Chapter 16 The Dragon Slaying Hero

Duel field.

In a bright room.

The owner of the duel arena was leaning on the sofa, his glasses glowing with white light, making it impossible to distinguish his emotions until a glass of red wine was handed to him.

"Is that man worth paying so much attention to?" After the boss of the duel received the red wine, he looked at the priest sitting next to him.

"Attention, do you know his experience?" the boss of the duel field asked back, taking a sip of red wine.

He looked at the priest's curious eyes and explained:
"He didn't have any magic power during the first duel. Now the magic power he has is no less than that of a magician who has been practicing for a few years."

"Ah...genius, that's really enviable." The priest suddenly realized, and he had a full understanding of why the owner of the dueling venue cared so much about the duelist named Akhtar.

There are records in the history books. It took less than a day for a genius to find his corresponding star and obtain magic power easily.

However, that genius later became what people call the Witch of Time. She committed blasphemy and was tied to the temple and burned at the stake.

But no matter how evil the Witch of Time is, her talent and ultimate achievements, which are envied by countless people, make people clearly understand the value of genius.

"He won't become a demon, right?" the priest suddenly said again, and then saw the boss of the duel arena shaking his head.

He held up the wine glass, as if seeing the reality through the bright red wine.

"That man is a believer in the goddess of life and can easily use healing prayers. Instead of worrying about becoming a devil, it is better to expect him to become a saint."

"...I'm a little jealous." The priest said bluntly. He was also a believer in the goddess of life, and he was also good at using prayers about the goddess of life. However, if he wanted to reach the level of being close to a saint, it would never be possible.

Hearing this, the owner of the dueling arena swung his wine glass and took an elegant sip of red wine: "Maybe you should regret it, his life may end today."

"You have arranged a very difficult opponent?" The priest showed a surprised look. He knew the character of the boss of the duel arena very well. He was keen on suspenseful duels, so there must be no huge disparity in the strength of the opponents arranged.

Trying their best to fight each other, racking their brains, and using all means. This is the duel that the audience wants and the owner of the duel venue wants to see.

The owner of the duel arena was silent for a moment and said: "There is a troublesome big shot who is interested in Akhtar's skills."

The priest frowned: "Who?"

The boss of the duel arena did not answer immediately. He drank the red wine in his glass and said:
"Siegfried."

"He is the hero who slays the dragon." The priest also fell silent. If Akhtar is given time, he may be able to confront Siegfried in the future. There is no chance of winning now. There is despair between the two sides. gap.

"Why would you agree to such a duel?"

"..." The boss of the duel didn't say much, and the priest beside him didn't ask any more questions. They would know the answer even if they didn't tell.

They have no room to refuse the will of the strong.

……

...

In the early morning, the warm sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the floor indoors, seeming to turn into a swimming snake of light.

Until the sound of the doorknob twisting came from the room.

Leticia immediately opened her eyes alertly, her emerald green eyes showing vigilance, and she subconsciously raised her hand, trying to recite an offensive magic.

But when he saw the silver knight standing at the door, his expression immediately changed to one of peace of mind and trust.

"Are you awake?" Ximu looked at Leticia who had turned from vigilance to peace of mind, almost confirming that she had been trusted by her.

He turned his back to Leticia and said:
"The duel is about to begin. I'm going to take you to a place where you can be safe."

"A place to ensure my safety?" Leticia became excited and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but pain came from her ankles and wrists, making her unable to lie down on the bed again.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, since you are not absolutely sure of winning, please don't do such dangerous things!"

She was very serious and persuaded the knight in silver at the door.

"Even if you earn the money to treat your injuries, I wouldn't be willing to use that money to treat myself."

"No, you will." Ximu asserted, "Even if you don't want to be delayed, you will receive treatment."

Leticia: "..."

Yes, if Akhtar really earns 10,000 gold coins, then she will definitely receive treatment, even if it is not for herself, she should consider it for Akhtar.

