Chapter 846

Volume 27: The Subversive of the Adventurer Tournament 18: Reappearing the armor of inheritance

Merlin believes that this game is very simple for him. Since one person can win the championship, it is enough to rely on himself.

The old Mr. Dawson on the rostrum has already explained the rules of the competition. Except for the first-time adventurers, most of them have no interest in this link.

"In this competition, as in the past, the opponent will be determined by drawing lots, and a bye position will be set up so that the lucky ones can directly enter the top 8...

Merlin in the audience frowned slightly, thinking that everyone would use their fists to make blood. He didn't expect to have a bye. If you are lucky, you might get a high ranking in the competition by luck.

"Wheel space? You can advance directly to the next without playing...".

"Don't be surprised, Merlin, you should know that luck is also a kind of strength." Old Taylor said with a smile.

Merlin looked at Alice next to him subconsciously, thinking that this guy has always had luck against the sky, might he be in the top 8 without having to do it. Isn't it easy?

The Adventurer Tournament is a grand event in the human world. The reason why the lucky rounds are set up is because the adventurer guilds in various places are very uneven.

Some guilds gather strong people, and some don’t even have the courage to participate in the competition. Taking into account this situation, the Arbitration Committee specifically asked the top eight to reserve a seat for the lucky ones.

If the weak guild is lucky and draws a bye, then the guild’s ranking will be locked in the top 8 in advance, and it is not worth taking part in the competition.

This is the kindness of the Arbitration Commission, but is this really the case?

"Ha, this kind of luck is not a good thing, it's not a good thing for adventurers." Mr. Carl suddenly said.

"What do you mean? It's not a good thing to be able to get into the top 8 without fighting?" Merlin asked in surprise.

"Only a weak coward would hope to get a vacant round." Mr. Carl said solemnly, "Merlin, this is a rare opportunity for every adventurer to show himself. Every game will be broadcast to the world for everyone to know and remember. Living with you is far more important than the so-called ranking."

..... Merlin's eyebrows jumped, and he reacted a little. This game is a super stage. Everyone wants to show themselves. As a result, they lose the opportunity to show when they get a round, although they can get the weaker guys well. Achievements, but it also killed the chance of becoming famous.

"The so-called quarterfinals, most of the seven who only rely on hard power to beat the king, as for the seemingly lucky guy? No one remembers at all, but will become a laughingstock." Mr. Carl paused and continued. "The Adventurer Tournament has been held so many times, and few people have made a name for themselves after drawing a round of vacancies. Unless they can beat their opponents and advance to the top four, then everyone will admit it.

"So it is.

Merlin nodded secretly.

“Actually, it’s not a big deal to get a round of vacancy and be ignored. The worst thing is to face criticism.” Mr. Carl looked at Merlin and explained, “There is only one person who made it to the top 8 by luck, and the other seven He is a powerhouse who astounds everyone. The guy who gets the bye will be looked down upon by countless people. Most of the guys who get the bye seem to be lucky. Although they won a good place, many chose to give up the game.

Alice lowered her head thoughtfully. It seems that who is the most unlucky guy who got the round vacancy? Well, it must not be me. Everyone wants to show themselves. Who wants to lie in the top 8 and be looked down upon?

"Merlin, I didn't know you for a short time, and I knew you a little bit. Don't even think about taking a vacant round. This competition is a good opportunity for you to become famous." Said.

"Don't worry, I know very well, I still want to beat adventurers from all walks of life and stand directly on the highest podium." Merlin said confidently.

After talking about all the rules of the game, the old Mr. Dawson on the podium silently put away the speech manuscript in his hand.

Next is another important part of the opening ceremony, announcing the heavyweight guests present this time.

After all, it is the provincial capital of the human world. There are not a few big platforms with enough weight, which will seem a bit shabby.

"Next, let us welcome the guests present this time, the first one!

"Mr. Rothschild, the wealthy and inestimable family head in the world!

As soon as the voice fell, the scene burst into overwhelming applause, and even many people began to shamelessly yelled Dad, their eyes turned into gold coins.

Post-light novel

The Rothschild family can be described as thunderous, no one knows, no one knows!

Their business covers all walks of life, ranging from the sale of an apple to the sale of exotic treasures and fake artifacts. Almost all have their families.

As a business family, it is so terrible that it controls more than half of the wealth of the human kingdom. Even some royal families will borrow money from them to relieve pressure

It can be seen how terrifying this family is. Since the Patriarch personally came to the scene, comparable to the arrival of several kings, the weight of this competition can be seen.

"Wow, the helm of the Rothschild family, great

Alice couldn’t help sighing, she was the first bombshell.

I saw the world's richest man make an appearance.

"Hey!

Merlin felt a little uncomfortable. For the Rothschild family, he only knew that the racecourses all over the world were run by their family.

Recalling that at the beginning, I snatched the inheritance armor used by the heroes of the past generations from Alice, sold tens of millions of gold coins, and then threw it directly into the gambling ground, making them a lot of money.

In retrospect, Merlin felt that she was a little uncomfortable, always thinking about flying to the sky, but when she sold her inheritance armor, she also lost herself.

Little Chrissy saw her father frowning and couldn't help asking, "Mom, Dad looks so ugly...

