Chapter 320 Hell’s Joke, Night of Duel
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the carpeted walls and the towering dome. In the glorious hall, the triumphal dinner was still going on.
June shook the whiskey mixed with ice cubes, the amber liquid shone in the glass, and then drank it all.
“Thanks to the strong alcohol, your place is not so cold... Where did you get angry just talking about?”
June’s heroic face was dyed red, and her short black hair was slightly red. Rolled up and hanging by the ears, he said casually:
"Oh, by the way, the duel between you and Thomas... he seems to be well prepared!"
"In the face of absolute strength, it is useless to be fully prepared." Yeats said.
June glanced at Yeats in surprise, heard what he meant, and said:
"So, you want to accept Thomas's letter of challenge?"
Ye Zhi put away the parchment, nodded slightly, and said:
"Compared to war, duels are indeed simpler and more effective, and they won't cause more casualties... Thomas's idea is the same as mine!"
"You and he feel sympathy for each other." June pursed her lips and said, "I remember that you and he fought against the Scarlet Society together?"
"At that time, Thomas was my friend, but now, Thomas is my enemy." Yeats He rubbed his chin and said, "If he knows the current situation, he may not be able to continue to be my friend in the future."
Yeats thought to himself, but by then, Thomas will become my vassal and pay taxes to me. !
“What about me?”
June's expression suddenly became serious and she stared into Yeats's eyes.
"Lannister, are you your friend or your enemy?"
The positions among the nobles are constantly changing. Yesterday they were drinking and chatting, but today they may draw swords against each other.
In this world of fame and fortune, a true friend is rare and extremely precious.
Yeats couldn't help but remember that when fighting against the Blood Spider Lord, June joined his own front regardless of family opposition and provided a lot of important information.
Looking at June's serious expression with a hint of nervousness hidden behind it, Yeats said sternly:
"No matter what position you represent, June, you are my friend, just like the fire and the wine." "
June was startled for a moment, his eyes flickered, he chuckled, and said half-jokingly:
"I was actually moved...Okay, you are loyal enough to know. Treat me as a friend and I will never treat you badly in the future!”
“What now?”
"Now, your friend is very envious of your cooking skills. She hopes you can cook in person and show her." June blinked her eyes in anticipation.
Yeats: "..."
What a loud abacus!
The banquet ended that night.
Yeats wrote a reply and accepted the challenge from Thomas.
During the exchange of letters, the two sides quickly reached a consensus on the details of the duel.
If Thomas wins, Yeats will voluntarily give up his claim to White Night City, and White Night City will be separated from the legal scope of the Duchy of Northland.
If Yeats wins, Thomas will voluntarily withdraw from White Night City and promise not to damage the original residents and buildings in the city.
The duel location is located at the ruins of an ancient castle between Baiye City and Chenshuang Ridge, and the time is set at night. Many nobles from the northern provinces were invited to watch the duel, and William, the royal military commander, served as a notary.
“This is a good opportunity to establish your authority.”
Yeats secretly thought:
"In front of all the nobles, we can use the blessing of the moon to crush Thomas's ambition in one fell swoop!"
*
A duel was about to begin between Yeats and Thomas over the ownership of White Night City. The news quickly spread throughout the northern province due to intentional disclosure by both parties.
For a time, the nobles of the entire northern province were eagerly looking forward to the duel between the two.
Yeats had just won a great victory in the battle against the orcs, and he was in the limelight. If he could defeat Thomas again, there would be no force in the northern province that could compete with Yeats!
On the contrary, if Thomas wins, he will still be able to control the White Night City and the Great Wall, which is equivalent to containing the choke point of Chenshuang Ridge!
Earl Jai of Highland Castle, Earl of Islay of Trout Island, Archbishop Torbin of the Northern Diocese... Lords and nobles of all sizes decided to rush to the battlefield where Yeats and Thomas met to witness this scene. A duel between contemporary heroes.
December has come to an end, and the annual Late Winter Festival has arrived.
The flying snow in the sky covered the earth with a layer of white. Outside Sword Winter Castle, beside a beautiful carriage, Theresa said goodbye to Yeats.
"Thank you for your hospitality these days, Your Excellency the Duke."
Theresa, wearing a snow-white princess dress and a diamond crown, looked graceful and noble, and said softly:
"In the morning During these days at Shuangling and Curling Pass, I have seen many things that I have never seen before...and I will return to my father with these precious memories and tell him about them one by one."
