Chapter 267 All parties were alarmed, and the king rewarded
The strong wind hunted, the flags were fluttering on the towers, and the horns echoed in the packed arena.
All eyes were focused on Yeats. The young knight's armor flashed silver in the sun. His eyes scanned the entire venue, and he looked at the king under the red tent, placing his hand lightly on his chest. , nodded in greeting.
Thunderous cheers erupted from the audience.
It seems that thousands of glory and auras converge on Yeats.
Eva, who was tall and tall, stood up and looked at the venue with her beautiful eyes, looking moved. She exchanged glances with her companion Roger and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Jero lost... to Count Yeats's blessing of the Wild Hunt... This is simply unbelievable!
Roger lowered the brim of his archer hat, blocking his complicated expression, and murmured in a low voice: "We have to carry the unconscious Jero back."
Eva nodded and sighed softly: "Unexpectedly, even Jero broke... we I still underestimated the earl.”
In the box, June was observing her father’s reaction, but she saw Duke Lannister clinging to the armrest of the seat. He couldn’t tell whether he was appreciative or afraid, but he just sounded unhappy. Authentic:
"June, go and send congratulations to Earl Yeats on my behalf... Congratulations to him for becoming famous in the Seven Seas!"
The explorers divided the Atrium Sea into seven large areas, such as the Black Sea, the Ice Sea, the Red Sea, the North Sea, etc. .
The story of Yeats winning the championship will not only be known in the Golden Lion, but also other kingdoms across the ocean.
It is still unclear whether such a rising star is a blessing or a curse for the Lannister family who covets the throne. The Duke of Lannister can only try to make good friends with him.
If it were the rotten wood of the Brondi family in the past, Duke Lannister would not take him seriously at all.
However, Yeats was both a poet chosen by God and a champion in martial arts. He was a man of both civil and military skills and must be taken seriously!
June pursed her lips, nodded and said, "I will obey your order!"
At this moment.
Wilson Brondi, Yeats's brother, who was present in person, had a slightly subtle expression on his face amidst the cheers.
Yeats's achievement of such a major achievement was supposed to be the glory of the Brondi family, but Wilson seemed to have seen Yeats establishing a branch of the family.
Wilson watched his brother, who was originally not favored by others, become famous and surpass himself little by little, and he couldn't help but feel that they were drifting away from each other.
However, Wilson had no resentment in his heart, only an unspeakable emotion.
“My father once told me that he once asked a witch from the Temple of Delphi for a prophecy, which said that when the family was in decline, a legendary figure would be born who would obtain the fortune for Berlandi. Endless glory——"
Wilson turned to smile at the lady beside him: "This prophecy is not about me, Wilson, but about my brother, Yeats of the Brondi family."
"Furcas, look, Yeats has won!" Gray said happily.
"I'm watching." Phokas' cloudy eyes flickered slightly, and the scene of accompanying the young master to the Northland came to mind. Remembering the young master's use of potions to help him recover, his voice became a little hoarse, "I've been watching."
The strong wind stirred up the dust. Yeats stood in the messy field, and a majestic voice came from the big tent.
"Yeats, Berlandi, come forward to see me!"
This was a summons from the Lionheart King himself. Yeats jumped up and in an instant he was standing in the stands with the most dignity. Outside the big red tent, I saw the palace ministers standing on both sides of the tent, looking at me with goodwill and respect.
A dwarf dressed extremely funny, like a jester, with beads of sweat on his forehead and a pale face, showed a flattering smile to Yeats.
Even the knight Colin, who was originally unfaithful to Yeats, now softened his expression and showed approval in his eyes.
The metal armor clanked, and the Lion-Hearted King wore a crown on his head, looking majestic, with a sword sheathed on his waist, and stepped out of the tent.
He squinted his eyes and glanced at the standing Yeats. Yeats understood, knelt down on one knee and performed the knight's salute: "See His Majesty the King!"
"No courtesy. "
The Lionheart King's voice was strong and deep, revealing the majesty of someone who has been in power for a long time, and the appreciation in his tone was undisguised.
"You are already in the duel, showing the fearlessness and bravery of the knights. The Golden Lion Kingdom needs young, brave and loyal knights like you!"
"Your glory will be under the gaze of the gods. I will be witnessed below——"
"Yeats·Berlandi!"
The Lionheart King suddenly raised his tone, and a majestic will enveloped Yeats, but there was no hostility, only The majesty and gentleness of elders.
Yeats raised his head and saw the Lionheart's blue eyes, as deep as lake water, shining with wisdom.
"I award you the Order of the Golden Fleece, just like those epic heroes looking for the Golden Fleece, to show off your bravery!"
The courtier carried a wooden box covered with red velvet, with a glittering gold medal on it. Composed of gold sheep pendant and gold chain set with flints.
Even if it was Colin, a trace of envy could not help but appear in his eyes.