Alice glanced at Merlin-eyes, and said irritably,'"Your father is a diamond member of the Rothschild family, amazing~

"Uh!" Seeing that she was exposed in front of her daughter, Merlin said with embarrassment, "I don't really want that kind of bad stuff.

"Huh!" Alice snorted softly, thinking that with Chrissy, Merlin should converge, right?

An extremely old old man slowly walked out from behind the rostrum, met with everyone, followed by a guard with extraordinary temperament.

Although the old Rothschild Patriarch is the richest man in the world, his dress is surprisingly simple, no different from ordinary people, and he doesn't even have any jewelry on his body.

However, the old man's eyes were piercing, and he felt a lot of pressure wherever he went. He deserves to be the person at the helm of the family, no one dares to look down upon him even if he is restrained.

As long as Rothschild's little hands-hands, I don't know how many godsons and daughters come to hug thighs with blood and blood.

Rothschild looked very old, leaning on a cane, crouching at his waist as if his spine would break at any time, and it seemed that he might not live long.

The guard behind him is even more energetic, with sword eyebrows and stars,---the holy ornate armor, and the cloak behind it hunts and moves--

Although this gorgeous armor has some changes...

But Alice still recognized it with E eye

It was robbed by Merlin, and the heroes of the ages inherited the Holy Kai!

Volume 27 The Subversive of the Adventurer Tournament 19 Alfonso

"No...no!?" Alice widened her eyes, looking at the guard behind Rothschild, especially the familiar armor on the opponent! She was shocked in her heart.

Brave.... Brave inheritance armor!? It has actually fallen into the hands of the Rothschild family!

Although this armor has changed a lot, I can still recognize it at a glance!

"Mom? What's wrong with you?" Kris raised her head and asked, feeling her mother was a little weird.

"... Alice grinned reluctantly, turned her head and stared at Merlin and asked quietly, "Merlin, who did you sell my armor to?"

"Huh?" Merlin didn't know why Alice asked so suddenly, but she answered honestly, "I remember being a brightly dressed businessman."

"But why did it fall into the hands of the Rothschild family?" Alice asked with a frown.

"No? You guessed it, right?" Merlin asked in surprise.

Alice leaned over and glanced at the guard on the podium, "That guy is wearing the brave inheritance armor...

Merlin's eyes became serious, and he took a closer look at the guard behind Rothschild, "It doesn't look like it? The one I snatched from you is not the same, did you read it wrong?"

"The sacred armor of the brave inheritance is a treasure inherited by the Holy See. It will change according to the user." Alice explained seriously, "Although there are many different changes in the inheritance armor, the goddess spell blessed by the wearer is not It will change, I can tell at a glance...

. "... Merlin took a closer look again. Although the style of the Brave Inheritance Kai has changed, the pattern on it is indeed the same as the one that he grabbed Alice.

"What kind of bloody thing is this? You sold the armor to the merchants of the Rothschild family, and then you threw the money into the racecourse run by the Rothschild family, inside and out, they made no loss , You even lost your underwear... Alice covered her face, really didn't want to comment on what Merlin did.

.... Merlin suddenly felt headaches. This---knowingly felt how terrifying this commercial family was. It was not the terrifying power, but the terrifying power that enveloped all human kingdoms...

"..."... Alice looked at the armor on the guard body with a bitter look, and muttered to herself, "If we can return this armor to the Holy See, we won't have to be so tired now.

Rothschild nodded to everyone, and then took the guest seat with the energetic guard behind him.

The guard's name is McCredy, who is an outstanding talent cultivated by the family's financial resources and possesses decent and powerful strength.

You can look down upon the heroes under thirty years of age. X makes all those who dare to challenge the authority of the family bow down.

But McCreddy is low-key, doesn't like to show off, and even less like to show off his strength, but as an invisible patron saint of the family loyal.

All the people who have seen McCredy's strength, except for a few friends in the family, are inevitable enemies, they have brought this man's secrets into the coffin.

"Sir, why did you come here to watch the game?" McCreddy obviously didn't like it here, and asked in a low voice, "The fight between these villagers is meaningless."

"I heard that Mr. Dawson will bring out this time-something. I am very interested." Rothschild rubbed the crutches with his haggard hands. "It's about the endless treasures in the ruins of the gods, and I must come.

"Remains of the gods.... McCreddy frowned. He obviously heard this legend. Where is the burial place of the ancient gods? The ghost knows what priceless treasures are inside? No wonder the Patriarch will come to see it in person.

"What do you think of the strength of these adventurers? Can it be in your eyes?" Rothschild asked with a smile.

McCreddy glanced over the arrogant participating adventurers below, then closed his eyes, "No, the rabble, no one can fight, sensationalism is okay, it really fights me-one can deal with everything, only a few people can. I just got a little serious."

These arrogant remarks seemed to be a joke, but McCreddy's superb temperament could not be faked.

As the person who guards the world's richest man, if there is no strong strength, how can countless secretly spying enemies bow their heads?

Although McCreddy did not say that everyone here is rubbish, but most of the adventurers are not worth mentioning in his eyes!

"Haha..... Rothschild smiled, his old body trembling, "It's you, as long as you are there, I will sleep peacefully, I don't know how many people are beating me.

.... McCreddy did not respond, apparently acquiescing to this compliment.