"Well, I'm really sorry for not telling you in advance that this is not my home," Aranza replied. Old Follett and Nicole did not follow him upstairs, so there was no need to hide it. "I and the people here have some differences in our last names.
It’s just a connection.”
The panic on Dolores's face had long since faded, and she nodded seriously. As long as she got Aranza's answer, that was enough.
"Dolores, your question is a bit tricky." Jessie joked, and the heavy atmosphere was easily resolved, making the elf girl laugh. Without explaining, she just stuck out her small tongue at Jessie.
Dolores was fine. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and put her to sleep again. Aranza, Jessie, and Cyril returned downstairs. Silas raised his head and asked Cyril about Dolores through soul communication.
After confirming that the situation was normal, he lay down on the blanket drowsily and continued to watch the magical images of the remaining Group B contestants with everyone.
The night passed with battles played back by magic images. The moon in the night sky disappeared. After the hidden silence, two suns rose. The sunlight cut into the Arnest Valley at an incredible angle. It was impartial and completely enveloped.
A hanging island in the middle of the valley.
Ryan family, rookie competition, Group A qualifying competition.
In the vast hall of the Black Chain Castle, there are only a dozen or so people gathered at this time. It does not look like a competition at all. Only those who are familiar with this game can understand the power that the dozen or so people in the hall have now or in the future.
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In previous years, the Ryan family's rookie competition was open to the public, and every time it started, it attracted many prominent nobles to watch. However, since the war, the situation in the human territory has become increasingly chaotic, and not many nobles have the energy to pay attention to it.
It was a game of extraordinary significance, let alone traveling across the territory to watch it. The new head of the Lane family, Duke Alsis, simply changed the rookie tournament to a non-open competition.
At this moment, the head of the house was sitting comfortably on the ruby seat in the center of the hall, his appearance was meticulously taken care of by the maid he personally selected. However, Duke Alsis did not seem to wake up, lazily leaning on the crown-shaped
On the back of the seat, one hand feebly supported the head that was tilted to the side. Her eyes were not focused on the game at all, and the maid's meticulous care was destroyed in an instant.
The contestants from Group A were sitting on the left side of the hall, and Jie Xi and others were not with Aranza. On the right were the contestants from Group B. Opposite the main seat, there were seven guns that looked the same as the main seat, but without the rubies.
The inlaid crown-shaped seat is the seat of the seventh elder of the family council.
Goethe was sitting in the middle of the seven seats, and he was actually listless at this time, as much as the head of the family on the main seat.
The host, the new butler of Black Chain Castle, saw that all the chairs that should be occupied were occupied by people. Without further delay, he stepped forward to ask Duke Alsis to speak. Unexpectedly, the arrogant head of the family waved his hand and refused to speak. The new butler said to
The head of the family understood the situation, so he simply skipped this step, loudly announced the rules of the game, and then directly announced the start of the game.
The first battle, the hero king series, Alanza Lane, yes, the mercenary king series, Elita Lane.
Next to Goethe was Ilita's grandfather, Lampman, who was also one of the seven elders. He was quite tall, even taller than Carew, a contestant in Group B, and his muscles were not eroded by time.
, still full of power. If it weren't for his gray hair, most people would only think of him as a middle-aged man. When he saw Aranza taking the lead on the stage in the center of the hall, Lampman couldn't help but said to Goethe: "Aranza
This kid looks more and more like the King of Heroes."
"Your precious granddaughter doesn't look like a mercenary king at all." On the other side of Goethe, another elder Ness interjected. He was a skinny old naughty boy.
"Lampman, let me think about it, although it doesn't matter who wins or loses in this game, you must have some purpose in playing the Elita card at this time, right?" Goethe ignored the interruption of the old naughty Nice.
Ask Lampman directly.
"Haha, the old man is very attentive," Lampman replied with a smile. "It happened to be my department's turn to provide contestants, so I asked Elita to come over. It's not an exaggeration to ask her to collect some family resources.
Don’t worry, as the head of the family, I have always believed that there is a King of Heroes in Aranza’s soul.”
Lampman did not cover up his voice. Although it would not reach the ears of Duke Alsis on the opposite side, the head of the family would hear these words sooner or later. I wonder how he would react.
When Goethe heard Lampmann's explanation, he just nodded slightly and said no more.
Because the game in the arena is about to begin.
Aranza had already put on his double-enchanted platinum armor, holding a two-handed giant sword, and stared at Elita opposite. She was still wearing the knight's attire from the banquet, but she had an extra blue and white knight's sword in her hand.
"Well, you come first." Aranza put on a defensive posture carelessly, as if he was underestimating the enemy, but he was not in a hurry to attack.
"Okay." Ilita agreed, holding the sword in both hands and raising it, dragging a long armor skirt on her lower body, she actually charged towards Aranza, stepping on the stone slab, making a clanging metal roar like a siege machine.
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"Sword skill, sword of victory!" The girl shouted softly, and actually launched the sword skill directly!
Sword skills are different from the magic skills of magicians. They are a type of skills exclusive to warriors. When cast, they will induce magical elements in the air.
Therefore, in a broad sense, sword skills are also a type of magic, but they do not require some innate qualities necessary for a magician, nor do they require spells and control. As long as the sword skills are cast according to the steps, the magic elements can be triggered to form an attack.
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Of course, doing this consumes the warrior's spirit extremely. In severe cases, as soon as he finishes using the sword skill, he will become dizzy and fall to the ground.
As for the learning of sword skills, there are no relevant books. It can only be taught through teachers and students. At least Aranza cannot learn sword skills now. In other words, under normal circumstances, only high-level warriors can use sword skills.
Those below high level generally cannot withstand the dizziness and backlash after using sword skills.
Elita is definitely an alternative among warriors. When they saw her using sword skills, many of the spectators stood up from their seats in surprise.
Wisps of blue light wrapped around the knight's sword in Elita's hand, forming a large tornado that rushed toward Aranza domineeringly.
"Hmph!" Aranza quickly got over her surprise and snorted coldly. The tornado's attack range was extremely large and impossible to dodge. Aranza gritted her teeth and thrust her giant sword into the ground, planning to withstand the attack.
The next moment, the knight's sword, carrying a tornado caused by sword skills, crashed straight into Aranza's two-handed giant sword. The magic elements rubbed against the metal, erupting into a harsh scream.
"Lampman, your precious granddaughter is not simple." Goethe smiled, showing appreciation in his words.
"Haha, old man, Elita is a real knight. Only those who truly uphold the spirit of chivalry can use sword skills across levels without suffering backlash." Lampman also laughed.
On the ring, Ilita's figure was completely hidden in the tornado. On the other side, Aranza was holding the giant sword in both hands. He didn't move at all, but the force from the opposite side pushed him to the edge of the ring step by step.
The giant sword stuck on the ground was pushed back, and stone chips flew away.