"What do you want?" Valad paused slightly after hearing Nalant's words.
"What do you want? Didn't you just frame my maid for stealing? In addition, you also said that I, Narant, am poor?"
"Now, whether it's a maid dressed up to serve food or whether I, Narant, am poor, I have given you the answer. Shouldn't you also give me an explanation? Sir Valad!" Narant sneered.
"Explain, what explanation do I need to give you!" Valade's face was like water, he was embarrassed in front of so many nobles, and he wanted to get away as soon as possible.
"Of course you apologized to me and my maid!"
"Ha ha!"
"Haha! This Andrew's second son is so interesting!"
Before Valad could react, the surrounding nobles burst into laughter.
Apologize to the servant, how will Valad have the dignity to make friends with other nobles after this spreads out.
"Narant, you humiliate me?" Valad gritted his teeth.
"I didn't humiliate you. You deliberately tripped my maid and threw dirty water. You should apologize!" Narant replied seriously.
"Don't even think about it!" Valad ignored Naranter, glared at him fiercely, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Since you have no regrets, Valad, I can only say sorry!" Seeing Valad turn around and leave, Narant said calmly, "Sir Valad, I want to challenge you!"
"..."
The venue was quiet for a moment, and all the nobles onlookers were stunned on the spot!
"You...challenge me?" Valad had just walked two or three meters. After hearing these words, he felt that he had heard wrongly, and turned around to confirm with a strange look.
"Yes, why, are you scared? Do you dare to accept my challenge?" Nalant raised his eyebrows.
"Haha, okay, then I will agree to your duel!" Nalant's question was a blessing from the heavens to Valad. He originally thought that he would walk away in despair today, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a turn of events.
Although he was so extravagant in his youth that he managed his territory until it went bankrupt and could not even pay the taxes, and in the end even the territory was confiscated, he still relied on his resources to build up the strength of a high-level bronze knight.
Narant was known as a useless person in the past. In addition, Narant's strength was no more than a bronze mid-level knight at most. Valad felt that it was not easy for him to deal with him. He had been beaten violently by Andrew a few days ago, so he planned to double it today.
Return.
"Haha, this Narant is quite courageous. Who of you just said that he was timid and cowardly before? I think he is very courageous now!"
"Narant was indeed very cowardly in the past. I heard from my brother that they were studying in the same class at Tulip Academy. I guess he has developed his courage after being a lord for a few months."
"This shouldn't be about courage, but about being inflated by having the power!"
"Haha, I saw something interesting this time. Baron Andrew just beat up this Valad a few days ago, and now Valad is beating his second son back. I don't know what will happen in the next few days!"
In an instant, the nobles onlookers in the field also reacted, and everyone's interest became even more intense at this moment.
"Everyone, everyone has heard that it was Narant who took the initiative to challenge me. I agreed. If there are any problems afterwards, it is none of my business!" Valad saw the reactions around him and was eager to give it a try.
Open your mouth.
"Boris, Nalant's choice is not wise!" Rael whispered to Boris on the side. In many cases, the level gap is a chasm.
Although there are some geniuses who can surpass the level of challenge, judging from Nalant's previous reputation, he doesn't look like a genius at all.
"Rael, don't worry, just wait and see the good show!" Boris is not worried at all. He has never seen Narant do anything he is not sure about. In his heart, Narant is very cunning.
Were you all tricked into crying when you came to Quint?
Besides, he also knew Nalant's strength from the last time he dealt with the Death Knight.
After saying that, Boris waved to Lilia and Huck, motioning them to move further away.
"Boy, since you are going to duel with me, where are you going to fight now?"
"Just here, it's quite spacious here!"
"Very good! I hope you won't cry and go back to your rude father later!"
When Valad heard this, a sinister smile appeared on his lips, and his hand was already on the sword.
Nobles' swords never leave their bodies. This is not just a saying. Even when they meet the monarch, they have the right to wear the sword. This is the right of all nobles.
