Chapter 245 Results
Under the noon sun, Eric was like a statue made of steel, without any breath of life.
"Eric——" Link shouted with sweat on his forehead, but he did not dare to step forward to confirm his status.
Crack.
A crack appeared on Eric's body, causing the breathing of everyone present to stop.
The cracks began to spread, like cracks on a porcelain bowl, and then pieces of metal fragments peeled off Eric's body, revealing his strong body.
“Hiss——”
Eric took a deep breath, his chest swelled, and more metal shards shook off his skin until he opened his eyes!
There is unprecedented confidence in it, and it is also breathtaking.
Slowly raise your arm into a fist and wave it gently.
Silver-colored fighting energy came out of the body and fell lightly on the ground, cutting out a deep pit as deep as the mouth of a bowl!
"Level 3!" Link's eyes were full of envy: "You succeeded!?"
Dou Qi users advance to the third level, and from then on they can release Dou Qi and carry out long-distance strikes. ability.
From the moment he chose the military camp as the place to break through, Eric never thought of hiding the news that he had broken through to the third level.
So the news spread quickly, ushering in a wave of heated discussions from the Sky Eagle Platform to Eagle Town.
Whether they support Raven or those who dislike Raven, they all come to the same conclusion: Eric can go more steadily, but it is difficult to go further.
The reasons are basically the same.
Eric has just been promoted to the third level, and there is almost no possibility of failure against a second-level opponent. However, whether it is the mastery of third-level combat skills, the use of third-level fighting spirit, or the total amount of his own fighting spirit, he is not as good as him. Other third-level players participating in the competition.
But at least Eric, who has been promoted to the third level, can make the Griffith family's results in the competitive competition less ugly.
Of course Lei Wen has seen all these speculations, but he is quite disdainful.
This athletic competition is a national carnival for the Nord province; but in the eyes of the real big shots, it is a tool for political struggle.
On the surface, it seems that Marquis Anthony and Montreal are facing each other tit for tat.
In fact, it is the embodiment of the confrontation between His Majesty the King and the Holy See.
But whether it is appearance or reality, it is the same to Raven - these guys turned their wedding into a battlefield for each other.
The Sir Alex really has no temper!
If Eric did not break through to the third level, then no matter how dissatisfied Raven was, he could only accept the reality. After all, as he said before - he couldn't end it himself, right?
Not to mention whether it is appropriate to enter the venue as a groom, if he really ends up playing against others, he will change from a chess player to a chess piece.
But now that Eric has successfully broken through, Raven has the possibility of regaining face at his home court.
Reaching the semi-finals...and even obtaining higher honors.
But Eric alone can't do this, it requires help from Raven.
So, Raven returned to his secret room, and soon after, a set of foggy iron armor customized for Eric was delivered.
Raven, I want to make a set of second-level enchanted armor!
Armor enchantment has always been much more complicated than weapon enchantment, so the price of armor of the same level is often several times, or even more than 10 times, that of weapons.
After planning the type of enchantment in his mind, Raven wrote it down on the parchment, but he did not do it immediately. Instead, he took out his tree of life staff.
This staff is still gray and top-heavy. It looks the same as before, but as Raven's magic power is input into it, you can see many magic lines lighting up layer by layer, and some It remains dark, making it difficult for magic to penetrate.
After enchanting the staff to the first level, Raven has never forgotten it. Occasionally, he will add some enchantments to it when he has free time.
It’s just that there have been too many things recently, so I delayed it.
Currently, although the enchantment configuration on the new drawing has not yet taken effect, the distance has been increased to a second-level staff, and the overall progress has reached about 40%.
Since it had been a while since I had enchanted the armor, Raven needed to undergo a small "rehabilitation" before starting to work on the foggy iron armor. It was just right to use it.
Taking out an enchanting tool, Raven thought carefully and then moved the knife.
Going from the first level to the second level is different from directly performing the second level enchantment.
If directly drawing the second-level runes is equivalent to building a tall building from the ground; then upgrading the first-level enchantment to the second level is adding layers to the existing building.
In terms of technical difficulty, the latter is undoubtedly higher, and it also has considerable requirements for basic enchantments.
If the design is not good from the beginning, it is very likely that the house will collapse - not only will it be impossible to upgrade, but the original enchantment will be destroyed.
