Chapter Twenty-Six: The Vulture's Supper (I)
In the third game, the atmosphere around me was a little silent; In silence, the battle began.
Surprisingly, this time it was the night that took the lead in the first move.
The dragon's reverse scale was held upside down with his backhand, and the moment he swung it out, it was like a meteor drawing out, and the bright sword light made people feel cold all over his body.
"Swift Offensive!"
"Heavy split!"
Baron Jaeger's reaction was no less than that of the night, and almost as he was about to slash at him, a delicate sword like a work of art appeared in time to block the deadly attack of Scale.
The bayonet sword is generally a weapon used in confrontational competitions such as sword fighting, and is rarely used on the battlefield, and is very popular among the aristocracy. Although most of the nobles only embroidered pillows, there was still no shortage of skilled swordsmanship, and it was clear that Jaeger was such a master.
"Strength is estimated to be 3, agility is estimated to be between 7 and 8, and the evasion value is above 6!"
At the moment of the hand-to-hand handover, Cangye immediately analyzed Jaeger's data, and retreated with a single blow, like the most outstanding assassin.
The tide was reversed, and it was Jaeger's turn to launch an onslaught.
The bayonet is a weapon that must be held with one hand and the other hand behind the back to match the stride. Jaeger's [swordsmanship] undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of entry-level, and the stabbing sword was swung out again and again, forming an impenetrable sword net, and Cangye had to retreat again and again.
The opponent's agility value is on par with his own, and the failure rate of dodging is more than 50%, so based on this, the night retreats while looking for the opponent's weakness.
"Kid, you're amazing to me!"
Baron Jaeger's eyes radiated a wolf-like look, and the corners of his mouth curled into a playful smile. He was very satisfied with this fight, and he hadn't met an opponent who could fight him with more than three moves for a long time.
For more than a minute, Jaeger's movements seemed to be full of flaws, but in fact they were indeed flawless, and Cangye couldn't find any weaknesses, so he immediately changed his pace, [Swift Offensive] plus [Waist Chop], [Heavy Split], and Jaeger fought for a while.
Nights have never met such a formidable opponent, and Jaeger's lethality is undoubtedly much higher than that of the Great Prince of Antioch, just like his title [Butcher of Heaven], if this person enters Caligula's Valhalla, he is at least a battle god, and if he is in a high-level plane, he has at least half a chance to advance to an elite professional swordsmanship.
The sound of the sword breaking through the air, the night dodged, and although he dodged the fatal attack, the back of his hand was also scratched.
"Activate [Quick Dodge]!"
"You passed this evasion and took 3 damage."
Baron Jaeger's expression was a little surprised, his elegant expression retracted, and he showed a grim smile:
"No one has ever been able to dodge this blow."
"Sweet boy, I want to kill you more and more."
The red-bearded nobleman's expression was a little excited, but at the same time he was jealous, Baron Jaeger was undoubtedly serious, hoping that the opponent was strong enough, otherwise Jaeger would not stop if he tasted enough blood, and at that time, it was unknown who the target of the blood sacrifice was.
Cangye knew that the opponent was a strong opponent, and Sancheng's strength couldn't beat the opponent, so he couldn't keep his hands next.
"Die!"
Like a wolf screaming, Baron Jaeger pounced, his excessively delicate sword in his hand drawing a strange trajectory like a poisonous snake, and the angle was extremely tricky, and the target was the eyeballs of the night.
At the last moment, the night scimitar was unsheathed, intercepting the attack of the stabbing sword in mid-air, the [Cutting Steel] characteristic played a role at this moment, and the fragile stabbing sword was cut into two pieces with one sword, thanks to the credit of the reverse scale, under the hundreds of exchanges, the durability of the stabbing sword has been sharpened to a critical point.
"Dual-wielding weapon fighting!"
Yaeger's expression was a little frightened, Cangye's double sword technique really frightened him, after the scimitar intercepted the attack, the dragon's reverse scale stabbed fiercely, and the sound of a dragon's groan seemed to sound faintly.
"Heavy split!"
Jaeger's movements were a little embarrassed, but he was still slashed in the abdomen, and blood flowed.
One move was wounded, and Cangye made another move, and the reverse scales and scimitar crossed and slashed out.
"Cross Slash!"
"Wait...... Wait......"
Jaeger's expression was a little frightened, death was coming, no one did not feel fear, and the red-bearded nobleman who saw that the situation was not good shouted loudly:
"Stop!"
Baron Jaeger is the number one master of the Scarlet Mandala Dynasty, and it is hard to imagine how much damage it will cause to the dynasty if he is killed here, not to mention that Jaeger's background is too large for him to bear.
Thinking of the worst-case scenario, Redbeard's expression was tinged with fear.