"You should worry about yourself!" Nalant smiled disdainfully, took out a fruit from his arms and walked to the opposite side of Valad. When the fruit was finished, he also held the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The nobles who were watching had already moved aside and formed a circle, waiting for the exciting duel between the two.
In an instant, the air seemed to freeze. Although it was not a battle of life and death, it represented a battle of honor.
"Kill!" The next moment, it was Valad who made the first move. He roared angrily, drew his sword and rushed towards Nalant.
Clang!
Whoosh!
The next moment, there was also the sound of a long sword being unsheathed in front of him.
However, the moment Nalant started moving, Valad's eyes only felt blurry, and then he could no longer capture Nalant's movement.
puff!
Valad was startled, and just as he was about to stop and take precautions, he suddenly felt a cold flash in front of his eyes, and then his face went cold!
"What!"
Valad subconsciously touched his face, but found a trace of blood.
"Asshole! I'm going to kill you!" The next moment, Valad was furious, his fighting spirit was running to the extreme, and he roared and continued to attack Nalant.
He felt that he must have underestimated the enemy just now. How could a bronze intermediate knight be so fast?
"Hiss, how is this possible? Nalant actually hurt Valad, and he seems to be very fast!"
"The speed is very fast, even faster than most high-level bronze knights. However, this Sir Nalant is a bit cruel! He actually left a blood mark directly on Valad's face! This is a big feud.
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However, the next moment he saw a big gash on Valad's face, he screamed in surprise.
They were all surprised as to why the plot did not develop as originally planned and why Narant was so powerful.
Of course, everyone was impressed by Nalant's actions of hitting people in the face again and again.
While everyone was discussing, the battle continued, but Valad was obviously overthinking. It was not that he underestimated his opponent, but that Nalant was really that fast.
When Valad struck with his sword, Nalant just moved easily, and then quickly raised the sword in his hand.
Whoosh!
Another cold light flashed through.
puff!
"ah!"
This time, with the sound of the sword entering flesh, Varad's screams followed!
Bang!
I saw that Valad’s sword-holding wrist was cut off by Narant!
quiet!
Dozens of nobles and more than a dozen servants at the luncheon were all stunned on the spot...
"Hiss! It turned out to be a complete victory, Boris, this Narant is too powerful! His grandmother used to say that Narant was a useless second son. This is simply a trick on the nobles!"
Gudong!
After hearing this, Boris swallowed his saliva and said: "That's awesome, he is the bronze intermediate knight!"
Wow!
"Hiss! This good-for-nothing second son is too powerful!"
"This is not the second son of a good-for-nothing. Valad is a high-level bronze knight like me. Although he usually likes to indulge in extravagant life, his fighting spirit is still there, and he can't even touch the corner of Nalant's clothes!"
"This speed is too fast, and Andrew's second son is too decisive. He even dared to cut off one of Varad's hands!"
"Now it's over for Valad! There's no way to go to the Council of Nobles to redress his grievances!"
In an instant, the surrounding nobles also reacted, and their eyes on Nalant became strange.
What was originally thought to be a father-son debt repayment has now turned into a father-son double battle, and the fight is even harder.
At this time, everyone was not only surprised that the Narant in front of them was very different from the rumors they had heard in the past, but they were also surprised by Narant's decisiveness.
"Bring your master away for treatment!" At this time, Boris looked at Varad, who was still half-kneeling on the ground and wailed, and gave an order to Varad's personal servant.
There are two types of duels in this world. One is point-to-point. The rules of this kind of duel can be carried out anytime and anywhere, as long as both parties are willing and there are onlookers to prove it.
The other type is a battle of life and death. Such a duel challenge requires the permission of the feudal lord and must be completed in the arena.
Now the duel between Narant and Valad belongs to the first type, which means that Nalant needs to ensure that Valad does not die, otherwise he is likely to be in some trouble.
Valad's personal servant only reacted after hearing Boris's instructions. He immediately stepped forward to help Valad and headed towards the door of the manor.