She would never tolerate letting the knight who took care of her suffer just because of her own petty temper.

She was already feeling guilty for being under Akhtar's care.

"Don't worry, this is just insurance." Ximu looked at the helpless and depressed Leticia, and gently closed the door.

Leticia pursed her lips, feeling increasingly depressed as she felt helpless about the current situation.

She held on to the edge of the bed with difficulty and walked off the bed.

Since she was going to meet Akhtar's friends, she should dress herself up. This is the etiquette of a lady.

Come to the dressing table.

Leticia looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly realized something. She and Akhtar were in the same room last night. Even if Akhtar wanted to take the opportunity to coerce her, she had no ability to resist.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, you are really an excellent knight." She said softly, while admiring Akhtar's character.

I don't know why I feel a little...lost.

Could it be that she wasn't attracted to Akhtar enough, so Akhtar didn't cross the line with her at all, not even a hint of verbal ambiguity.

Although everything Akhtar did was very normal.

after a while.

When the door opened, Leticia looked into the living room and saw Akhtar leaning against the door, naturally helping her up.

"After breakfast, we'll set off." Ximu helped Leticia come to the table and pointed to the breakfast on the table.

"Just one portion?" Leticia looked at the breakfast on the table and couldn't help showing doubts. The knight in silver beside her shook his head.

He pulled up his chair and sat down.

"I've already eaten in advance." Ximu raised his hand to signal Leticia to finish her meal quickly and take her to see the Witch of Time later.

In order to protect his princess, he resolutely participated in a life-and-death duel. In order to protect the safety of the princess, he chose to entrust the princess to the person he thought was the most capable.

On the surface, it seems very reasonable. Not only the Witch of Time would find it reasonable, but also Leticia would find it reasonable.

Anyone who knows this story will be moved.

"Sir Akhtar, why are you so nice to me?"

Leticia pursed her lips tightly and looked at the knight in silver beside her, tears sliding down her delicate and pretty face. She bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her tears, but found that she couldn't stop them at all.

In response, Ximu just shook his head slightly and signaled Leticia to continue eating breakfast. He did not explain what he did.

After all, he only took Leticia to find the Witch of Time to complete the side mission, mainly to find an excuse to contact the Witch of Time.

Otherwise, when he finds the Plague Goddess afterwards, he will not be able to find an excuse to leak it to the Witch of Time, so that the Witch of Time can find an opportunity to assassinate the Plague Goddess.

And there is also an advantage of not explaining it, it can make people think in the direction they expect. The more favorable the person is, the more positive their thoughts will be.

Now Leticia was extremely moved and guilty. She saw this deceitful and honest princess holding back the tears while eating breakfast.

As expected of the popular character of Mystic Gate, you can't be picky in terms of personality.

When the favorability reaches a certain level, it can also be used as a supporting role for players to help less skilled players defeat some more difficult bosses.

after a while.

Bull Street.

Room 506.

"Please ask me to take care of her?" Kronos gently held his chin with his slender hand, looking playfully at Leticia, who was sitting elegantly next to Xi Mu, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Okay, but you have to pay a price?"

"What do you want me to do?" Ximu nodded and asked, seeing this cold and mysterious witch with an ambiguous and evil smile.

She tapped her lower lip with her delicate hand, her words ambiguous.

"Come to my room tonight, and I'll tell you what to do then."

Ximu Silence did not respond immediately.

however.

Leticia became excited instead: "Wait a minute, Ms. Kronos, what do you want Mr. Akhtar to do tonight?"

In response, Chronos smiled ambiguously, raised his delicate hands, and looked at his nails casually: "What can men and women do at night?"

Speaking of this, her smile became more playful.

"Of course you can also give up your asylum. It doesn't matter to me. I won't force it."

"Okay." Ximu stood up, pressed Leticia's shoulder next to him, and nodded to Kronos:

"I'll come find you tonight."

