Chapter 58 Duel?
"Okay, okay! Since you say you are the Son, the Prophet, and the Messiah, let me ask you, what will happen if a person like me who kills pagans does not go to heaven?"
Eric, who was riding on the horse, tugged on the reins and controlled the horse to shake, his tone of voice full of anger.
Garris stood on the ground, looking up at the crusader knight who was furious under the scorching sun. After pondering for a moment, he began to sing slowly.
"It is no longer possible for you to die of old age. You will fall by the sword in a moment. You will have no time to repent, and you will not even have fear. But this is just what you experienced during your lifetime. After your soul leaves the body, you will definitely fall into hell. , and from then on you will suffer eternal torment.”
"You claim that you serve my father with force in this world, flaunt your piety and honor my father's name, but you incur pain and cruelty, then the seventh hell will be your eternal end."
"Your soul will first fall into the first ring of the Seventh Hell, where the perpetrators gather. All those who abused violence during their lifetime will be soaked in the river of blood, allowing mucus and blood to pour into the nose and throat to kill you. Suffocated, and again and again.”
"Your soul will fall into the third ring of the seventh hell again. Those who commit blasphemy in the name of false gods will be burned by fire and rain in the endless desert, and the gravel under their feet will be hot. They will dance endlessly. To please the devils who watch over you.”
Just when Garris was about to continue chanting, Eric was so angry that he couldn't control himself. He shouted angrily:
"That's enough! You keep saying that I will fall into hell, so what will happen to you, a false prophet and someone who blasphemed my Lord!"
There was a trace of self-mockery on Garris' lips, but he did not answer Eric's question.
If there really is the hell Dante mentioned in the world, then my ending will be the eighth hell...
There the swindlers, demagogues and counterfeiters will experience eternal torment.
But according to Gehrys, the Divine Comedy was just compiled by people, so why not?
"How dare you call yourself the Messiah, a false prophet or a false saint." The coldness in Eric's mouth already expressed the anger in his heart. He shouted again: "Garys!"
"If you still have the slightest bit of shame, stand up and fight me! Prove that you still have the courage."
With his loud shout, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Garris.
All the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, leaving only the two people staring at each other.
Not far away, John Simon and others couldn't help but open their mouths after hearing Eric's words.
ah? !
Why are there still people challenging Garris to a duel?
For a moment, they all looked at Eric with pity.
Eric seemed to notice something, glanced at Simon, and then felt baffled. Do those guys think that they can't beat a poor student Garris!
In the past, when they were still together in the palace of Jerusalem, Eric's swordsmanship and martial arts were the most superb among his attendants. It was precisely because of this proud ability that he felt unfair that he was ignored by the Leper King.
As for Gareth? It's not that his martial arts skills are bad, but compared to Eric, there is still a clear gap.
Over the years, Eric often found various reasons to compete with Garris in martial arts. Of course, the main reason for doing so was that he could have a suitable reason to avenge his private revenge.
Three months ago, he could easily defeat Garris, but it doesn't mean that after three months, a person's martial arts and swordsmanship can improve by leaps and bounds.
"Are you sure?" Garris looked at Eric with a look of pity.
"Humph! Of course." As soon as Eric finished speaking, he turned over and dismounted.
Because he saw that Garris was only wearing chainmail and a robe, Eric also took off his helmet and his gauntlets, indicating that he wanted to fight Garris in a fair duel.
Garris couldn't help but feel more pity when he looked at Eric.
But after thinking about it, he took off his burqa without saying a word in front of hundreds of people present, and then took off the chainmail armor that was glowing in the sun, and then Take off the soft armor underneath, leaving only the innermost shirt.
"Are you seeking death?" Eric's words were thunderous. Although his tone was lowered, he felt even more angry because he felt that he was being despised. For a knight wearing full armor, it is actually very difficult to kill the opponent in a duel with a long sword.
After all, the armor-breaking ability of the long sword... is better than nothing. It can only be said that when the opponent is thrown to the ground, it is easier to cause effective damage by using the tip of the sword to accurately poke the fragile part of the enemy's chain armor.
But now, Garris has taken off all his body protection, which is obviously showing contempt for Eric.
Eric despises wearing armor to fight against those without armor.
Based on his trust in his martial arts and sword skills, he wanted to prove that he was stronger than Garris in front of everyone.
Naturally, he would not allow his victory to have even the slightest flaw or even the slightest possibility of being questioned.
Therefore, in front of hundreds of people present, he also took off all the armor on his body.
John, who was holding the horse not far away, saw this scene. He turned his head and whispered to Simon beside him: "The Holy Son took off his armor because he thought the armor would be in the way, and he didn't want blood to splash into the chain armor. That wouldn't be good." It’s easy to wash, but why is Eric taking off his armor?”
Simon, who was a bit old-fashioned, thought about it for a while and tried to tell a joke: "Maybe Eric thought it would be difficult to wash his own armor after it was soaked in blood."
John twitched his lips and turned to get on his horse. He had already foreseen what was going to happen next.
Under the leadership of John, other knights and attendants who did not have command responsibilities got on their horses and prepared for what was going to happen next.
In the formation of the two armies, Garris had neatly folded the armor he had taken off and placed it far away to avoid being splashed with blood.
As for Eric, he put the armor he took off on his horse.
When everything was ready, the two of them each grabbed their own swords and came to a position three meters apart.
"Start now?" Garris asked.
"Well let's get started." Eric replied.
After saying that, something seemed to flash in Eric's eyes. He noticed that the sword in Garris's hand was not given by the Leper King, so he asked: "Why don't you use that sword?"< br>
But he didn't get a reply from Garris about the sword, only a very inexplicable word.
"The corpse is talking."
……
This person is arrogant in the world and his temperament is not docile.
He did not cultivate beauty to commemorate his memory during his lifetime,
So here the wrathful soul perishes.
There are more than a thousand people who are kings on it?
One day, we will all lie like dirty pigs in the mud.
Their reputation in the world is terrible.
——Divine Comedy·Inferno, Song 8, 46-51
Second update, everyone knows about the monthly ticket black monkey, and then about the issue of due updates, I will work harder...
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