The Order of the Golden Fleece is the most distinguished of the Orders of the Golden Lion. The front is engraved with the motto: "Hard work will be rewarded." and the reverse is engraved with the declaration "Never Surrender."
This medal is made of the epic material [Golden Fleece]. It can be used to release the high-ring protection spell 'Golden Barrier'. Its value cannot be summarized in gold coins!
The Lionheart King personally decorated Yeats with the Medal of the Golden Fleece.
Yeats swung the pendant on his chest and whispered: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lionheart patted Yeats's arm and ordered Colin to get one. A halberd made entirely of gold.
“This mad lion halberd was forged by me with fine gold and mad lion fangs. It accompanied me in my youth to conquer all directions.”
The Lionheart King’s big hand caressed it Holding the halberd handle, Tiehan had a touch of tenderness in his eyes and said slowly:
"You told me before that you don't have a handy weapon to use the Fierce Lion Slash... Hehe, you may not know that you can also use this combat skill with a halberd."
Yeats was startled, his eyes slightly narrowed. Twinkle, unexpectedly the Lionheart King actually remembered his casual mention.
“Now, I will officially grant you this [Crazy Lion Halberd] as a reward for winning the championship!” The Lionheart King said solemnly:
“Hope You are good at using this weapon, and you have worked hard to study the Fierce Lion Slash, and you have lived up to your past knowledge and my hard work!”
Yeats was a little emotional, knelt down on one knee, held the handle of the halberd with both hands, and said:< br>
"I am willing to serve His Majesty!"
The Wild Lion Halberd has rare quality. Although it cannot be compared with the epic weapons, it is already a valuable treasure that can be passed down to future generations!
This halberd is very heavy, forged from fine gold, and is quite thick. The tip of the spear is exposed with cold light, as if there is an emperor-level monster lion about to bite.
The Mad Lion Halberd is far from comparable to the Silver Sword in terms of power, but it is still a handy long-handled weapon.
Yeats caressed the halberd and couldn't put it down.
There is a saying that the closer my hand is to the handle of the halberd, the further away my foster father is from me!
"Crazy Lion Slash" was recorded in a special book with magic words. The Lionheart King gave Yeats the secret book of this combat skill on the spot, and said that if he encounters difficulties during the practice, he can go to the palace to ask him Ask for advice.
This was to express the favor of the Lionheart King and Yeats, and secondly, it also gave Yeats a reason to visit the palace.
Nobles are also divided into factions. Even the king is helpless to deal with the factions formed by some powerful ministers. But the Lionheart King was by no means a fatuous and incompetent puppet king. He single-handedly promoted Yeats, an upstart, and also had the intention of using Yeats to check and balance the factions and protect the royal power. When the royal power is iterated, everyone has to take sides. The reason why Yeats chose to side with the royal family is precisely because the princess ascended the throne in the original plot and became the ultimate winner.
Renee, who ascended the throne in the original plot, remained unmarried and claimed to have married herself into the Golden Lion Kingdom. Under her governance, the Golden Lion Kingdom ushered in a golden age, developing commerce, culture and the navy, and even the relationship between the church and the gods. All conflicts have been alleviated, and she is a queen with flexible means and excellent abilities.
Yeats also imagined joining the Lannister faction, but instead of helping an ambitious person ascend to the throne, it would be better to support a wise king and gain a reliable ally for future confrontation with the Holy See.
As for now, the threat of the Blood Spider has not yet been completely resolved.
Colin's wedding banquet is about to take place, and Lionheart uses the Sword in the Stone as bait to attract the Blood Spider.
For the achievement of helping the royal family get rid of the Blood Spider, Yeats believed that even the precious five-ring material Lionheart would be willing to take out, it could definitely help him break through to the fifth ring!
The five-ring hero has few opponents on the continent. As long as he doesn't run into the monster-like six-ring master, he can escape even if he can't defeat him.
As for the seven-ring holy realm level... Yeats has experienced the power of the holy realm and knows that it is a powerful force that can shake the material world.
The leader of the apostles who hunted down his adoptive father, the King of Holy War Michael, was even more powerful than the Holy Domain.
Yeats couldn't help but feel that there was a long way to go. Holding the lion halberd in his hand, he looked at the flying flags above the arena and said secretly:
"First practice the lion slaying... this royal combat skill, single body The damage is more powerful than the One-Horned Spear, enough to become a new trump card!”
*
The second floor of the tavern, the hotel.
The white-haired man with a scar on his face was unconscious on the wooden bed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and took out the dagger from his waist. When he saw his two companions yawning beside the bed, his sharp eyes softened.
“Hey, you’re awake, you’ve been in a coma for a whole day and a night.” Eva, wearing a tight black leather jacket, said lazily, “It seems that Count Yeats has been quite aggressive.”
Jero was stunned, and the words of Count Yeats before he fell into coma appeared in his mind, and he said hoarsely:
"I...lost to him?"
"What if I didn't get the Fierce Lion Slash, and I wasted a lot of medical expenses!" Eva rolled her eyes.
