Kant swallowed slightly and foamed: "A knightly order led by 10 great knights." ”

"It's a shame." His tone was still slightly lost, but he looked up and smiled, "Although I don't know about the Silver Light Knights, I still have the help of others. After a pause, Kant said in a firm tone, "I think, they are no less than the Silver Light Knights." ”

Baron Dylan swept over a corner of the viewing platform on the city walls.

10 Salander riders were standing there smiling and talking.

Self-contained, faintly forming a circle of exclusion from outsiders, even if some landlords and businessmen brought their children to try their luck in the past, they were politely rejected after a few words.

It didn't take long for all the merchants to know that these seemingly gentle, but actually cold riders, were not so easy to approach.

Baron Dylan knew it.

The forces mentioned by Kant, as well as the 10 Salander riders who had obviously experienced the training of knights, were substituted into the forces left by Princess Sophia, smiling slightly, with deep jealousy in his eyes, and at the same time a little fanatical.

If only he could return to the forces that were lurking.

And take its place.

The entire Lion Principality may have a place for him!

It is precisely because Baron Dylan was born in the forces that Princess Sophia brought at the beginning, so he knows that Princess Sophia, who has gathered half of the forces of the Silver Plate Kingdom and actually wants to subvert the Duchy of Lion and control the political situation of the Duchy of Lion, is complete, real, and has the ability to change the status quo of this country!

In other words, it has the power to overthrow the country!

After learning about this situation, Baron Dylan was even more enthusiastic about Kant.

But I can't hide the greed in the depths of my eyes.

Kant is like a stupid white sweet who knows nothing, calling Uncle Dylan one by one, cordial and sincere, as if he really regarded this baron as the only person he can rely on at present.

But the smile on his lips was almost imperceptible to mockery.

Two lives as a man.

Kant was no stupid fool.

While the two were still talking, the competition below finally began.

The chubby butler walked over quickly, holding a parchment scroll with dense words written on it with a quill on it, handed it to Baron Dylan, and reported: "My lord, everything is ready, the children of the gentleman's family will start first, and it can be regarded as the first to mention the nature of the competition for everyone." ”

"Just look at the arrangement," Baron Dylan waved his hand, not taking the parchment.

On the contrary, looking at this chubby butler, who had followed him for many years, he also solemnly instructed him: "Don't embarrass me, this is a competitive meeting held to welcome the arrival of Xiaokangde, and I will be angry if something goes wrong." ”

"Absolutely not!" Cold sweat immediately flowed down the butler's fat face.

"Hmph, that's good." Baron Dylan's face softened slightly.

With the arrangement.

Many of the children of merchants and landlords on the viewing platform quickly left, walked down the stairs down the city wall, changed into weapons and equipment for competition, walked side by side to the square, and respectfully saluted Baron Dylan's position.

And Baron Dylan also beckoned slightly, signaling the competition to start first.

The crowd below burst into cheers.

These competitors, dressed in leather armor and armed with wooden spears, shields, and swords, quickly formed a battle, and as many people tossed and turned, it could be seen that two teams of 20 people were fighting each other, which seemed to simulate an attack in a military formation.

For a while, everyone came and went, and it looked quite lively.

And the civilians below also let out earth-shattering cheers, which quickly ignited the atmosphere.

This kind of athletic meeting is one of the few grand banquets they have held.

Baron Dylan also expressed his satisfaction, smiled and turned his head to Kant and praised: "These children are the sons of merchants and landowners, it seems that in a few years, they will become experienced warriors, if there are people with strong consciousness and training, even if they become knight squires, I am very optimistic about them." ”

"I think they're pretty good." Kant also nodded yes.

"These are all good lads." Baron Dylan nodded smugly.

However, in Kant's eyes, the group of guys below were fighting back and forth, and after a while, they scattered to find their respective opponents and single PK, which was not at all ornamental.

Not to mention the blockbusters in the previous life, compared to the competitive conference of the Lion Castle, they are far behind, and they are not a grade at all.

Turning his head to look at the merchants and landlords around him.

plus those vassal knights, they all watched with relish.

Frowning slightly, Kant couldn't see that these young people below had any fighting skills, which were completely wooden swords slashing, wooden spears poking each other, and occasionally two shield strikes, as if they were children playing at home.

However, his face did not show it, and he was still quite enthusiastic.

Soon, with a certain team being defeated, the competition came to an end for the time being.

The defeated leave the field.

And the victor holds his head high and stands on the field to show his victory.

The civilians below burst into enthusiastic cheers, even on the viewing platform, many merchants and landlords were talking excitedly, talking about their children's actions just now, of course, the families of those defeated deliberately did not mention this topic with suppressed faces.

