Heroes of Silver Moon

Chapter 172: : Tournament celebration

Simon, the holy son who descended from the sky, arrived so suddenly that even the archbishop himself couldn't figure out the intention of the goddess of moonlight.

In the past, the holy sons of the church grew up in the church from an early age. It was the first time that a foreign holy son like Simon appeared in the church.

"Oh, maybe!", with a self-deprecating smile again, the old king skipped this topic.

The old king, who has been in charge of the Silver Moon Kingdom for decades and is over 130 years old, has recently felt more and more powerless.

If it wasn't for the fact that a Holy Spirit was ascended by the church some time ago, and the old king was baptized once, he would have struggled to walk.

Glancing at the crown prince sitting next to him, the old king sighed quietly. He estimated that he would last another five or six years at most.

The matter of the aristocratic council must be resolved as soon as possible, or else wait until his grandson succeeds to the throne.

The noble council will definitely take advantage of his unstable foothold and put pressure on him to force his grandson to recognize the legitimacy of the noble council.

Having made up his mind, the old king's mind returned to the celebration.

Simon stood at the door of the cathedral, pulled the bowstring with his right hand, took a deep breath, and then the rocket shot out swiftly, right in the middle of the torch placed outside the cathedral.

The torch was blazing, and the people around the cathedral cheered again. Almost all the torches over the years were shot by an arrow, but this year it looked a little different.

First of all, the archer was replaced by the Holy Son, who was closer to the goddess. Most believers believed that the Holy Son was closer to the goddess than the Pope.

Secondly, just before Simon shot the arrow, the blessings sent down by the goddess were obvious to all the people around the cathedral. This not only meant that Simon, the Son of God, was truly blessed, but also meant that the Moonlight Goddess had set her sights here.

Therefore, superstitious people, of course, take it for granted that the arrow shot by the Holy Son this year will indeed represent a year of good luck.

"Hmm," Simon breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the rocket hit the torch directly.

Although he practiced in private before, he could shoot more accurately based on feeling, but on such a big occasion, shooting arrows based on feeling alone really worried Simon very much.

But fortunately, the most difficult level has passed smoothly, and the rest of the celebration contest and sacrificial dance are easier to fool.

Those people can hardly tell whether the contest and dancing are exciting or not, but archery is different, and the people can tell at a glance whether they have hit the torch or not.

Putting the sacrificial longbow on the wooden plate held by the nun, Simon quickly raised a platinum long sword with both hands, and walked to the high platform with Cirillo.

The platinum long sword in Simon's hand is mixed with a little fine gold and mithril, which is not only very gorgeous, but also of high value.

Fine gold and mithril are originally special magical metals. As long as any weapon or armor is mixed with a little bit when casting, its own hardness will be greatly improved.

In the entire Silvermoon Kingdom, there will never be more than a hundred weapons mixed with fine gold and mithril, and there will be no more than five weapons mixed with fine gold and mithril at the same time.

The long sword that Simon is holding now is one of them.

"Holy Son, please," Cirillo, wearing a special church armor, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and then respectfully said to Simon.

The special armor he is wearing now is specially used for celebrations. Apart from being beautiful and beautiful, it is not very useful in itself. It is as thin as a piece of paper.

"Please," Simon also struggled to raise the long sword in his hand, and gave a swordsman salute to Cirillo.

This long sword mixed with fine gold and mithril is not ordinary heavy. If it weren't for Simon's body, which received two magic baptisms during the advanced stage, it might not be able to hold it.

"Ha!" After performing etiquette with each other, Cirillo shouted pretendingly, and an astonishing holy grudge suddenly burst out from his body, and he stabbed at Simon with a sword.

"Ah", according to the previous practice, Simon happened to block the sword at the predetermined position.

"Bang~", the two swords crisscrossed, and there was a crisp sound.

Afterwards, Cirillo quickly drew back his long sword, turned around and slashed at Simon's neck, and the people around him all exclaimed at this thrilling scene.

And the famous swordsman among the surrounding people shook his head helplessly.

Anyone who is proficient in swordsmanship can tell that this new holy son of the church probably hasn't held a sword for a few days before.

Not to mention fighting with a well-known swordsman like Cirillo, just a few swordsmen at random, and within three strokes, this new holy son can be brought down.

"Haha, Harris, look quickly, the holy son didn't even have a steady horse, and he wanted to slash the opponent. If the church knight hadn't picked him up with a sword in a hurry, it is estimated that the holy son would have to perform in public A dog eats shit! I laughed so hard!"

The annual Luna Festival celebration~www.readwn.com~ Of course Guy and others will not miss it, they came here early in the morning, just now is the comment released by Guy.

"Hey, keep your voice down." Seeing the believers around, they looked at Guy with dissatisfaction. Deborah quickly covered Guy's stinky mouth.

During the celebration of the Luna Festival, in front of tens of thousands of believers, speaking insultingly to the Holy Son of the Moonlight Church, that’s not how you would die!

"Hey", seeing Guy's idiot behavior, Mike let out a long sigh again. Can this product really survive a month in his cousin's hands without breaking?

Yesterday, Gay and Mike's cousin Xi Ludi confirmed their relationship not long after meeting each other.

Then Xi Ludi secretly told Mike that as long as Guy can survive a month without breaking in her hands, then she will let this kid who is desperate to crash into the arms of the "Banshee of the Royal Capital" be spared.

In this regard, Mike also had no choice but to whom Guy was in a bad mood, but fell in love with her cousin, those noble young masters in the capital, when the "banshee of the capital" was mentioned, that one had to make a detour!

In the past few years, the few noble young masters who had been in contact with his cousin were basically autistic. I heard that there was one who couldn't think about it and clamored to commit suicide every day.

If it weren't for the fact that the family behind his cousin was really strong enough, it is estimated that the family behind those noble young masters would have settled with her long ago.

"Okay", the people around cheered again, and Mike turned his attention to the high platform again.

After a "hard and arduous" battle, Simon, the holy son who did not know swordsmanship, picked up the sword and picked out the long sword in the hands of swordsman Xi Liluo, winning the contest.

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