Chapter 57 Semi-finals (Part 2)

A little cold star shot out from a white ice wall, and Sasfire had no ability to stop him. He turned over and jumped off the ice bear saddle. He had been forced to the side of the platform. After falling down, he fell on the ground with his feet, which was considered a failure.

Sasfire was dissatisfied and stood in the audience and pointed at Dirkmont and said, "If it weren't for Anonda's weird wolf claw, I wouldn't have lost to you!"

Dirkmont was generous and admitted frankly: "You said it well. If it weren't for this alchemy wolf claw, it would be hard to say which one of us wins and who will lose."

Sasfire snorted angrily and left unwillingly: "Wait, sooner or later, I will find a piece of Warcraft equipment and fight with you." Dirkmont laughed and responded: "Hahaha! OK, I look forward to that day!"

Off the stage, Saniel shook his head and said, "Their martial arts path has gone astray!" Saniel always believed that warriors should not rely too much on equipment, but should improve their strength by relying on their own cultivation.

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Megeff IV sat on a wide golden chair, tilted his head, and supported his head with his hands. After listening to the report of an old man below.

If Ge Zheng was present, he would definitely recognize that the old man was the old man at the end of today's alchemy competition. However, now, the old man was wearing a gold-toned earl's dress, an alchemist's certification badge on his chest, a triangular hat on his head, and a silver-white curly hair underneath, dressed in a palace alchemist.

Mejeff IV closed his gray fur coat: "Are you saying that those three fools took advantage of others and were refereeing randomly?"

The old man lowered his head and said, "The old minister dares not speak nonsense, but this matter is indeed suspicious." Mejeff IV touched his chin, as if he was talking to himself: "It's not just suspicious. You can't even understand the alchemy equation sent by Maris, but that alchemist can actually crack it. Such a person will not win in three games, which is more than just suspicious."

He paused a little and said to the old man below: "The empire has made no progress in alchemy for decades. It is because these guys have achieved some results and have received rewards. They are not enterprising and only want to make money all day long!"

The emperor's face became more and more gloomy and his voice became more and more severe: "This time, I want other people to take a good look and let His Majesty down the trust of His Majesty the Emperor, what will happen!"

The old man was shocked and quickly lowered his head.

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Two contestants entering the finals were produced, and the four-year Royal Challenge is about to reach its climax. This year's competition is different from before. Not only are envoys from various countries participating, but also alchemy competitions.

Lorent won three consecutive games in the previous game, and was in the limelight for a while. The most mentioned names in the streets and alleys in the royal city, except for the Third Prince and Dirkmont, Lorent was counted.

Sharayaga was very happy. After being humiliated that day, she finally overwhelmed Ge Zheng and Feifei. Walking on the street, she saw passers-by constantly talking about herself and Lorent, with respectful eyes in her eyes, and a flower bloomed in Sara's heart.

All major casinos in the royal city have opened the market. The third prince vs. Derkmont, the three-on-one odds, and everyone is optimistic about His Highness the Third Prince.

The odds for the alchemists were also released. Lorent ranked first, with three paying one. Next was Ge Zheng, one paying one, and finally Nubero, the alchemist in the Principality of Selkin, three paying one.

Nubero seemed to have been forgotten by people. In the three games, Ge Zheng was selected at least two more times, but she only had a pitiful one.

That's right, it's "her".

The alchemist of the Principality of Selkin was a lady.

This lady was mysterious and never passed by the road in front of everyone. Even during the alchemy competition, she sat in a carriage and watched the competition on the street.

The final was held at night, and during the day, the celebration began in the Delson City. On every major street, there were acrobatic troupes from all over the Empire performed. There were countless minstrels singing their heroes on the roadside. Some people temporarily compiled lyrics to praise the third prince and Dirkmont. The ale and fruit wine in the bar were poured into the stomach like running water. Everyone was in a carnival, waiting for the evening competition.

The Royal City Imperial Guards are busy setting up a magic screen with 16 sides on 16 major areas of the city. The evening game will be held in the Nar Palace. Civilians cannot enter. In order to allow everyone to see this game, the emperor used the Imperial Magicians and will broadcast the image of the game on the magic screen with 16 sides on 16 sides on 16 sides for all civilians in the Royal City to watch.

After two consecutive games, the emperor feasted the ministers and bid farewell to the envoys of various countries. It is said that the scale of this banquet was unprecedented and the luxury would exceed people's imagination.

Ale is consumed one cup after another, and time is passing by little by little. Compared with the fanaticism outside, the people participating in the competition seem much calmer.

