Chapter 917 Competition I

When noon came, the inner city square of Holy Helm City was crowded with people.

The contest between the two squadron leaders of Mod and Sommer Thunder City Guard Corps attracted widespread attention.

This is naturally impossible in normal times.

However, with Pound Thunder's manipulation and Dean's acquiescence, everything becomes easier.

Mord, who was merciful and rewarded by the Holy One, has grown in strength.

People want to see what kind of strength Moder has acquired.

Under Pound Thunder's propaganda, the people who were rewarded by Dean had already spread like a god, and, with the addition of the propaganda of those returning prisoners of war.

Dean is on his way to the altar.

Of course, some people still don't believe it.

Although Dean showed absolute strength when guarding the Holy Helm City, killing monsters is easy, but it can bestow strength on a person...

This ability, which is like a blessing, is something only God can do.

Therefore, the guards and residents of Holy Helm City walked towards the square with curiosity.

The reason for the arrival of the prisoners of war is even simpler.

After a short walk together, and the same respect for Dean, they naturally stood behind Moder, and regarded Moder's opponent as an enemy.

"Lord Saint, I'm sorry! I tried my best to persuade my uncle, but..."

Dro Leiting walked towards the viewing stand along the wooden steps. When he came to Dean's side, a deep apology appeared on his face.

"I know!"

Dean waved his hand and signaled the young man to sit down, and when the latter sat beside him, Dean continued slowly: "Dro, you don't have to do this at all, because this is something you can't stop right now Even if it is something you have to face in the future—remember the story I told you? That Highness also faced such difficulties. She wanted to protect her subjects, but there were always people standing in her way On the road, most of them are enemies. A small number are the closest people, and these people made the most high-sounding reasons, making it difficult for His Highness to move!"

"Can't move an inch?"

The young man chewed on these words,

After a while. There was a wry smile on his face.

Isn't this the portrayal of him now?

Originally, in his plan, he should have contacted many city-states and tribes in the west last night, but so far, he still hasn't done anything, and can only sit here and watch the so-called competition.

because. He didn't even have a servant around him to deliver orders.

Even those dead soldiers had all left his side after returning yesterday.

As for the new guard?

Whatever he said, he said yes, and then told his great-uncle, and then, of course, everything was self-evident.

"It can't go on like this, otherwise, everything will become irreversible!"

The young man murmured softly.

Dean could hear it clearly.

Although during the day, when there is no moon. Dean couldn't borrow that extraordinary power, but the two sides were basically sitting next to each other, and Dro Leiting didn't deliberately avoid it, so they could hear it clearly.

"Wait patiently! Soon, it will be back to normal!"

Dean patted the young man's arm and said in a low voice.

At the same time, he pointed to the distance without any trace.

Subconsciously, Dro Leiting looked along Dean's fingers——

A sturdy coachman in leather armor drove the carriage straight and approached slowly.

This is a carriage pulled by four black war horses coming slowly.

The carriage is also black, but the corners are covered with gold corners. The dark blue curtain blocked the window, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside the carriage.

However, no one will deny the luxury of these two carriages.

You know, even nobles. The corners of the carriage are only inlaid with brass.

What's more, those four solid-colored war horses looked mighty and extraordinary.

Thunder Horse!

And some people with good eyesight let out low exclamations.

The offspring of the best warhorse in Thunder City, combined with alchemy, is docile, full of explosive power, and excellent in endurance. Know how to cooperate with people.

These horses are called Thunder Horses.

Thunder City has always been the proudest thing to have such a war horse and even better knights.

However, they did not expect to see the thunder horse pulling the cart.

Even though this car looks very extraordinary.

Dro Lei Ting, who was sitting on the viewing platform, tightly squeezed the handle of the seat with his palms.

And his eyes were on the carriage.

When Pound Thunder stepped down from it, Dean could hear the young man's rapid breathing, the kind of anger.

At this time, Pound Thunder was no longer dressed in a dark robe as usual, but changed into a red robe, but the red was glittering with golden light.

Golden threads passed through the red robe, making the monotonous color extremely luxurious.

An emerald the size of a baby's fist hung on Pound Thunder's chest, making it impossible to move his eyes away.

Under everyone's gaze, Pound Thunder walked towards the viewing stand at a steady pace.

