212 212Tue. 63. Swords, roses, and lions (3)

Only four of Tutton's knights stood unharmed.

Those who were seriously injured were immediately taken out, and those who were lightly wounded remained on the sidelines and watched the battle close towards the end.

Even those who have already been defeated are less than half.

The faces of the forty-seven Tutton Knights seemed to be insulted.

There were still more than thirty people here, compared to only four Tuttons left.

The Knights of the Kingdom who remained on the brink of war were as many as a hundred in the first place.

Even though his forearm was cut in half, he remained under the action of a midfielder and watched the battle. Not to mention the scouts.

The appearance of the Knights of the Kingdom and the appearance of the Knights of Tutton were so contradictory.

The difference between knights who came here in a war that could not be fought, and those who polished themselves with swords or a mixture of swords on the ground.

Duke Tutton would have realized that by now.

They said it was just a pine plantation in a well-maintained garden. No matter how sharp the rose thorn is, it doesn't fit into the fierce wolf's molars.

I laughed.

I had so much fun. The fact that this battle was still not over made me unbearably happy.

“Stop!"

There was a commotion while watching the Duke's face.

“Certainly the purpose of this battle is the harmony of the two countries! By the way, I don't understand why the knights of Leonberg came to this battle with a murder that seems to have met even the enemy of necessity! ”

I watched the princess who lost her peace and buzzed.

There was a woman there with a blood clot.

Each eye has an Adelia that emits light along the stem.

And just like her, there was a master of the Tutton with a pitchfork.

It was equally bloody, but one was someone else's blood, one was his own.

I cried out in disgust.

“When did she go up again! ”

Then he tries to force Adelia, and Duncan Seymour Tudor steps out.

“I'm not going to get hurt while fighting swords between knights. This is also a natural area, so I, Duncan Seymour Tudor, the head of the Rose Spider Division, have no objection. ”

“Duke!”

The princess frowned and frowned and said with a face that sank without the Duke.

“If you don't want the Knights of Tutton to be known as cowards who are afraid of wounds, be proud. ”

An expression and an expression that is not as obvious as a compromise.

The princess kept her mouth shut with a firm face.

So the Duke bites the princess back and tears Adelia apart and looks at me.

“I will fight. ”

What came to mind in those eyes was the apparent outrage and the loss of flesh.

“Duke of Seymour, captain of the Rose Spider Division, Duncan Seymour Tudor. Ask the kingdom's opponents to fight. ”

The duke said so, pulling out his sword and climbing to the stage.

Adelia reacted to the devastating energy on the sword.

“Adelia!”

I shouted to Adelia, who was about to go crazy.

But it's too late.

Psychic.

Duncan Seymour Tudor's sword cuts Adelia.

From the shoulders diagonally to the opposite waist, Vane Adelia rolled the floor as she ran.

The Duke raised his sword again.

A blue flash flickers towards the back of Adelia, which stood on the ground with both hands.

I stuffed the floor.

Then he blocked Adelia's front.

I drew a sword.

Bang!

The black light scattered by Duncan Seymour Tudor is still scattered.

“What are you doing? The battle isn't over yet, but I can't believe there are three of us."

I embraced Adelia instead of answering.

“Adelia.”

The original light returned to her eyes as the glare gushed out.

She shook her lips.

But it's not a word that goes through the Idiot. It's a handful of blood.

“Okay, don't say anything. ”

I close my eyes as she mutters how many times.

Her body stretched in arms.

“Where are the odds! ”

“Yes, Your Majesty! ”

“Save me. I will not forgive you if you do not save me. ”

The paladin rushes and accepts Adelia. Then I started pouring healing magic straight out of my arms.

I turned to Duncan Seymour Tudor instead of looking at him quietly.

“It's frustrating and frustrating. I can't believe a third party got into a sacred battle. There must be more indecent behavior than this. ”

There was a feeling of inferiority in his eyes. Thousands of buyers were drying up and laughing at me.

“Fine. I admit my mistake. ”

I apologized nicely instead of grabbing his sword, which had fallen on Adelia's back distinctly.

Adelia was willing to continue to fight anyway, and it wasn't the Duke's fault that she attacked an opponent who didn't let go of the sword.

“Wrong. That's easy to say. ”

Vignan said to the Duke, "I'm out of line.

“I make one suggestion in the sense of correcting my mistakes. ”

The Duke glared at my words.

“Regardless of the multiplier, I will end this match with one win and one loss. ”

“Does that mean...? ”

“If you defeat me, I will end this battle with Tutton's victory. The sword will also be Tutton's."

Duncan Seymour Tudor smiles as he reveals it.

“I'll take that apology. ”

That arrogant Duncan Seymour Tudor aimed at me with a sword.

And I am.

