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Chapter 1563 Horse Racing and Handkerchief

The morning's race was going quite smoothly. The only interruption was that before the riders were about to set off, Mr. Enghor Seric, the second son of Duke Seric who looked younger than a foreigner, found Shad alone:

"Rejed's Hamilton, I will use this game to prove that I am more suitable for Her Royal Highness Lesiya than you!"

After the young man finished speaking, he put on his helmet and left.

"who is he?"

Shade asked in surprise to the blonde girl on the side. Of course, the soul at this time was Lesia. Her Royal Highness the Princess wanted to give Shade a blessing before he set off:

"You are a passionate suitor. I also have many suitors in the city."

Lesia said, then stood on tiptoes and kissed the side of Shade's face:

"But those are all stupid boys. In my heart, no one can compare to you."

Shade nodded in agreement, then turned his head and looked at the back of young Mr. Seric. He was not petty, because he wanted to kill others, he just thought that he would win no matter what.

The trumpet sounded, and the knights set off from the Edward III Arena. Bards holding telescopes constantly reported the information of the riders in the front to the enthusiastic audience through the huge amplification equipment of the steam power source.

Although the spectators could not see the players running on the country trails, the atmosphere at the scene was even more lively than yesterday's archery competition.

As for Shad, he has fully practiced horseback riding skills in the winter that outsiders would never imagine in the original world. Compared with the roadless creek forests in the Randall Valley, riding in the Tobesk countryside is simply too much.

Simple. He has been at the forefront since the start, and the horses that Miss Carina selected for him have indeed performed very well.

In the end, when Shade was the first to appear on the track outside the Edward III Arena, and rushed into the arena with an advantage of at least ten horse lengths ahead of the second place and crossed the finish line, the entire arena cheered.

The sound spread like a steam bomb explosion in all directions.

Not only does he have superb riding skills, but the unique scent of the female dragon that has not completely dissipated from his body makes his mount very obedient, and also makes other players' mounts subconsciously slow down once they are approached by him. Of course, Shade is not

will say this.

The cheers and cheers seemed to never stop. After Shade, the bards were still loudly announcing the names and origins of the subsequent riders who reached the finish line. As the first place in this horse race, Shade had the honor to

After everyone returned to the arena, they boarded the auditorium and were received by Queen Diana who came to watch the game. Lesia was still in the city today, but Agelina, who came with her mother, was quite

excited.

At 11:30 in the morning, Shade was finally able to leave the arena. Amidst the loud praises of the people, when he met Dorothy with a smile on her face, the little princess even asked someone to bring her handkerchief.

"Her personal handkerchief."

Dorothy naturally recognized what the handkerchief was at a glance, but she did not put it away, but put it into Shade's pocket herself.

Shade thought this was the end, but he didn't expect that during the following lunch period, the servants who came frequently brought him more than ten handkerchiefs, some of which even had red hickeys and addresses on them.

Neither Tifa nor Dorothy felt strange, but felt that Shade's reaction was strange:

"It's like this every year. This is the climax of the city riding competition. Yesterday was just a warm-up."

Said the blond girl who was used to this.

"I don't quite understand why this didn't happen yesterday?"

Shade frowned at the handkerchief that he didn't know what to do with, while Tifa explained:

"Compared to shooting sports that are more demanding in skills, people regard equestrianism as the most direct representation of chivalry and chivalry. I don't want to just receive the handkerchief now, but in the next week, I will send a love letter and handkerchief to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.

There must be a lot of people writing various letters."

After all, Shade directly published his information in a newspaper advertisement.

"After tomorrow's duel with the knight the day after tomorrow, you will receive not only handkerchiefs, but also all kinds of strange things...I mean garters."

The blonde girl said with a smile, using a notebook to record what happened today as material for writing. Although the competition was temporarily calm, she was planning to use this competition as a model to conceive an exquisite murder case. Of course, Dorothy has not forgotten it.

, after lunch, he gave his handkerchief to Sha De as a reward for Sha De’s victory:

"Keep winning, knight, and you will get more."

After a three-hour rest, the afternoon game officially started. The afternoon game was a horse race in the arena. It had to run a sufficient number of laps within the specified time, and during this period, it had to be grabbed by hand on a fixed

Scarves beside the route. After the time is up, points will be scored based on the distance run and the number of scarves obtained.

