Lord of the Oasis Chapter 173: .Boring competition

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Kant swallowed slightly: "The knights led by 10 great knights."

"It's a pity." His tone was still a little lost, but he raised his head and smiled and said, "Although I don't know the Silver Light Knights, I still have the help of others." After a while, Kant said with a firm tone and pointedly: "I think they are no less than the Silver Light Knights."

Baron Dylan swept across the corner of the walled viewing platform.

10 Salander riders, standing there smiling and talking.

It is a self-contained system, forming a circle of rejection from outsiders. Even if there are landlords and businessmen with their children who plan to try their luck, they are turned down after a few chats.

It didn't take long for all the merchants to know that these seemingly gentle, but actually icy riders were not so easy to approach.

Baron Dylan knew it.

Substitute the forces mentioned by Kant and these 10 Salander riders who have obviously experienced knight training into the forces that Princess Sophia once left behind, smiling slightly, with deep fear in their eyes, and at the same time With a bit of frenzy.

If only he could return to the lurking forces.

And replace it.

The entire lion principality may have his place!

Because Baron Dylan was born in the forces brought by Princess Sofia at the beginning, she knew that Princess Sophia, who had gathered half the power of the Silver Plate Kingdom, actually wanted to subvert the Principality of Lions and control the political situation of the Principality of Lions. , completely, truly, and has the ability to change the status quo of this country!

In other words, it has the power to overthrow the country!

Understanding this situation, Baron Dylan was even more eager for Kant.

But I can't hide the greed deep in my eyes.

Kant is like an ignorant idiot, calling out to Uncle Dylan, kind and sincere, as if he really regards the baron as the only person he can rely on at the moment.

But there was an almost imperceptible sarcasm in the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Two generations are human.

Kant is no fool.

While the two were still talking, the competition below finally began.

The chubby butler walked over quickly, holding a parchment scroll in his hand, with dense text written on it with a quill pen, and handed it to Baron Dylan, reporting: "My lord, everything is ready, the beginning is by The children of the gentleman's family will play first, which is a competitive viewing session that will be mentioned first."

"Just look at the arrangement," Baron Dylan waved, not taking the parchment.

On the contrary, looking at this chubby butler who has followed him for many years, he also commanded him with awe: "Don't be ashamed of me, this is an athletic conference held to welcome the arrival of Xiao Kant, I may be angry if something goes wrong. .”

"Absolutely not!" Cold sweat broke out on the butler's fat face immediately.

"Hmph, that's good." Baron Dylan's expression softened slightly.

As arranged.

Many merchants and children of landlords on the viewing platform left quickly, walked down the city wall along the stairs, changed into weapons and equipment for competition, walked side by side to the square, and respectfully saluted the seat of Baron Dylan say hello.

Baron Dylan also waved slightly, signaling the competition to start first.

The crowd below burst into cheers.

These competitors, who wore leather armor and held wooden spears, wooden shields, and wooden swords, quickly formed a group. As many people moved around, it could be seen that there were 20 people in two teams fighting each other. The battle seems to simulate an attack on the military formation.

Everyone came and went for a while, and it seemed quite lively.

And the civilians below also gave out cheers, which made the atmosphere quickly ignited.

This competition is one of their few grand banquets.

Baron Dylan also expressed satisfaction, turned his head with a smile and praised Kant: "These children are the sons of merchants and landlords. It seems that in a few years, they will become experienced warriors. If someone has the consciousness and training Strong, it is possible to become a knight attendant, I am very optimistic about them.”

"I think they're pretty good." Kant nodded as well.

"These are good lads." Baron Dylan nodded complacently.

However, in Kant's eyes, the group of guys underneath were ganging up and down, and after a while, they dispersed to find their opponents for a single-player PK, which was not at all interesting to watch.

Let's not talk about the blockbusters of the previous life, compared to the competitive conference of the Lion Castle, they are far worse, not of the same level at all.

Turn his head to look at the businessmen and landlords around him.

In addition to those vassal knights, they are all watching with relish.

Slightly frowning, Kant couldn't see that these young people below had any fighting skills. They were completely chopping with wooden swords, poking each other with wooden spears, and occasionally hitting twice with shields, as if they were children playing at home. .

However, his face did not show it, and he was still quite enthusiastic.

Soon, as a team was defeated, the competition temporarily came to an end.

The vanquished leaves the field.

And the victor raised his head proudly and stood on the field to show his victory.