Fortunately, when Raven was doing the first-level enchantment, he had a clear direction on how to strengthen it later, so it was not particularly difficult to draw it.
Even so, after about 4 hours of enchanting, the progress has only improved by about 5%.
In other words, Raven will need at least 44 hours to upgrade this staff to the second level.
The enchanting of the staff came to an end for the time being. Raven put it away and walked to the side of the misty iron armor: "Next, it's you."
This set of armor requires Get it done as soon as possible.
So in the next few days, Raven spent most of his time in the secret room, enchanting the armor.
The difficulty of armor enchantment is that a complete set of runes needs to be drawn on different accessories. It is necessary to consider the integrity of the enchantment and to carry out a large number of redundant designs to avoid damage to one part, causing the entire enchantment to become ineffective.
This is such a big project that it has not been completed until the end of the 5th round with 3 days off and 8 days of main games.
During this period, Akori maintained his usual arrogance and strength, and no contestant could force him to use his fighting spirit.
Of course this is because Akori himself is very strong and the opponents he faces are all second-level, but the current situation of the Nord province with its weak armaments and indifferent people is the fundamental factor.
This strong performance has led to a long-term gambling project in the arena: when will Akori use his fighting spirit and his first fighting skill.
In addition to Akori, there are a few players worth noting.
Gul'dan crushed him all the way and gained a lot of popularity; although Senn, the third-level knight of the Slater family, is low-key, he is equally strong, and his popularity is only higher than Gul'dan; Wessa Xin, Qiu Della also successfully reached the 6th round, vying for the title of the strongest player in Xuefeng County.
Simon, who had just broken through, fell in this round, but he did not receive much ridicule. He has been able to reach this point, which is considered to be tough enough by the outside world.
The good news is that Eric, who was promoted to the third level, defeated his second-level opponent in this round with a crushing force. As the organizer of the event, Raven will naturally not let him fail in the next round. Encountered the third level.
In order to leave enough time for himself, and to make Eric more accustomed to the third level of fighting spirit, Raven willfully extended the offseason between the 5th and 6th rounds to 10 days. , and there are a total of 16 games in the 6th round, and only 2 games will be played every day.
Eric's game was also scheduled for the last day.
Eagle Town is still Raven's home court after all, so although there are some complaints and sarcastic voices, the bosses have no objections and they can't make trouble.
On the second day of the offseason, Raven came to the orphanage.
"Lord Baron." Simon said with a guilty look on his face: "I'm sorry, I..."
"It doesn't matter." Raven interrupted him with a smile: "You The last battle was wonderful. I tried my best to win, which was worthy of myself and everyone.”
Facing Raven's considerate attitude, Simon felt even more embarrassed.
"Okay, noble Morrowind Knight, you don't want me to comfort you, do you?" Raven smiled and teased: "I heard that the children brought the Wind King to school today, and they didn't cause any trouble. Is it a mess?”
Changing the topic, Simon felt relaxed. He said: "No, you came just in time. We have just gathered and are preparing for training."
On the playground that was separated into separate areas, the orphans were playing with their respective wind kings, and the trainer Morgan was beside them. Staring, he saw Raven approaching and quickly stepped forward to salute.
Nearly 4 months have passed since the little wind kings emerged from their shells. Originally only the size of cats, with sufficient food feeding, they have grown to more than half a person's height, and their wings can be spread even more. The whole person is covered.
Simon picked up the drumstick and beat the war drum that was erected on the edge of the playground. The orphans who were playing around suddenly came to their senses and gathered together in just a few dozen seconds.
Their respective Little Wind Kings also moved with their master, standing at their feet, as if they could also understand the sound of the drums.
Looking at Raven, the orphans had excitement and excitement in their eyes, but they didn't receive the order, so no one spoke.
"The Baron is here, and I know that you are all very happy." Simon said loudly: "But the Baron has taken great care of us, and we must repay him with practical actions."
"Everyone has it, throwing training, get ready!"
The orphans' voices were uniform: "Yes!"
They took steps and went to the edge of the playground to get their weapons.
Now they have long passed the time of training with wooden weapons. They all use Eagle Collar standard short spears, which are 72 centimeters long, 3 centimeters in diameter, and weigh 8.8 pounds, which is about 4 kilograms.