"Then I'm looking forward to your arrival, little one." Kronos chuckled, looking at Leticia with wide emerald eyes with interest, who wanted to stop her, and gently used his fingers. He tapped the armrest of the chair.

Invisible power spread, as if there was an unknown power, stopping Leticia from speaking, so that she could only watch Akhtar leave the room.

Accompanied by the sound of a door closing.

"..." Leticia regained control of her body. She subconsciously wanted to stand up and chase Akhtar as he left.

"If you want him to die, then go after him." Chronos smiled sweetly and looked at the human girl in front of him. "You can understand the consequences of not being able to concentrate on it and still worrying about it, even if you don't need me to tell you. .”

Leticia: "..."

Her footsteps stopped at this moment, and she turned to stare at the mature woman opposite, her emerald green eyes full of anger and helplessness.

When Kronos saw this, he showed no fear. Instead, he showed a playful smile. Bullying such an upright girl was really... pleasant.

She was already looking forward to seeing how heartbroken this human girl would be tonight, watching helplessly as the person she had a vague love for had to enter the bad woman's room for her own sake. With that heartbroken and painful expression, she just wanted to You can feel pleasure just thinking about it.

Although she did not intend to have a relationship with Akhtar, it did not prevent the human girl in front of her from thinking that she and Akhtar had done something.

As for guilt, of course she can't have it. After all, she is also a serious witch. She is not even a human being. How can she have normal human moral values.

"I am the heir to the Kingdom of Iris, and I can give you more compensation afterwards." Leticia calmed down and wanted to negotiate with Chronos.

However, when Kronos heard this, he turned his head disdainfully and waved his hand gently: "The heir to the kingdom is the least valuable in the world. Even a remote village can build a country."

"It's not a remote country. My country has a very long history!" Leticia retorted, and Kronos nodded and smiled at her.

"That's a remote village with a long history." She took out a bank card, "Can your country afford one billion gold coins?"

Leticia: "..."

In fact, her country really can't afford that much money, let alone that she is still a poor princess.

at the same time.

Duel field.

Ximu carried the heavy sword and walked through the dark corridor step by step, drinking potions from bottles, leaving empty bottles behind him.

Until he stepped into the duel field and stepped on the soft sand again, his eyes fell on the opposite side of the duel field, a brown woman holding a pair of scimitars and wearing cool clothes.

"Akhtar, do you dare to come to a more exciting battle?" The woman waved the sword with both hands and challenged the knight in silver.

"It's so unchivalrous to fight a woman like me while wearing that turtle shell."

"..." Ximu didn't answer. He inserted the thick sword into the ground. With the successful expression of the woman opposite, he swung the thick sword hard, as if a javelin was thrown out, and kicked the ground with both feet, as if it was an out-of-control tank. Generally rush out.

Then the battle came to an end.

Halfway through, Ximu grabbed the heavy sword that rushed out, locked his eyes on the opponent who had already dodged, and used his strength to throw out the heavy sword again.

The double-sword female duelist who had already evaded had no time to evade. The heavy sword penetrated her body from the front, and was carried by the remaining force and nailed to the wall of the duel field.

"There is no fairness in a duel." Ximu calmly came to the dead female duelist with double swords and pulled out the heavy sword with force.

At this moment, the duel arena erupted in violent cheers, and the audience was very satisfied with this opening.

Everyone knew that this duel was just an appetizer, and Akhtar would continue to fight until the real opponent arranged in the duel field came out.

Now it's just a warm-up and arousing the atmosphere of the scene.

"So handsome, Akhtar!" a lady screamed, "come to my house tonight, my daughter and I will chat with you."

"My son and I will chat with you!" A strong man shouted, ignoring the frightened son next to him.

"Come to my house and you won't have to work hard in your life!" There are also rich women with strong financial resources who say this loudly and seductively.

The atmosphere in the duel field was very lively.

(End of this chapter)

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