The Emerald Tower

　　 Before accepting the ‘Knight’s Baptism’, he had the strength of a knight. This is not a legend.

In fact, in the royal houses of some great nobles and countries, such people abound. The most famous one is the King Siti, who had the strength of a knight when he was six years old, and he was self-conscious. Awakened a certain extremely high talent, did not carry out the'knight baptism' at all.

　　 But, that's King Xiti!

　　 A genius born in the royal chamber!

　　 And what about Tyre collar?

　　 is just a small town on the border of the Jade Kingdom, not to mention that it awakened by itself at the age of six, even if it was twenty years old, none of them awakened by themselves.

　　Even, let alone Tyrrell, even in the entire County of Vauban, there is no such genius.

　　 Putting aside the self-awakening, just possessing the strength of a knight is not something ordinary people can do, at least Tier Ling still does not have such a genius.

　　In Vauban County, only one has appeared in the past five years.

Moreover, that person is not a man of Vauban in the true sense, but from the emerald capital; therefore, seriously speaking, Vauban has not appeared in the county for ten years, and he has become A genius with the strength of a knight.

　　 Therefore, facing Dean's words, not only the guests were full of suspicion, but even the baron, the baron’s adviser, and the captain of the guard expressed suspicion.

　　Of course, there are also people who gloat for misfortune——

　　 "Dean Ken are you kidding me?"

　　 Guard Pol Tyre, a clown character, laughed without hesitation at this time; while another smirking Karl Tyre was even more straightforward.

　　 "Can I be lucky enough to fight a genius like you?"

　　 Karl Tirpy said without a smile--although it was a questioning tone, the young man had already held the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

　　 Undoubtedly, this young man has already had his own plans.

　　Whether it is for the baron’s lady, or to obtain the qualifications of the ‘Knight’s Baptism’, he must do this.

　　 The former, he had already regarded as forbidden, and the latter, he had already given up-facing Molde, he was not sure that he could win the opponent.

　　 But, fortunately, the other party died just like this.

　　 For this, Carl Tyre is grateful, because he knows that his opportunity is here.

　　 After all, in the entire Tyre community, except for the dead Molde, Karl Tyre believed that he was the one who had obtained the qualification of this ‘knight baptism’ on his part.

Therefore, when the baron announced that the outsider became the captain of the knights, he did not object, even facing the outsider and the baron’s jokes, he also forcibly endured; after all, once he accepted the'knight baptism' , Became a real knight, these can be won back again.

　　 As for failure?

　　 Obviously, this young man didn't think about it.

In other words, think about it, but it's not complete; after all, even if the'Knight's Baptism' fails, he can gain quite a lot of power-look at the owner of the'Snow Bear House', that is jaw-dropping Isn't strength the best proof? Even if one arm is missing, it is enough to make anyone dare not underestimate it.

　　 So, facing the baron who was going to baptize the "Knights", the young man opened his mouth to oppose him regardless of etiquette and status.

　　Because, in his opinion, it means to hand over his own ‘prospect’ to others.

　　 Originally, Karl Tyre had already prepared to be reprimanded, but what he didn't expect was that the outsider voluntarily ‘stands’ out.

　　 "Without being baptized, you already have the strength of a knight? Humph!"

　　 A cold snort from the bottom of my heart is enough to explain the young man's attitude towards Dean's words.

　　 is not a doubt, but a disbelief at all.

　　 As for the reason not to believe?

　　 is very simple: because he hasn't done it himself, how could others do it?

　　 Undoubtedly, Tyre's narrow range, after countless botched comparisons, made this young man arrogant!

　　 "Competition? Of course you can, but my right hand..."

　　 Ignoring the clown Wei Boer at all, Dean nodded at the opposite Karl Tier and motioned to his right hand-although it was covered by the dress, anyone with a discerning eye could see the abnormal bloat.

　　 Obviously, under the dress are layers of gauze.

　　 "Do you need to change the time?"

　　 Karl Tyre had an application that he had known for so long on his face, and his stature became more straight, as if he had become a winner.

　　 Even other guests think so, after all, how can you compare your right hand with an injury?

Of course, in my heart, the evaluation of this outsider has dropped by one point-even if it is not timid, this situation is not much worse, even if there is a cause for it, but for the people present, the result is still the same. of.