58 people lined up in three rows and stood about 20 meters away from a group of dummies.
The arrangement of these dummies simulates a classic infantry battle formation. There are 80 of them in total. The dummies in the front are equipped with shields, and the rear are infantry with spears. Each dummy is wearing double-layered leather armor.
The youngest of the orphans was only 15, and the oldest was just 17, but when they held short spears in their hands, their eyes became extremely firm and confident.
"Get ready - throw!" Taking off the short spears from behind, the orphans spread their legs slightly, straightened their front legs, stepped back and pressed down, then their bodies bounced up, their waists tightened with the strength of their legs, and then they He passed it to his shoulder and threw the short spear in his hand violently!
Whoosh——
A clear sound of breaking through the air sounded, and 58 short spears roared through the air and slammed into the wooden target range.
Sawdust flew everywhere.
"Prepare - Throw!!"
"Prepare - Throw!!!"
Three rounds of short spear throwing followed, smoke and dust were everywhere on the ground, and when the wind blew, After a while, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the originally neat dummy became in disarray.
The shields of the dummies in the front were shattered and riddled with holes, and the dummies in the back row were often pierced by spears dropped from the sky and planted into the ground.
Of course, not all dummies are suffering. About 1/3 of the dummies fell down or were seriously injured, and more than half were not injured.
But this result is already rich enough. If one confrontation can reduce the opponent's number by 1/3, it is enough to collapse an ordinary army!
"Well done!" Raven was not stingy with his praise.
The group does not insist on accuracy when throwing spears. What they pursue is to quickly project effective firepower to the same area, and the performance of the orphans has obviously reached the qualified standard.
Hearing Raven's praise, the orphans puffed up their chests, and Simon also smiled and issued a new order: "Execute tactic No. 1!"
This sentence made Raven a little curious - he didn't know the No. 1 tactic.
The next moment, the orphans squatted down one after another, and the Little Wind King beside them rose into the air, then flapped their wings together, using the innate magic storm vortex.
Although they are not yet adults, a group of 4-month-old wind kings gathered together to perform together, and the momentum was really amazing. The wind blew fiercely, and the smoke and dust suddenly rose and were blown away. The fake ones that had been hit before were People were teetering on the edge, and some were simply broken in the middle, only to be blown up by the storm.
The short spears inserted into the ground were vibrating and whimpering.
It is conceivable that if you are facing an ordinary army, this storm vortex will be enough to knock people off their backs and tear a gap!
Raven clapped his hands and said: "You really gave me a surprise. When did you do it?"
"Actually, we just practiced it more than ten days ago." Simon said: "The Wind King deserves it. It’s the Wind King, much smarter and more obedient than ordinary hippogryphs, but..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound. It turned out that there was a Wind King in the air. Due to the flying position The problem was swept away by the storm vortex and blown far away.
“My thunder tyrant!” Lennon screamed, and if there weren’t people on both sides holding him down, he would have been blown up.
"...but I'm not very skilled at it yet." Simon finished awkwardly: "Sometimes, this happens."
"But don't worry, the little guy will recognize his master and will fly back soon!"
Although there was a little accident, Raven was very satisfied with the training results and full of expectations for the future.
Currently, the Little Wind Kings have not grown up and cannot engage in real aerial combat; the second talent, magic pulse surge, has not yet developed suitable tactics.
Of course, a storm vortex can already cause trouble. It is better to be cautious when practicing something as powerful as pulse surge. It is unlikely to see results in a short time.
Not only did Raven have time to come over and see the training progress of the orphans, but with the arrival of the offseason, everyone at Eagle Castle could also take a breather.
Such as Fiona.
The days of this socially fearful academic master have been hellish recently. Old Gordon is now a knight, and she has become the daughter of a knight family. In addition to helping her grandfather handle paperwork, she must also join some nobles. social activities between.
What a pity, when she was wearing a beautiful but constricting dress, huddled in a corner with a glass of angel's tears, what she wanted to do most was to knock herself out with a stick.
However, there were always many people coming over to strike up a conversation and invite her to dance. To this, she could only pretend to be deaf and dumb and sit from the beginning to the end. Even so, there were still some nobles who were clinging to her. Bad beat.
