People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 164: The Gwent Card

The residence of Princess Sibylla.

She was hugging little Baldwin, and in a gentle tone, she was reciting to him A Song of Winter and Fire—a legendary novel that is currently the most popular among the aristocratic circles in Jerusalem.

Looking at the writing style, the author and the author of The Demon Hunter seem to be the same person, but the writing is smoother and the description is more delicate.

In his writing, Sibyl seems to have seen another continent called "Westeros", where the nobles are intriguing and fighting openly and secretly.

"Mum, Jaime is so bad that he pushed Bran off the tower, it was murder!"

Princess Sibilla shook her head earnestly: "No, child, you have to understand what drove James to commit such an insult to chivalry by pushing a child off a tall building."

In her opinion, the person who can really be called "bad" should be "Queen Se".

Greedy and arrogant, self righteous.

He is obviously a top idiot, but he still thinks that he is superb and deserves to enjoy supreme power.

Such a stupid woman is also worthy of the throne of the Queen Mother Regent?She can be in power, and it is a kind of "evil" to the people, to those around her, and to herself.

From the bottom of her heart, Sibyl added silently: "It's just as annoying as that Isabella!"

The best-selling of Song of Winter and Fire did not exceed Lothar's expectations.

With the gem of the witcher first, the new book also uses more exquisite illustrations and covers, and the price is not very high, so it's no wonder it doesn't sell well.

But Lothar doesn't expect to make money from selling books, just enough to pay back the money, just keep the printing workshop running.

In addition, at the moment when A Song of Winter and Fire sparked another wave of popularity in Jerusalem, Coors also quietly implemented his plan.

...

Jerusalem.

Inside the pub.

The bard gracefully chants the new story to the sound of the lute.

The decoration of this tavern is obviously more upscale. Most of the people who come here to consume are knights or wealthy handicraftsmen and businessmen. They are also quieter, not as noisy as the taverns in the market.

The pilgrim from Gaul, Baron Fulk of Languedoc, accepted the green glass bottle from the bartender with some surprise.

He said with emotion: "In Languedoc, only the church still preserves this large piece of green glass."

The bartender smiled and said, "My lord, this is Jerusalem, full of rare treasures. It's just glass. Every wine we can name here is stored in this kind of bottle."

boom--

At this time, there was a sound of tables and chairs colliding.

Immediately afterwards, people were in an uproar.

Fulk looked at this scene with great interest: "It seems that even in Jerusalem, there will always be drunks who drink too much and fight each other."

The bartender shrugged: "This is probably the charm of wine."

At this time on the court.

Two tall knights were facing each other.

One of them shouted: "Bastard, how dare you insult the great Van Helsing, you scum, I will fight you!"

Who is Van Helsing?
Such an idea popped up in Fulk's mind.

He asked the bartender beside him, "Is this Van Helsing a famous nobleman?"

The bartender looked solemn: "No, but he is more noble than a nobleman. He is a great witcher. He often exempts the poor from paying them, travels around, and preaches the will of the heavenly father."

"Oh, there are such people in Jerusalem?"

Fulk was shocked: "Where is he now? I really hope to see him in person."

The bartender showed a teasing smile: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm afraid you won't have this chance, because Mr. Van Helsing is the character in the most popular novel "The Witcher"."

"novel?"

Fulk had a rage of being fooled.

The bartender quickly explained: "Although it is just a story, Van Helsing is no less than a real hero in the hearts of the people in Jerusalem. Many people worship him from the bottom of their hearts, but some people regard this behavior as blasphemy. , the two groups often clash.”

Fulk couldn't believe it.

Is this Jerusalem?
People would fight over a fictional character?
At this time, the man on the other side of the arena who was confronting the knight shouted: "His Majesty the Pope once said that it is a sin to waste precious life on the dueling arena."

"If you really think I've insulted your hero, we can use this to duel!"

The man took out a stack of cards stored in an iron box. The back of the cards had a golden pattern and a luxurious copper frame.