"Master Saint, Dro!"

Pound Thunder said hello.

Dean obviously heard the difference, but he didn't say much, just nodded with a smile, but Dro Thunder was angry.

Not because of the change of his name.

It's just because of the change of Pound Thunder in front of him.

"Uncle, why did you do this? Don't you know that thunder horses are supposed to gallop on the battlefield? They shouldn't be pulling carts here, and your attire..."

"Enough, those beasts are created to serve us better! As for my dress, it's my personal choice, even if it's Dro, you shouldn't dictate!"

Dro Leiting's words were directly interrupted by Pound Leiting.

The old man had a gloomy face, and after glancing at Dro Lei Ting, he walked straight to his seat——

A chair in front of Dean and Dro Thunder.

Although it is one floor lower than the chairs of Dean and Dro Thunder, it is closer to the competition venue, and at the same time, according to Defen Dilan, it is also more noble.

Dean didn't say anything about it.

But Dro Leiting was trembling with anger.

Even under Dean's comfort, his face was still pale and he coughed repeatedly.

obviously. Anger made the young man's dark wound flare up again.

But hearing such a cough, Pang Delei Ting smiled meaningfully, and then he waved at the guard on the side.

Woo, woo!

The two handles required the cooperation of three people: two people carried them on their shoulders in front, and the trombone could only be blown with all the strength of one person behind. The voice is long and melodious.

Then there was the long-awaited cheer.

With the sound of the trumpet, it indicates that this competition has begun.

Before walking to the field, Moder finally sorted out his armor and long sword, while Ai Ji and others cheered and cheered on.

"Come on, Maude!"

"Teach that guy Sommer a lesson!"

...

Faced with such cheering and encouragement, Moder nodded heavily and walked towards the venue.

And long before that, Suomo, who was fully armed, had already stood in the field, with armor, a long sword, a steel shield, and the opened visor revealing Somo's face.

The slightly strange blush seemed to be infected by the surrounding atmosphere.

Sommer couldn't help laughing when he saw Maud walking in.

"I've been looking forward to such a battle for a long time, I never thought there would be such a stage!"

The voice is full of excitement and excitement. The blush on Suo Mo's face became more and more intense.

"Sommer, you?"

Maud keenly noticed something was wrong, neither Sommer's appearance nor Sommer's voice was what he remembered.

"I'm fine! I've never been better!"

Sommer laughed loudly and vigorously waved the long sword in his hand.

Woo, woo!

The long sword made a sharp and heavy sound of piercing through the air, which was extremely clear and loud even amidst the layers of cheers.

Maud stared.

Maud could clearly see that the long sword in Sommer's hand not only cut through the air, but also left tiny traces on the ground.

One thing is certain, the tip of the sword did not touch the ground!

Just relying on the vacuum slash that pierces the air...

Maud frowned.

He knew Sommer's strength very well. The opponent is a person who is good at dodging, that is to say, his body is flexible, but he has no more strength.

But now, the other party showed unusually strong muscle strength.

and. Such power is rare even among those captains.

Similarly, Dro Thunder on the management platform also saw this scene.

The young man covering his mouth and coughing looked at Somo in surprise.

After a few days of contact with Suo Mo's strength, the young man has a more detailed understanding.

Not bad though. But it is far from reaching the immediate level.

"How is this going?"

The young man was amazed at the change in Sommer.

At the same time, he saw Somme's unusually flushed cheeks, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

"It's nothing, I just happened to find a way to allow Sommer to better display his strength!"

Pound Thunder's voice came from the front.

Through the high back of the chair, Dro Leiting couldn't see the expression of the other party, but he could feel the pride in the other party's tone.

"But Sommer's strange...it will hurt the body!"

Dro Leiting said in a deep voice.

"Any gain needs to be paid! What's more, this is Sommer's own strong will, I just provided him with a platform - in fact, he was very grateful to me before, because this is what he expected It’s been a long time! And I gave him what he wanted, so he is willing to pay for it.”

Pang Delei Ting said, with a high-ranking and rewarding tone.

Dean listened to the other party's words, with a playful smile on his face.

Dro Thunder retorted subconsciously.

"But……"

clang!

A crisp gong interrupted Dro Lei Ting's words.

The competition has begun!

The first update~(to be continued.)

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