The civilians below burst into enthusiastic cheers. Even on the viewing platform, many businessmen and landlords were chatting excitedly, talking about the actions of their children just now. Of course, the families of those who lost the war deliberately did not bring up this topic.

Defeat is not very acceptable.

Baron Dylan speaks at this time.

Sweeping over those businessmen and landlords, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Reward each winner with a large silver coin."

"Thanks to the gracious Baron Dylan!"

Suddenly there was a smile on someone's face, and they hurriedly saluted him.

Some had bitter smiles on their faces.

Obviously happy are the families of the victors, and bitterly smiling are the families of the vanquished.

Baron Dylan still smiled at this, and continued: "In the name of Little Kant, give the defeated 50 small silver coins as a reward for their unyielding performance in the arena!"

"Thanks to the gracious Baron Kant!"

Those businessmen and landowners with bitter faces suddenly showed a bit of joy, and they bowed to Baron Dylan and Kant directly to thank them. This kind of comfort is also not cheap, and they are quite satisfied. The most important thing is What is important is to estimate their face, so as not to lose too clean because of failure.

"Uncle Dylan, you are too generous." Kant also bowed his head and thanked him.

This is a small silver coin rewarded in his name after all.

Baron Dylan smiled complacently and shook his head: "Don't care too much, little Kant, as long as you are in my territory, then just like your home, as long as you are happy."

Kant continued to bow his head in thanks.

The performance is like a deeply moved young aristocrat.

Without the scheming, let alone the wrist, if you are a little nice to him, you will dare to be honest with you.

The square below is full of people.

Two teams of competitors appeared again, still those young people, but they were all new players, and they continued to fight in a mess, which made Kant speechless, but he still had a smile on his face.

The winners of the last 2 teams will conduct PK again to determine the final winning team.

This time, Baron Dylan was very generous. At that time, he rewarded each person with 5 large silver coins, which was almost equal to the income of these merchants and landlords for many months. The cheers became louder and louder.

The civilians below are extremely excited even if they are watching the fun.

The competition is at its climax.

At this time, the butler also came over and said with a smile: "Lord Dylan, it's time for the knights to compete. It must be very exciting."

This is the real climax.

The vassal knights with actual combat experience compete and are more meaningful to watch.

"Okay." Baron Dylan said with a smile.

But he also thought of something, turned his head and said to Kant: "My knights already know their level, it's better to let your guards help together."

"Those guards of mine?" Kant was stunned.

"That's right." Baron Dylan said with a smile: "You brought 40 guards, and you can choose 20 people to form two teams."

Kant bowed his head apologetically: "This is not good."

"Nothing wrong, I said." Baron Dylan patted Kant's shoulder with a smile, and said earnestly: "Look at your guards, they are all strong and strong, and they are more than enough to be knight attendants. Going to the game is also playing, not fighting on the battlefield."

"Then... well." Kant nodded.

"This competition is even more exciting." Baron Dylan smiled complacently.

As orders are issued.

The 20 Salander riders who were still waiting under the city walls were immediately transferred to the arena outside~IndoMTL.com~ They also changed leather armor, wooden swords, wooden spears, and wooden shields, but they were strong From the appearance and the aura of walking, it is not at all comparable to the children of the merchants and landlords in the past.

Real elite warriors, even the civilians below can see it.

The cheers are better.

At the same time, there are vassal knights from Stone Pass.

The 20 vassal knights also formed 2 teams. They were gearing up for each other. They looked at the Salander riders. They seemed to want to teach this group of foreign guys a lesson. opponent's reaction.

But the Salander rider remained indifferent, unmoved at all.

This angered the vassal knights.

Provocation of the other party, but the other party ignores you at all, is like contempt.

One by one, they whispered and whispered that they must look good on these guys later.

"A team of guards from Lord Kant will compete with a team of cavalry from Stone Pass!"

A servant on the viewing platform of the city wall shouted the rules.

The voice is loud enough that even the civilians below can hear it clearly: "It is not allowed to cause fatal injuries, and it is not allowed to cause injuries with serious sequelae. The competition is mainly based on competition, and it must not be regarded as a fight on the battlefield. I hope you I understand!"

"Understood." The 20 Salander riders replied calmly.

"Don't be rambling, let's get started!"

But the knights were a little impatient, and their status was higher than these servants.

Therefore, the tone is also unceremonious.

Seeing this, Baron Dylan frowned slightly.

However, he said to Kant with a chuckle: "Your guard is really good, like a well-trained knight. Compared with my vassals, the gap is really too big. It's like a real noble knight, with a group of wandering knights. Knight."