Defeat is not very acceptable.

Baron Dylan spoke at this point.

Sweeping over the merchants and landlords, he smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Reward the victors with 1 large silver coin each." ”

"Thank you, Merciful Baron Dylan!"

Suddenly, someone had a smile on his face, and he hurriedly saluted him.

Some have bitter smiles on their faces.

It is clearly happy that it is the families of the victors, and those who smile bitterly are the families of the vanquished.

Baron Dylan still smiled at this, and continued: "In the name of Xiaod, give the defeated a reward of 50 small silver coins as a reward for their indomitable performance in the arena!" ”

"Thank you, the benevolent Baron Kant!"

The merchants and landlords with bitter faces suddenly showed a little joy, and directly bent down to thank Baron Dylan and Kant, this kind of comfort was also not low, so that they were also quite satisfied, and the most important thing was to estimate their faces, so as not to lose too much because of failure.

"Uncle Dylan, you're so generous." Kant also bowed his head and thanked him.

After all, it was a small silver coin in his name.

Baron Dylan smiled smugly, shook his head and said, "Don't care too much, Xiaod, as long as you are in my territory, then it will be like your home, as long as you are happy." ”

Kant continued to bow his head in thanks.

It is like a young nobleman who is deeply moved.

has no scheming, let alone wrists, if you are a little better to him, you will dare to dig your heart into you.

The square below was bustling with people.

There were 2 more teams of competitors, still those young people, but they were all new people, and they continued to mess together, which made Kant speechless in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face.

In the end, the winners of the two teams will be PK again to determine the final winning team.

This time, Baron Dylan was very generous, and rewarded each of them with 5 large silver coins, which was almost enough to catch up with the income of these merchants and landlords for many months, and the cheers became louder and louder.

The civilians below were extremely excited, even if they watched the excitement.

The tournament is at its climax.

At this time, the butler also came over and said with a smile: "Lord Dylan, the next time is for the knights to compete, it must be very exciting." ”

That's the real climax.

The vassal knights with actual combat experience compete, and it is more meaningful to watch.

"Okay." Baron Dylan smiled and spoke.

However, he also thought of something, turned to Kant and said, "I, the knights, already know their level, so why don't you let your guards go and help together." ”

"My guards?" Kant was slightly stunned.

"That's right." Baron Dylan smiled and said, "You brought 40 guards, and you can draw 20 people to form 2 teams." ”

Kant bowed his head apologetically: "It's not very good. ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, I said." Baron Dylan patted Kant on the shoulder with a smile and said in a serious tone: "Look at your guards, they are all strong and strong, and they are more than enough to be knights and squires, and they should play when they go to the game, not on the battlefield." ”

"That's... All right. Kant nodded.

"It's even more exciting." Baron Dylan smirked to himself.

With the order given.

The 20 Salander riders who were still waiting under the city walls were immediately transferred to the arena outside, and they were also replaced with leather armor and wooden swords, spears, and shields, but judging by their sturdy appearance and walking momentum, they were not at all comparable to the children of the merchants and landlords before.

The real elite warriors, even the civilians below can see it.

The cheers were even louder.

At the same time, there were also vassal knights from the Solid Stone Pass.

The 20 vassal knights also formed 2 teams, one by one, looking at the Salander riders, as if they wanted to teach this group of outsiders a lesson, they all looked at them defiantly, squeezed their eyebrows, and wanted to cause each other's reaction.

But the Salander rider still had a cold face, unmoved.

This made the vassal knights a little angry.

Provoking the other party, but the other party does not pay attention to you at all, is like contempt.

One by one, they exchanged their heads and whispered things like they must look good for these guys later.

"1 team of guards from Lord Kant, compete with 1 team of cavalry from the Solid Stone Pass!"

There was a servant on the viewing platform on the city wall who was talking loudly about the rules.

The voice was loud, even the civilians below could hear it clearly: "It is not allowed to cause fatal injuries, it is not allowed to cause injuries with serious sequelae, competition is mainly competition, and it must not be regarded as a fight on the battlefield, I hope you can understand!" ”

"Understood." The 20 Salander riders replied calmly.

"Don't be verbose, let's get started!"

But the knights were a little impatient, and their status was already higher than that of these servants.

Hence the tone is also unceremoniously.

Seeing this, Baron Dylan frowned slightly.

However, he still chuckled and said to Kant: "Your escort is really good, just like a well-trained knight, compared to my vassals, the gap is really too big, but like a real noble knight, with a group of wandering knights." ”