Then warm up.

"Your Majesties, Lavis of Fourhorn City and Geralt of Rivia are willing to serve you..." He bowed and nodded to Mossak at the same time.

"Geralt, there is no missing arm or leg. It seems that he has listened to my advice last time. Very good!"

The druid of the archipelago laughed heartily, patted his shoulder with a palm as thick as a bear's paw, and turned his deep eyes to Roy.

"Your change is amazing... What are you wearing on your body?" His forehead was raised and furrowed, his eyes flickered with doubts, he felt some familiar existence, he hesitated to speak.

Roy smiled and said nothing.

Now is not the time to negotiate deals with druids.

He turned around and observed all the ambassadors.I want to find the legendary big green turtle——Duke Raymond.

Suddenly, a handsome, fair-skinned handsome man came into sight.

The man was accompanied by a majestic knight covered in armor.

"Your Majesty, let me introduce you grandly," Raymond walked over with the knight, with a hint of pride on his face, "This is my bodyguard for this trip, the Ranger Knight of Toussaint, Three-time knight tourney champion, Grim."

"He single-handedly wiped out a group of bandits who had been entrenched in Toussaint for several years."

"Money and fame are like passing clouds to him. I was lucky enough to beat him once in the Quint competition, so I invited him to accompany me on this journey."

Everyone present couldn't help but be moved.

Roy stood beside the two His Majesties and looked at them quietly.

Grimm was a tall knight clad all over his body, and his dark golden armor made clanking sounds as he walked.

Shoulder armor, breastplate, hip protector, arm armor, and gloves are all available, and the gaps between the exquisite and elegant plate armor are connected by pieces of black leather armor.

Below the belt, a tightly fitted black leather skirt is exposed.

His helmet is dark gold in color, with a pair of raptor-like wings on the top, and the opening of his face is in the shape of a "Y", revealing sharp eyes and a half-open mouth.

However, the most eye-catching thing is a large sword with a sheath that he drags on the ground with both hands. The length is at least 1.5 meters. trace.

Grim Sigurd

Age: 35

Sex: Male

Status: Champion of the Beauclair Knights Tournament, knight-errant (a vigilante with a passion for chivalry and righteousness as his duty)

Life: 100

Attributes:

Power: 10

Agility: 10

Constitution: 10

Perception: 6

Will: 8

Charisma: 7

Spirit: 5

skill:

Long Sword Specialization Lv10, Polearm Weapon Specialization Lv10, Riding Lv8, Basic Ranged Weapon Specialization Lv6, Military Training (Passive Solidification)

……

"Your Majesty East, Queen Calanthe, you can stand before the two of you today," the knight took off his helmet, revealing a mature, resolute, and handsome face with blond hair and brown eyes. He lowered his head and knelt on one knee Kneeling, "Grimm is honored."

His voice was airy, earnest and full of energy.

"Well, what a knight-errant..." East nodded at him. The sturdy figure over 1.9 meters is in line with the appearance of a warrior in the hearts of the islanders. "Can you tell me your real name and coat of arms."

"On my honor..." Grimm tapped his chest with his armored fist, "The knight-errant cannot reveal his real name and coat of arms."

East nodded, without forcing it.

"I hope that the two Majesties will be successful, and let me compete with the strongest warrior in Cintra. It's just for the sake of exercising skills and deciding the winner."

"Courage is commendable, knight-errant Grimm, since you have made this request sincerely, your opponent will be the strongest swordsman in Cintra—"

East turned to Geralt beside him, "Ravis from Fourhorn City!"

The well-informed ambassadors around were suddenly amazed, the knight-errants of Toussaint, they had more or less heard of it, but this Lavis--albino-like complexion and hair, stiff cheeks , amber vertical pupils, the four-horn city that no one has heard of.

It really made everyone puzzled and looked at each other at a loss.

The witcher lord?

"Your Excellency Ravis, he is also a master of swordsmanship who travels all over the world, eradicating rape and evil..." Calanthe smiled, green sparks ignited in his eyes, "the number of bandits and villains who died at his hands is countless, He even harvested the heads of many bloodthirsty monsters."

Grim's eyes lit up immediately, looking at the white wolf, his eyes were full of fierce fighting intent, but his expression was calm, which made people feel good.

He and Geralt nodded to each other, and he saw something unusual in the white wolf's posture, momentum, and eyes.

"Your Excellency, don't hold back your hands. Going all out is the greatest respect for a ranger knight. I swear on my honor, I will do my best."

"as you wish."

A moment later, a referee introduced the two sides into the circle in the center of the garden. Prior to this, Grim Sigurd took off his plate armor and stacked them neatly outside the court for the sake of fairness.

Archduke Raymond sat next to Mossak.

Under Calanthe's gesture, Roy sat on her right hand and turned his gaze to the unsheathed sword in Grimm's hand.

It was an unusual sword—a pale gold blade, broad and thin, with no blood grooves.There are more than three grips on the hilt, and there is an oval black weight ball at the pommel, and there is a [-]-centimeter edgeless section on the strong sword body.

Roy could imagine that this must be used to charge and launch a thrust.

According to the structure of the sword body, its attack method should be mainly slashing.

Dim sunlight streams through the patio.

The huge slashing sword has a smooth blade that reflects golden light.

The solemn face of the knight was illuminated.

Geralt flicked his sword with a flick of his wrist, his white hair flying behind his head.

The two stood silently at a distance of five meters.

Geralt's long sword stood obliquely at his waist, pointing directly at Grim's neck, in a plow position.

And Grim held the chopping sword on his shoulders, like he was carrying a knight's lance, with his front and back feet separated, and his body bowed slightly.

Formed a very oppressive and explosive bow.

……

The two tentatively paced around each other a few times, getting closer and closer.

Roy thought that Geralt would end the battle quickly, but his face became more serious.It seemed that he was fighting against a well-matched opponent.

"Shh-"

The Cavaliers launched an attack first!

"what!"

Shocking roar!