However, Seleucus had already sent someone to stop the Redbeard, and the conflict was on the verge of breaking out.
"My friend, do you want to destroy this sacred contest under the witness of my God?"
Seleucus's expression was a little vicious, the Church of the Blood God was above the secular royal power, and the red-bearded nobles dared to interfere with the military judgment, even the king of Mandala could not protect him.
When Redbeard was in a dilemma, a scream rang out, and Baron Jaeger was cut into four pieces by the cross, and Redbeard's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"If the death verdict is passed, the enemy unit dies and 89 experience points are gained."
Night's first time since awakening has earned the highest experience points.
On the other hand, Duke Vicious Wolf glanced at Redbeard contemptuously and then laughed and went to greet the night.
"My warriors, my God's witness, you have won the final ruling, you have saved the honor of the kingdom!"
Antioch's camp erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and they all gathered around the night, shouting:
"Hero!" "Hero! ”
……
With the intervention of the Church of the Blood God, this border conflict ended hastily, the royal family of Antioch lost, the Scarlet Mandala Dynasty also lost, and only the Wolf of the North won.
The three city-states of the settlement contain a rich vein of minerals, enough to arm thousands of warriors for His Excellency the Duke, and within three years, the Seleucid Duke will make a move, and the country of Antioch will be in turmoil, and sooner or later a major war will break out.
But now, none of this has anything to do with Night, and as the hero who saved the kingdom of Antioch, he must attend the triumphal feast that his feudal lord has put on him.
All the nobles of the Northlands will be present, as well as some nobles from other parts of the kingdom, who think that they have seen the future of the kingdom, and they have flattered the "evil wolf" they have scolded.
The banquet was also an engagement ceremony, and the Duke of Seleucid was ready to marry his youngest daughter to Night, accepting him as a member of the Seleucid family.
In this regard, Cangye did not object, he had another plan in his heart, the Duke of Seleucid used himself, and he was not like this. Use Seleucus to conquer the whole of Antioch, and then use Antioch to provoke a battle between the blood alliance countries, destroy the Roman Kingdom, and destroy the Church of the Blood God, in order to achieve the third wish of the mad prince.
The body belongs to the Night Dragon, the soul belongs to Shelley Frankenstein, and the brain comes from Omega 95, which is not a human being.
In the past, Cangye longed to become a real person, but now he is more of an examination of human beings, he wants to understand human emotions, and the laws of all joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
Once, the Mad Prince's personality was a good research value, in a sense, the Mad Prince and the Night were the same person, and although the personality had dissipated, the memories were still preserved. Of the mad prince's three wishes, Cangye fulfilled one and failed one, and Cangye thought that the third wish was the answer she wanted.
The Mad Prince is a derivative of himself, and the Mad Prince is also a real human, which happens to be the best research target for the night.
As long as there are no accidents, there is a high chance that the night will achieve its goal.
……
With the help of the maid, Cangye put on her evening dress, and when she walked out of the room, the figure of the cicada flashed by.
Because of the night, the cicada was relieved of her slave status, and now she follows him as the personal maid of the night, which she should have done, but no one has been found since three hours ago.
Cangye glanced at it casually, ignoring the smug and slightly provocative eyes of the maid behind her, the cicada's breathing was a little rapid, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and even the way she walked was a little strange, and the most obvious thing was that the hem of her skirt was a little messy, and some well-concealed damages could not escape her eyes.
Looking at the gaze cast by himself, the cicada did not dare to look at him, bowed his head and left quickly.
That is, this anomaly, Cangye suddenly turned back to the room, took off the evening dress with limited mobility under the somewhat bewildered gaze of the maid, and changed into a gorgeous leather armor, wearing a double knife at his waist.
Glancing back at the maid, Cangye said calmly:
"I am a nobleman and a warrior."
……
At night, the duke's city-state lit a brilliant candlelight, which shone brightly as day.
The servants spread out the red carpet around the castle early, and the flowing water mats lined up, and some small squires and commoner merchants dined here, while the nobles entered the city-state under the courteous guidance of the servants, tasted fine wine, and enjoyed a feast.
The Duke of Seleucid wore a gorgeous tuxedo with extremely brilliant gilding. At this time, the duke put off his usual solemnity and rigidity, and with a kind smile, he held his beautiful little daughter and talked cordially with the guests.
There was no one who was not captivated by the beauty of Mademoiselle Duchess, and the young nobles made no secret of their envy and jealousy, secretly slandering the damned lucky one, and at the same time wondering in their hearts whether Sir Frankenstein needed a handsome, strong mistress when he went to war, and the sparse Madame Frankenstein needed a handsome, strong mistress.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a crisp sound of metal crashing, and the night dressed in military uniforms came to the banquet hall.