Yeats nodded and said: "Say hello to Your Majesty for me."
Teresa smiled: "I will."
She got on the carriage, leaned out of the carriage window, and looked back at Yeats.
Soon, there was a trace of deep reluctance in her eyes.
It seemed that Teresa was nostalgic for the life in the ice and snow, and she waved gently towards Yeats.
Yeats also waved.
Looking at the carriage gradually moving away in the wind and snow, Zuo Ya stood on Yeats’s shoulder and asked teasingly:
"What do you think of her and Grebby? How does she compare with Herod?"
Yeats: "..."
You feel uncomfortable if you don't do it for a day!
Gray was originally sent by Yeats to guard the southern front and be wary of movements in White Night City.
However, before Thomas had time to mobilize the army, the threat from the orc army had been removed by Yeats, and then it evolved into the current situation where the two met for a duel.
Gray also returned to Yeats, playing with the thundering war hammer Yeats gave her, and couldn't put it down.
“Like the revolving axe, the Thundering Warhammer also has its own revolving function.”
Yeats said: “You make do with it for now, and in the future I will give you the entire Leviathan Ax, Nirvana Come back!”
The trick of drawing a big pie is quite effective for Gray who is new to the world.
The elated dragonborn girl put her arms around Yeats's neck and gave Yeats a sweet kiss on the cheek.
Gray's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she ran away in a hurry, yelling that she was going to practice combat skills.
Yeats froze on the spot, touching his cheek with his fingers.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Hilud walked in with Fengxue, saying that today was the Late Winter Festival, and she invited Yeats to go up the mountain to worship the Black Knight.
“Hilud, you didn’t see it just now!” Zhuan Ya stood on Yeats’ shoulder and said, “Gray kissed Yeats fiercely on the cheek, and Yeats even blushed.”
< br>Yeats: "Nonsense, no blush at all!"
Hilud hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, and whispered: "Grey kissed... the left cheek or the right cheek?"
Yeats was stunned, and was about to ask you why you asked this, But Hilud shook his head.
“Forget it.”
Hirud stepped forward, gently moved Yeats’s chin with her fingers, and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Yeats's eyes widened and he felt all the blood in his body rushing up.
Hilud's cheeks were also as red as if they were about to bleed. He breathed softly, still with a tough attitude on his face, and said:
"In this case, I win...right?"
Yeats: "..."
Can this be rolled up?
Alright, let’s make the benefits more intense!
*
Afternoon time. Yeats, Gray, and Herod went up the mountain together to worship the Black Knight during the late winter festival.
Yeats was already familiar with the Black Knight sacrificial process, and saw a familiar figure again at the Black Knight chessboard on the top of the mountain.
With the active divinity of the Holy Festival, the Black Knight manifests her incarnation.
Wearing dark black plate armor, the knight with long black braids has eyes as bright as gems, forcing everyone to pay her awe and gaze.
"Everyone, long time no see."
The Black Knight gave a hoarse laugh and praised:
"Yeats, I have been paying attention to your recent battle. ...The performance is quite wonderful!”
As a god under the God of War, the Black Knight favors commanders who are good at strategy.
The surprise tactics adopted by Yeats in this battle followed the principles of strategy. The Black Knight saw this and was particularly satisfied with it.
"You are exaggerating." Yeats said modestly, "Actually, I even prepared a joke."
"Oh?" The black knight's eyes shone slightly, full of tears. Looking forward to it, "Tell me about it?"
Yeats hesitated: "This joke...may be a bit hellish..."
"It doesn't matter." The Black Knight smiled heartily. , "I just like hell's jokes!"
There is a god at the top of his head, but since the Black Knight said so.
Yeats relaxed and cleared his throat:
“What is the difference between the Son and the portrait of the Son?”
The Black Knight shook his head in confusion and curiosity. Shaking his head: "What is it?"
Yeats said: "The portrait of the Holy Son only needs one nail to hang."
The Black Knight was stunned for a moment, then realized the meaning, raised the corners of his mouth, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to think about it, and let out a muffled cough.
"It's a good joke, it made my hands itchy for a moment." The black knight covered his palms and said.
Yeats: "..."
The Black Knight knows hell's jokes and can draw inferences from one instance to another!
Amid the heavy snow, a bonfire rose. The three of them and the incarnation of the Black Knight sat on the chessboard, drinking and enjoying barbecue.