“I cut the dragon's scales, and drink its hot blood, which no mortal can cut off. ”

The sword was drawn from left to right as it was.

Karr.

Earth cried.

Spatula.

The sword made by the Duke was cut off without a trace.

The arrogant knight opened his eyes.

I was terrified in it.

The Earth stepped forward to the Duke's neck without hesitation.

(chuckles)

I twisted the sword at the last moment.

Bang!

The Sword of Charm Dragon, who missed the target, smashes the floor of the Smoke Arm.

Scattering stones and dirt.

“He died once. ”

I retreated with a cold smile.

“Again.”

Until then, the Duke, who was looking at my sword, sobbed up late and shouted.

"...!"

One of Tutton's Knights gave you a lighter Longsword.

The Duke grabs the sword with both hands.

Then he posed in a cautious manner.

Evil.

I put my sword back at the Duke.

The sword touched the Duke's chest.

The Duke looks at me with a frozen face.

“He died twice. ”

The battle was followed again.

My sword touched the Duke's body many times.

Chest, stomach, groin. Head, neck.

It's all a deadly rush without anything to do.

“Eleven times dead. ”

The Duke was killed by my sword.

Even though I didn't have any bleeding wounds.

“What are you trying to do? ”

Duncan Seymour Tudor growls at me.

I smiled coldly as I looked at his face that had been messed up with shame and anger.

Because my knight has hurt your precious Tutton knight, I can't do that. Come here.

The Duke chews his lips at the nonsense of not being an Alto.

Then he fixes his posture and encourages his posture.

Article-specific momentum and presence spread throughout the land.

I unraveled the strife I had achieved and took the Duke's momentum.

The Duke's energy was scattered as it was.

“Again.”

“Turn it off!”

The Duke roars like an animal and rushes toward me.

And again, I had a woundless death.

“Again!”

The Duke ran again.

I have undoubtedly given death.

“Again!”

The Duke is dead, dead, dead again.

Shame, anger.

The emotion of the Duke's eyes faded a little.

Then there was a completely different feeling.

Fear.

I continued to draw the sword as I looked at its shaking eyes.

“He died seven times. ”

The fear of the Duke's eyes begins to fade.

It also disappeared shortly afterwards.

Come on.

“Eighty-fifth! ”

When I heard the sword to give me the sixth death, the Duke did not react a bit to my sword.

He was just looking at me with his empty eyes.

I stretched out my sword more than a lifeless dead pupil.

"Princess."

A fully sober princess turns her head to me in astonishment.

The best article in the West, the strongest article in Tutton.

I was rarely distracted by the wretched defeat of the good knight the Tutons boasted of.

"Tsk."

She said to her, who still had a dark face.

“Do you want me to continue? If so, don't. ”

I looked at Tutton's knight who had not yet entered the tournament and said, "Tutton's knight flinched."

Later, the princess opened her stuttering mouth.

“Ji, I lost. We lost...”

I turned away when I saw her repeatedly declaring defeat, forgetting the heart of the notary who had to defend neutrality.

“Admit Tutton's defeat! ”

The princess shook her voice behind her back and I returned to my place.

The knights of the kingdom were looking at me.

With the salt of Sassamsre's respect.

Seeing his proud face, his heart grew proud.

But I raised my chin to them without being too awkward.

So arrogant.

“Your Majesty...”

Arwen, wrapped in a bandage around her arms and shoulders, bows her head to me and shows her unwavering respect.

“A real monster. ”

Eli, who had healed his wounds in a hurry and returned to the brink, spoke to himself with a fallen face.

“Brother...”

Maximilian stares at me with a ton of reminded faces. How many times, brother? I couldn't talk when my eyes were open.

I just saw it again.

The Queens and the Knights of the Kingdom shouted at me, waxing more than looking at me.

“I salute the triumph that His Royal Highness has reaped! ”

“Hail, Princess! ”

“Long live the royal Leonberger! Long live the kingdom of Leonberg! ”

I looked at Adelia quietly with a loud voice.

Nod.

The paladin nods at me.

The urgency is over. If you choose well, there will be no further sequelae.

“Scars will remain. ”

The face of the fisherman was filled with sadness.

But I was lucky enough.

When I saw Adelia breathing freshly, I was relieved.

Exhale with relief and look at Tutton's knights on the other side of the armor.

Until the day before, the Tutons, who were arrogant enough to say they were good, no longer existed.

There were just losers who were devastated by the disastrous consequences.

Chuck.

Then the knights pulled out their swords and gathered their legs.

The one who injures his right arm holds the sword in his left arm, and the one who injures both arms raises the sword in agony. The injured man stands stiff and forcefully endures.

Chuck.

As I promised, the knights of the kingdom slanted their swords. The court knights were also with him.

And he cried out in one voice.

“Infinite tribute to the greatest knight in the North! ”