Because the area in the arena was limited, the 36 people were divided into 4 groups, and this time Shade was assigned to the last group.

By the time he finished his game, it was already around five o'clock in the evening. Shade, who had done quite well, once again encountered people gathering and cheering at the entrance of the arena. When he returned to the tent, he came through Dorothy's relationship.

A reporter from the "Steam Bird Daily" conducted an oral interview with Shade.

This is even more tiring than horse racing.

Shade still had no additional activities planned for this evening. He returned to Carina Manor for dinner like yesterday, and then returned to the city with Dorothy.

However, Dorothy did not spend the night at No. 6 St. Teresa Square tonight. She has elective courses at the college tomorrow morning. She has to go back tonight to prepare in advance. She will not be able to join Shad at the arena until the afternoon tomorrow.

But Shade was not resting alone that night. Around nine o'clock, Shade, who was reading "The Book of the Demon of Malbas" in the study, felt that the badge on his chest suddenly radiated an astonishing amount of heat. Then the room downstairs

The door was opened by the key, and the witch walked up the stairs aggressively. She looked around in the living room and found that the house was eerily quiet. Only Shade stood in surprise at the door of the study holding a book. The bedroom door was open, and there was only

Little Mia looked outside and realized that there were no other "guests" here tonight.

"Good evening, Carina, why are you here?"

Shade said hello, and the witch waved to the maids behind her to rest on the first floor:

"You don't want to stay at my place, why don't you allow me to stay at your place? Louisa and Annat can do it, and so can I."

It seems that she still remembers the "surprise" she saw when she arrived this morning.

As she spoke, the witch raised her hand and took off the hairpin that tied the beautiful long red hair, and threw it on the coffee table. The red hair spread out behind her, and the witch stepped towards Shade:

"Knight, you won't tell me that you are too tired today, so you want to rest alone?"

Golden eyes stared at Xia De, and Xia De was stunned:

"Tired? Today is just horse riding. Compared with the adventures and explorations I have done in other cities, today is like a full day of rest."

"Well, let me see if you are exaggerating about yourself. I don't believe you can get sick after this time."

She grabbed Shade's collar rudely, and then kissed him.

(Yin Luna is praying...)

"So, do you also know that Shade will participate in a full day of competition today?"

Early on Wednesday morning, at the dining table at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, Shade felt that he heard a very familiar sentence. Someone also said this sentence yesterday morning.

However, the person who said this now was Lesia, who had finally found time to visit Shade, and the person being questioned was Miss Carina, who had said a similar sentence yesterday morning.

"Lecia, don't worry, I have personally verified that an event like the City Riding Competition is not even a warm-up for Shade. He still has a lot of physical strength...really

a lot of."

While saying this, the witch spread jam on the slices of bread with a silver table knife, which made Lesia look even more annoyed.

Fortunately, Lesia knew how to suppress her anger. She looked at Shade again, and the anger in her eyes shocked Shade:

"I......"

"No, I shouldn't be angry with you."

Lesia closed her eyes and adjusted her emotions. If her dissatisfaction with her aunt was like being harassed by someone knocking on the door, then her dissatisfaction with Shade was like being woken up by little Mia in the early morning.

"Based on the current competition points ranking, you are ranked first. I hope you can be more careful today. Although today's duel involves wearing armor and using wooden swords, no one can guarantee whether someone will play any tricks. Every other

In a few years, there will always be fools who use extraordinary powers under the nose of the church."

"Don't worry, I will win for you."

Lesia showed a gentle smile:

"You can always tell me what's on my mind. Also, have you heard that something happened to Earl Lewis of Kasenlik?"

"Wasn't he accidentally shot by an arrow outside the Arena of Edward III on Monday, and then hit in the vitals by an assassin?"

Shade said while holding a piece of bread. Miss Carina spread grape jam, while Shade chose apple jam. Speaking of which, it is a luxury to be able to eat fresh jam in this early spring season.

"Yes, killer..."

Lesia glanced at Shade with a smile, then shook her head:

"But that's not what I'm talking about. After the count was injured in the arena, his deputy took his place in the city and was busy with negotiations. The count didn't wake up until last night. As a result, when he rested in the middle of the night, the bed he slept on

It actually collapsed, I heard this morning that his left leg was broken."


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