"Before, I asked you to look for King Solomon's seal ring. Do you have any news?" the black knight asked.
Yeats said: "I feel ashamed to say that I haven't even found the real Avalon, let alone the treasure hidden in Avalon."
The Black Knight nodded slowly and said :
"You don't have to worry about it. King Solomon's signet ring is a legendary item and cannot be born easily... Huh? Why do you have the aura of a legendary item on your body?"
The voice of the Black Knight Somewhat surprised.
Due to its characteristics, even the Black Knight was unaware of the existence of the Silver Sword, and the legendary aura she mentioned was obviously a lyre.
Yeats took out the lyre and said truthfully: "I obtained it from the inheritance of the God of Light. However, this lyre is only an epic at present and has not yet been restored to legendary quality."
The surprise in the eyes of the black knight became more and more obvious, and he immediately nodded and said:
"You are worthy of being the chosen one of the goddess of youth... This lyre will complement you perfectly!"
Even with a weak divine power , may not be able to own a legendary item. Yeats has not yet arrived in the Holy Land, but he already has the holy relic of the God of Light with him, which is very valuable in the eyes of the Black Knight.
Everyone drank in the snow for a while.
As the sun set, Yeats stood up and prepared to say goodbye.
"Since you have come to offer sacrifices, I cannot let you return empty-handed."
The Black Knight muttered: "I have recently been fighting with the Lord of Plunder in the divine realm. , there are winners and losers, and there is a lack of divinity, so I cannot bless you for the time being... However, I can give you a prophecy."
Yeats said: "What prophecy?"
The black knight looked serious and said:
"In the southern part of the Golden Lion Kingdom, there are traces of the activities of the deep sea demon, and the number of people who believe in this demon has become small."
"I don't know why. , this demon seems to have angered the goddess of the dark night, who is a powerful god. The possibility of the goddess of the dark night inflicting divine punishment is not small. "
"With the character of the goddess of the dark night, if she performs a miracle, the entire southern journey will be affected. The whole province may suffer.”
“With your current strength, you should seek stability and development and aim at the Holy Land.” The Black Knight advised, “It is best to stay away from those places of trouble.” br>
Yeats had a vague impression of the plot. The deep-sea demons mentioned by the Black Knight seemed to be closely related to the fish-people.
And this matter also involves the goddess of the night, which is really not something Yeats can get involved with now.
However.
Yeats had a bad premonition in his heart.
The battle between the Night Goddess and the Moon Goddess has always been Daisy's favorite repertoire.
"The specific content of my promotion ceremony to the Five Ring Trickster is still unclear..."
Yeats was in a complicated mood.
"Daisy, you won't let me go and disturb the head of the goddess of the night...right?"
*
Two days later.
The night of the duel arrived as promised.
The bright moonlight shines on the ruins of an ancient castle. Far away from the ruins, a large number of spectators gathered spontaneously.
High in the sky, Yeats was wearing wing boots, floating among the sea of clouds. Seeing a large number of spectators, he complained:
“I had known that I would work with Thomas again and win this duel. If you collect tickets here, you can make some money..."
At this time, a low exclamation sounded from the crowd.
Thomas was bathed in dark golden fighting flames, flying above the ruins of the old castle. The will of the five-ringed hero enveloped the entire place, and his majestic eyes were constantly patrolling around.
The discussion echoed noisily.
“Thomas was promoted to the fifth ring not long ago, and now his will has become more condensed!”
“Thomas is famous for his forbearance and cunning, and the Honeysuckle Duke has no chance of winning against him. Big.”
“Duke Honeysuckle had just won a great victory, and Thomas took this opportunity to challenge him, but he really missed the point!”
Another stream of light pierced the sky and headed straight for the castle!
Everyone looked up and saw with astonishment that Yeats arrived above the sea of clouds silently.
At this moment, Yeats came through the sea of clouds. His flying skills were obviously better than Thomas's!
Yeats stopped right in front of Thomas, confronting him in the air, with piercing eyes, and said with a smile:
"I have been waiting for this duel for a long time, Your Excellency Thomas."
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Thomas smiled and said:
"After all, you are much younger than me... If you can defeat me in a duel, I am willing to admit defeat without any complaints, but if I win by luck, you It’s time to fulfill your promise!”
Yeats nodded slightly and glanced at the bright moon, the moonlight divinity in his body surged violently.
It’s time to use your ultimate move!
(End of this chapter)