Jero was silent for a long time and said: "Yeats said something to me, worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"What words?" Roger asked curiously.
Jero said word for word: "He said that the King of the Wild Hunt is his adoptive father."
Eva and Roger were in a daze, looking shocked. They said in unison: "How is this possible?" , rubbing his swollen head, sighed, "This is not difficult to explain why he has so many blessings from the Wild Hunt... My views on the Wild Hunt genre are far inferior to his, and this is why he defeated me. Because.”
“It turns out that Earl Yeats is not only favored by the goddess,” Eva murmured, “he is also closely related to the King of the Wild Hunt... He is really like the God of Light.”
< br>The God of Light, the most beloved god in mythology, everyone loves Him except the God of Darkness.
Roger leaned on the door frame, lowered the brim of his hat, and said with lingering fear: "I was not injured by the Earl. I am really lucky."
"So, I'm sorry, I can't return to the north yet." Jero said solemnly, "I have to think of another way to meet Count Yeats... I want to follow him, find the King of the Wild Hunt, and understand my master's violence The damn truth!"
"You...well, forget it, you still have work to do if you stay in the Golden Lion," Eva said, crossing her arms, "You two know about the Demon Hunter, right? Enemy, there is a blood clan reward for the golden lion now. If you kill one, you will be rewarded depending on the vampire's status. This can be considered as making quick money."
Jero whistled and bared his shining silver teeth. :
“The bounty doesn’t matter, the main thing is that I hate vampires!”
*
The news that Yeats won the tournament had spread throughout London.
He was not only the divine choice of the goddess of art, but also a brave and fearless champion knight. He instantly became a legend of the Golden Lion.
After learning about Yeats's deeds, envoys from various countries praised this nobleman who had fought his way through adversity and expressed their welcome to Earl Yeats to visit their country.
Yeats went deep into simplicity and stayed at Silver Birch Manor, studying the Lion's Killing assiduously.
The sun is blazing.
In the backyard, Gray, as Yeats's sparring partner, assumed a horse stance, stretched out her palms, and said with awe-inspiring aura and piercing eyes:
"Come on, attack me!"
Yeats rubbed his eyes, as if he saw a Tyrannosaurus Rex behind Gray!
After absorbing the energy of the dragon's heart, Gray is developing in the direction of a human-shaped dragon. Her power is terrifying. She can demolish the city gate with her bare hands. Yeats doubts that she can even give an emperor-level Warcraft maniac. Shilai throws him over the shoulder!
After all, he is a five-ring hero, and he cannot afford to be careless. Yeats took a deep breath, held the halberd in his hand, and focused his gaze.
Boom——
Yeats's halberd hit the ground hard, and then his body took off, spinning in the air, and an even more majestic attack roared towards Gray!
Combat Skill·Fierce Lion Slash!
The energy in the creative field even condensed into a roaring lion, which angrily rushed forward with Yeats's waving lion halberd!
A flash of surprise flashed in Gray's eyes, and a dark red dragon claw phantom formed in his hand. ‘Dragon God’s Blessing·Dragon Claw’ cuts the mad lion’s shadow into two like cutting tofu.
But the majestic force still hadn't dissipated, and it fell into the lake behind Gray, causing a column of water to collapse.
Crashing——
The falling water column drenched Yeats and Gray into drowned rats.
The two of them stared at each other and laughed out loud at the same time.
"Yeats, when will we return to Morning Frost Ridge?" Gray blinked her shining eyes.
"Wait until the day when the Blood Spider is executed." Yeats looked to the sky and said, "I have a hunch that by then, it will also be the day when I will be promoted to the fifth ring."
"How did I hear that His Majesty plans to betroth his daughter to him? Here you go..." Gray glanced at Yeats's expression, "Princess, is she... beautiful?"
"Marriage is a means of seeking political alliances, and I have no intention of marrying the royal family."
Yeats paused and glanced at Gray, who was smiling: "Why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing." Gray chuckled, "I was just thinking about what to have for dinner!"< br>
Yeats pointed to the unfortunate swans in the lake: "Eat the roast swan."
Roasted swan is a famous dish in the Middle Ages and was also included in the Eight Northern Treasures of the Yuan Dynasty.
Gray complained: "Finally, these are relatively normal ingredients."
At this time, the old knight walked to the courtyard and said respectfully:
"Master, Your Majesty I will send someone to summon you to the palace for an audience.”
Yeats and Gray looked at each other and nodded immediately: "I'll go right away."
In the carriage, Yeats frowned slightly and murmured to himself:
"If I'm not wrong, , it’s time for His Majesty the King to discuss Colin’s wedding banquet with me. . "
Zuanya stood on the table and shook his head: "The battle between the Sixth Ring Master is really boring. Only the apostles and gods are involved, so it can be called fun!"
Ye Zhis! : "..."
Does the Squirrel School know that his family's totem is this picture of virtue?
(End of this chapter)