Gambling on the faces of Albion and Charlemagne, the decisive day that will decide the fate of thousands of people has finally arrived.

At this time, the Z-shaped flag should be raised decisively, and the big book on the flag "The rise and fall of the imperial kingdom will be fought here." All the gentlemen work hard and fight to the end", all the members of the board called three times, wrapped the female menstrual utensils on their foreheads, and boarded the kamikaze without hesitation?

It stands to reason that a big day like the Day of the Decisive Battle should be filled with a similar atmosphere of slaughter, and in light of the current situation, such an act is not an exaggeration, but the citizens of Lüders seem to be unconscious of this.

"Melon seeds!cigarette rolls!dim sum!"

"Tickets in the front row! less than 10 meters from the ring! Only 10 eju!!"

"Bet on!!Buy and leave!Buy the student group to insist on 10 minutes of 1 to 5, 20 minutes of 1 to 10!! Choose your favorite object and time span to bet on, and 10 livres for a reference book!!"

"Daddy, where are you?!"

......

Nervousness or something, it seems to have no intersection with Charlemagne, who loves to join in the fun. The 100,000-seat arena was filled with a light-heartedness similar to a festival and carnival, as if it was not a life-saving struggle for the knights of a great power, but a performance by a large circus entering the city.

"Charlemagne's so easy, I like that. ”

The thin blond young man looked around at the crowd that filled the auditorium in the circular arcade, and the waves of noise poured down like ocean waves, and the young man did not seem to feel harsh, but played with his fingers in the air with great interest.

Like a charlatan, but also like a bard. Bright-eyed connoisseurs can see that the young man's posture is playing the lute. Between your fingers is the melody of the march.

"Today the sky is clear, the audience is empty, and the knights ...... Alas, I don't have the talent of a poet. ”

The Knight of the Round Table Jarrant smiled wryly, and his hand playing with the void stopped.

Hearing Jaylan's self-deprecation, Gao Wen and Bediwell, who were at the same table, also showed bitterness.

The light-hearted quest of "Beat Up the Little Pot Friends" has no appeal to the Knights of the Round Table, who are knights, soldiers, and combat experts with strong blood, and nothing excites them more than having a battle to fight. But compete with a group of students who haven't grown up on the same stage. Knock those kids down...... This is not a question of whether it is in line with chivalry, it is simply a "bad party" that violates basic morality.

"This is an order of His Majesty, and it is a matter of national honor...... No, I can't convince myself. ”

The upright Bedwell sighed. Jaylan nodded. Gao Wen shrugged. Lance Lady didn't say a word.

When the two countries fight each other, in order to defend the honor of the motherland and the king, even if they are condemned by conscience. The knights would not hesitate to slay the underage enemy soldiers and stab the wounded who resisted. As a knight, he must first defend the king and the state before his personal faith and honor, and he is the representative of law and reason, and for this reason he holds the sword of knighthood.

Although there is a sign of national righteousness at the moment, they know very well that this is just an act of anger taken by Queen Mary out of her own personal grudges. While the task is easy, the moral burden is not.

"Are you thinking too much?"

The fifth person in the seat yawned lazily, and the calm, brazen voice shook the air.

"Rather than Zen and complaining, it's the most important thing to get the job done, right?"

The knights all looked at the last seat, and Morgan, the sorceress in a red cloak and grooming in front of the small mirror, said unhurriedly:

"His Majesty has already given the order, all we can do is to execute and complete, and everything else is superfluous. ”

Swallowing the unhappiness together, the knights who withdrew their gaze sat still like stone statues.

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"Ah, no, my stomach is going to hurt again~~~~"

Gloria sat on the bench, her hands covering her abdomen, cold sweat on her forehead.

The first time I encountered this kind of big battle, it was inevitable to be nervous, but it was not the right time to have diarrhea as soon as I was nervous.

What's worse is that many spectators are already staring at the contestants' area, and the feeling of being pointed at by adults and children makes the abdominal cavity almost overturned.

"Are you alright?"

Roland handed over a dry towel and antidiarrheal medicine to wipe his sweat, and there were really not many ways to deal with this acute illness caused by psychological factors, looking at Gloria's pale face and persuading:

"Do you want to go down first, you won't be the first one anyway. ”

"No, the two seniors have nothing to do, as Charlemagne's knights...... How can I lose to a magician whose body is weaker than me, let alone ...... Belch...... Lose to those abominable Albion!"

Obviously constipated, but persevered until the last moment - a model of perseverance and sportsmanship, but not to mention the Knights of the Round Table who had seen a lot of big scenes, those two seniors...... Out of the corner of his eye, two motionless young men like wooden men were looking blankly ahead.

"Learn ...... Senior?"

Roland asked in a whisper, and the two heads turned together.

"This is my wand! There are many more similar wands, but this wand is mine! My wand is my best friend! He is my life, and I must cherish it as much as I cherish my life!!"

Absolutely unequivocal, it would be perfect to have another Marine hymn...... That's weird!

It's only been three days of special training to toss the good baby seniors into this picture, what means did that guy use?

"You seem to be interested in their special training?"

There was a flirtatious tone around him, and he couldn't connect with the Devil Sergeant at all.

"I'm not interested at all, just a little concerned about whether a dead fat man will end up with a smile and shoot you. ”

"Anyway, they're just out of the 'standing poop' stage, and they don't have semi-automatic rifles in their hands, Ann. ”

"Compared to the seniors, you are more reassuring. Listen, don't make any world-class natural disasters or curses, Lord Divine Will Agent. ”

Turning back to his adoptive father in the form of "Salome", he repeatedly told him, and the tip of his liver trembled when he thought of the terrifying plans he had had before.

In order to fulfill his promise of all-round assistance, Li Lin once seriously considered putting the giant MA codenamed Destory into the race, or intervening in the weather to create an F5 tornado and abnormal low pressure, forming a huge flood that completely destroyed the northern part of Charlemagne and Britannia, and the sand and soil in the high altitude covered the entire northern hemisphere with westerly winds, blocking the sun and entering the ice age. It is no longer possible to emit ultra-high temperature plasma at 1 million degrees Celsius......

Please, it's just a game, if you lose, you lose, don't think about using this kind of super nirvana that destroys the world.

"Don't worry, today's protagonist is you, I'm just a pioneer in charge of fighting enemy magicians, and I don't plan to let the gorgeous light of the general battle fade. I just want my opponent to be strong enough to withstand my tuning~~~~~~~~?"

Fingers against lips, the tip of the tongue licked the lips, and the lips were so red that they seemed to drip blood. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm going to take my big sister's training class tomorrow, please prepare napkins to enjoy yourself!