Dirkmont was with Ge Zheng, and he smiled and said to the alchemist: "Master, I have suppressed 100,000 gold coins on you. I am not sure about myself, but I absolutely believe in you."

Ge Zheng actually wanted to "repay his favor", and also put a hundred thousand gold coins on Dirkmont. However, when he watched the third prince's game yesterday, he did not dare to have this idea. His gold coins were used to go home, and every time he wasted one, he would delay his time home for a day.

The third prince and Dirkmont are comparable in strength and equipment. Ge Zheng can't judge who can win the final championship before the game.

Kari suddenly ran in: "Hello Master. Master, someone has come to my family. I said there are important guests coming. Please go back immediately."

Dirkmontgen Ge Zheng said individually and took Kari back. Ge Zheng frowned: At such a critical moment, what important guests will be placed in Dirkmont? This is a fun thing!

When Dirkmont returned home, a simple-dressed old man sat in the hall. Dirkmont saw the visitor's face clearly, was shocked, and quickly saluted: "Sir Fleman, it turns out it's you."

Fleman, the celebrity around the eldest prince, the first aide.

Dirkmont could guess what Fleman was going to visit him at this time, and he also made his own judgment in his heart: the third prince was his opponent, not to mention that he had injured Anonda and was not friendly to him, so he would definitely not be able to surrender to him.

The second prince is most trusted by His Majesty among the four princes. He already has his own strong team. He is currently training in the northern front line of the empire to accumulate military merits. If he defects to him, the second prince who has already gained wings may not value him.

The fourth prince and the third prince are comparable in strength and are weak among the four princes. This time, the third prince is making a big splash with the royal challenge, and he will have to temporarily defeat the fourth prince. However, the fourth prince is still young, so what should be happening? He should be waiting and watching for a while.

After all, it is the best choice for you to join the eldest prince. This is a big bet, but if you win, you will be prosperous, wealthy, fame and fortune in the future, and you will be able to be your descendants. If you lose, you will be the one you were the one you were before.

In an instant, Dirkmont had a decision in his heart.

"Where are you here, come to the best Earl's-grade black tea!" Dirkmont smiled.

Fleman also smiled and said, "You are welcome, you are welcome. Your father and I have always met you. Your performance this time is very good, and the eldest prince appreciates it very much."

Dirkmont quickly said, "Thank you for the praise of the eldest prince. Dirkmont has always wanted to visit His Highness, but he has never had a chance."

Fleman is an old vixen who has been practicing for thousands of years. When Dirkmont said this, he knew it. The servant brought a cup of black tea with a strong fragrance. Fleman took a sip and praised: "It is cold in the winter in the royal city. Drinking a cup of warm black tea is the greatest enjoyment of my old man."

Dirkmont immediately said: "This was given by His Majesty's last tour of the south. The locals gave it to him. The taste is pretty good. If you like it, I will send someone to the hostel."

Fleman pretended to push and drag it out, and nodded and accepted it with a smile. The meeting went smoothly: First, Deckmont expressed his allegiance to the eldest prince, and then expressed his respect for himself. Of course, Fleman was not greedy for this little advantage, but he just wanted to test the "new entry" in the group of the eldest prince's forces and his attitude towards a senior like him.

Derkmont's reaction was very satisfied.

"This is what His Highness the Great Prince asked me to hand it over to you." Framan then took out a box from his pocket. Deckmont quickly stood up and took it with his hands half kneeling. He was a nobleman, and knew the importance of such etiquette. Although he seemed to be humble, as a nobleman, especially a little nobleman who wanted to stand out, this was something he had to do.

"Nephew, the eldest prince is very concerned about your performance at night. Don't let Your Highness down." Fleman said.

How could Dirkmont not understand that the eldest prince wins over him at this time is entirely to suppress the third prince. If he loses at night, his position in the eldest prince's camp will plummet.

"Uncle, don't worry, Dirkmont will not let His Highness the eldest prince be disappointed with you!" Dirkmont asserted holding the box.

Fleman was very satisfied with his performance and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back first. You have enough energy and perform well at night." Deckmont hurriedly stood up and said, "Carry, take your uncle through the back door." Fleman smiled and patted his shoulder: "Good nephew, do it well, you have a bright future!"

Although Fleman was the first aide to the eldest prince, he had many opponents. Many people were staring at his first aide and wanted to replace him. There was no peace in the same camp.

Of course, those who have won back must be included in their own camp. Fleman wins over Dirkmont with his poorly incense relationship with Dirkmont's father. Dirkmont naturally calls him uncle. The two reached a tacit understanding and tacit understanding between them.
Chapter completed!