It’s simply torture!
If you participate in a game, you may not be able to recover within three days.
So much so that she received the "magic fruit" from Baron Raven early, but she never had the chance to take it.
I finally have some free time today.
She took a beautiful bath, dried her body, put on the softest clothes, rubbed the face of the puppet bear Baoli, and asked in a low voice: "... Baoli, do you think I can succeed? ?”
Of course Pauly won’t answer, but the everlasting smile on her face always makes Fiona feel at ease.
When her mood gradually calmed down, Fiona opened the box and held the magical fruit in her palms. A numbing feeling spread from her skin.
Fiona's heart jumped again.
It is like this every time. No matter how well prepared she is, she will always feel uneasy when facing the magical fruit.
This fruit that can make people become magicians is so precious.
Fiona has no doubt that if it were put up for auction, it would be enough to drive the nobles of the entire Nord province crazy!
"We can't put it off any longer." Fiona persuaded herself in a low voice, then took a deep breath and swallowed the fruit in her mouth!
Originally, she thought it would be a refreshing taste, but it turned out to melt in her mouth and turned into an ice-cold feeling that spread throughout her body.
It's like swallowing a mint.
A slight trance made the world in Fiona's eyes somewhat distorted.
The next moment, a strong vibration exploded in her mind, her heart beat suddenly, and she could even hear the sound of blood flowing in her veins.
A flash of blue appeared in her vision.
The surrounding air began to become humid, the curtains and quilts were damp, and drops of water condensed on the walls.
A bit of silver light flashed through her mind, which was the birth of spiritual power from scratch.
The magic pool was quietly opened.
She opened her palms and said nothing. She just relied on her mysterious intuition and instinct to use her magic power. The water droplets on the wall quietly flew up, and a ball of clear water condensed in her palms.
Success?
When this thought arises, all the original wonderful feeling disappears, and the water flows down from the palm of my hand.
Fiona was stunned for a while, then lowered her head to look at her palm.
When she used her magic power to gather a ball of water again, complex emotions flashed in her eyes.
After the water flow dispersed, she suddenly stepped forward, rushed out of the door with unprecedented strides, and went straight to Lei's study room.
When she arrived, Patty was standing at the door. Fiona asked: "Sister Patty, is the Baron here?"
Petty smiled: "Of course, I will take your place right away..." ”
Before she finished speaking, Fiona had already rushed in regardless of etiquette.
Raven, who had just returned from the orphanage, looked up.
Seeing Raven's eyes, Fiona wanted to speak several times, but suddenly she didn't know what to say.
She became a magician, and her heart was filled with joy, and she wanted to share it with Baron Raven.
From today on, she no longer has to worry about her future, and everything she has ever dreamed of can come true.
She can legitimately have her own library and her own office, and she doesn't have to bear any extra strange looks.
From then on, she had the right to say "no" directly, she could not participate in social activities that she didn't like, and she didn't have to go to all the trouble and politeness to reject those persistent suitors.
The most important thing is that she can follow in the footsteps of the Baron and help him complete the work that only a magician can complete.
She has always wanted to be recognized by the Baron.
But now, facing Raven, she was unable to speak, her face turned red with anxiety, and her breathing began to become unsteady.
Leaven showed a gentle smile and asked softly: "Successful?"
Just three words made Fiona feel completely relaxed. She nodded vigorously, and Wiping the tears that flowed inexplicably from the corners of his eyes, he also revealed He smiled: "Yeah!"
"Okay, don't cry, it's like I did something to you." Raven made a joke, got up and walked out, and said to Pei who followed him. Di said: "The next step is left to you."
There was a weird smile on Patty's face: "Yes, sir."
Fiona was a little confused. It wasn't until she saw herself in the tabletop dressing mirror that she exclaimed and lowered her head, her face burning. Gotta be hot.
She was so excited before that she ran out in her nightgown!
Although this nightgown is not revealing, it is private clothing after all. It is really...
It is too embarrassing.
No wonder the Baron left directly.
Petty held her hand: "You stay here well first, and I'll get you a set of clothes."
Fiona's heartbeat slowed down after the door was closed. He slowly calmed down and twisted his temples in annoyance.
Suddenly, she saw something on Lei Wens table.
“This is...?”
……
(End of this chapter)