　　 Even the baron, the baron’s adviser, and the captain of the bodyguard would inevitably frown-of course, they are more complaining about Dean. Since they are injured, why should they stand up?

　　 The young lady from the Baron’s house not far away is the same way—

　　 "Men are so strong..."

　　 Thinking of Dean’s appearance before, the baron’s lady couldn’t help sighing inwardly.

　　 However, the baron’s lady did not realize that she was not as contemptuous as usual, but rather a sense of regret.

　　 "Change the time? No, no, I just need to use my left hand!"

　　 Dean waved his hand, and took the long sword hung around his waist with his left hand. Of course, it did not get out of the sheath.

　　 "You, you... very good, I hope that after a while, you don't need to make any excuses for your failure!"

Carl Tyre was startled, his chest began to rise and fall quickly, obviously, an anger had begun to brew in his chest; however, compared with ordinary people, this young man with no small ambitions undoubtedly knew he should What are you doing; so, he quickly calmed down his anger and stood not far from Dean.

　　 As the master, and the most distinguished person present, Baron Tyre naturally became the referee of this competition——

　　 "Are you ready?"

Baron Tyre looked at both sides, his eyes stopped for a while on Dean, and after seeing the young man’s relaxed expression, the baron finally took out a Kimpton reluctantly and placed it on his fingertips. , Bounce high.

　　 Things have reached this point, obviously he can't stop them anymore.

　　Duel is sacred.

　　 Under the premise that both parties agree, no one can stop it-of course some tricks still exist, but this is definitely not counted now.

Ding!

　　 clang clang!

　　 Kimpton was bounced high, and then fell to the ground crisply.

　　 And after this crisp sound appeared, suddenly Karl Tyre rushed up with the long sword in his hand——

　　 Karl Tyre's entire body was leaning forward, and the long sword in his hand was pointed straight forward. Although it only moved on his legs, it gave people the illusion of riding a horse.

　　 Undoubtedly, as one of the best young people in Tyre, Karl Tyre's swordsmanship is still quite good.

　　 Of course, this is pretty good, it just refers to the Tyre collar.

　　Once I leave Tyre and put it in the entire Vauban County...hehe.

　　 As for Dean's eyes?

　　 The opponent has at least five flaws.

　　Perhaps, in normal times, the opponent should have only two flaws like this. After all, it is the knight's battlefield swordsmanship. Although it is changed to foot combat, it is still sharp, but the flaws are inevitable.

　　 However, it was clear that the opponent was eager for a blow to work, and his own flaws involuntarily increased.

　　 And Dean, obviously will not let go of such a flaw——

Ding!

Dean’s long sword with a scabbard slammed into the long sword that the opponent was about to stab in the first step, immediately making Karl Tyr’s entire body unstable, as if he was being hit. When he fell on the seven-inch poisonous snake, the poisonous snake turned over and fell to the ground, and his life was not long; and although Karl Till did not reach such a moment~www.readwn.com~, his situation was not much better when the center of gravity shifted. Especially when Dean stretched out his calf on one side and placed it in front of the opponent's forward step.

　　 Plop!

　　 Karl Tyr threw straight forward, not only fell to the ground, but the long sword also let go.

　　 Suddenly, the atmosphere in the whole hall was frozen, but, the next moment, a series of cheers appeared-of course, it was definitely not the guests.

　　 "Head, good job!"

　　 "Head, great!"

　　 The members of the Fecharen Knights applauded their leader.

In fact, they had already been looking forward to this moment-whether it was the contemptuous gaze of the guests after entering the Baron’s mansion, or the subsequent slander against them, these young people would be angry, if not seeing their head , The captains did not speak, I am afraid these hot-blooded young people will definitely do some excessive things.

　　 Of course, at most it is just squashing the bridge of the nose of others.

　　 However, compared to squashing other people's nose bones by themselves, their heads are undoubtedly more relieved by letting each other throw a dog and eat **** in a real duel.

　　 Therefore, waves of applause that had been suppressed for a long time appeared.

　　 Amid such applause, the complexion of that Carl Tyre was flushed—a feeling of anger and shame began to swallow his reason.

　　PS is decadent and asks for support~~~ Rolling all over the floor asks for support~~~