"What is this? It looks like the material on the cover of The Witcher!"

"The witcher's Gwent card?"

"Someone actually made it!"

"My God, is the plot described in the novel really going to appear in front of me—the knights are fighting with Gwent cards?"

The people in the tavern whispered in surprise.

Fulk felt like a soil turtle from the countryside with the soles of his feet covered in mud, completely unable to understand the changes in the situation on the field at this time.

Why don't you draw your sword?

What the hell are they doing with these cards?
The knight smiled proudly: "Don't tell me you don't know how to play Gwent cards. What I have is a whole set of Jerusalem cards."

The man on the opposite side was not to be outdone, and took out a stack of cards inlaid with copper edges: "Bijibi, who is afraid of you? I have to warn you, whether it is in the duel arena or at the poker table, I can't lose for you."

The two posed around the table.

The onlookers rushed over one after another, and Fulk hurriedly squeezed in with his attendants, and finally occupied a good position by relying on his strong body that often eats meat.

The two knights already had serious faces at this moment, and they formed a formation on the table.

Taking the middle as the line, the knights on both sides placed cards on their own field, and he was attracted by the exquisite drawings on the cards.

"Is this a witch painted on it?"

he muttered softly.

The knight laughed and said, "That's right, it's the witch. In the remote profession, the elite with points as high as twelve points. This is the strongest card that I opened after buying ten packs of cards."

The knight on the opposite side showed a cold expression: "Heh, do you think Gwent cards rely on cards bought with money? No, it depends on wisdom!"

As he spoke, he played a card with a black cloud painted on it.

Among the onlookers, a knowledgeable person suddenly exclaimed: "It's the weather card, it's exactly as described in the novel, haha, on cloudy days, your witch's attack power will be greatly reduced, and you will lose!"

Fulk thought to himself, witches wouldn't lose their sight and cast spells indiscriminately just because it was dark.

It just looks interesting.

The knight looked cold: "Well, so what if you win this round? You consume far more cards than me. Let me see how you win the next round?"

as predicted.

In the second round, the knight changed his tactics and no longer insisted on throwing cards in the same column, but placed them in melee, archer, and siege respectively.

Although the knight on the opposite side once again played a weather card, reducing the combat effectiveness of all siege weapons, they still couldn't turn the tide and could only lose by three points.

To the third round.

The onlookers were already fascinated, and they stood on both sides of the poker table one after another, making suggestions for those on their side.

"Play this big knight card, a full ten points, we will win."

The knight was flushed with anger: "Idiot, stop reporting my cards to the opponent."

But right now, he has no other cards to play.

The scores of both sides were bitten to death.

The only "weather card" left in his hand was the "scorching sun" that had the same debuff effect on both sides. If he got this weather card, it would only cause his own melee card to weaken significantly.

So, he could only grit his teeth and play this "big knight" card.

But immediately after, he saw the knight on the opposite side laughing and throwing out a card, which depicted Lothar wearing exquisite plate armor with a black double-headed eagle cloak fluttering behind him.

The name of the card is - Grand Leader Lothar.

Points are: 6
From the point of view, it is even inferior to the big knight card on the opposite side.

But the effect of this card is: Destroy the card with the highest points in the opponent's melee column.

Immediately, there was thunderous cheers in the tavern: "Ha, it is the Earl of Lothar who led us to defeat the evil heretics. Now, he has once again turned the tide and defeated the villain who insulted Van Helsing!"

The knight on the opposite side turned red and cursed: "No, it's not fair. You don't pay attention to the etiquette of viewing cards at all. If you didn't report my card, I wouldn't have lost."

Immediately afterwards, there were some obscure words such as "reports don't count", "opponents don't talk about martial arts".

Now, however, no one cared what he had to say anymore.

Almost everyone is asking, where to buy this Gwent card, and how much is each card worth?

Fulk was also fascinated by it, and asked, "Man, what kind of card is this kind of Kun, and where can I buy it? I have never seen such a novel way of playing before."

(End of this chapter)