Imperial Crown.

Chapter 238: Fermented Public Opinion

Most viewers think that Akori is too arrogant.

But his lord, Marquis Anthony, didn't think so.

As a nobleman from the royal capital, he had a very sharp eye for selecting his personal guards.

Akori is not the kind of noble who grew up in a greenhouse, whose most brutal battle was just a bar fight, and whose biggest setback in life was just a broken heart.

As the illegitimate son of Duke Ferdinand, Acori was sent to the southern province of Mantelide, a territory adjacent to the Miracle Mountains, since he was a child.

Birds have a hard time flying through the Miracle Mountains, which separate the Keynes Empire from the Orc Empire, but there are always some orcs that escape and cause trouble, and the frequency of these orcs has increased in recent years.

Akori grew up in this kind of environment and has always been on the front line against the orcs. He once had an impressive record of leading 80 heavy armored infantrymen to wipe out a 120-man orc force.

Where there is conflict, there is communication.

The strange weapon in Akori's hand is a unique weapon called the "wave-blade broadsword" that is only used by Orc tribal warriors. It is extremely good at destroying shields and armor.

So, in Anthony's opinion, Akori is not arrogant, he is just confident.

Raven didn't understand these backgrounds yet, but he also saw that Akori was extraordinary.

The life energy in his body is not only rich, reaching the level of Grade Three Seven Stars, but also extremely lively. Its activity level has reached or even surpassed that of Eric, who had been strengthened by himself.

This shows that his talent in life energy is extremely amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a "genius".

"Genius." Raven's lips curled up a little smile: "It depends on your performance."

Whether one is a genius or not can only be tested in actual combat.

At this moment, the short axe wrapped in blood-colored fighting spirit spun and flew straight towards Akori's throat. The third-level life knight showed a trace of disdain in his eyes and raised the wave-blade giant sword with one hand.

With a clang, the sword blade accurately hooked onto the junction of the axe handle and the axe blade, catching it steadily, with the flying axe still spinning on it.

Then Akori shook his wrist, and the flying axe changed direction and flew towards its original owner!

Muga was shocked to see his flying axe being broken so easily.

But his many years of mercenary career and numerous life-and-death experiences had given him a wealth of combat experience. He remained calm and raised his shield.

Snapped--

The flying axe hit the shield and the surface immediately caved in. Under the huge force, Muga only felt his wrist numb.

What's even more numb is his heart!
He really didn't use any fighting spirit, he just swung the flying axe back, but it had such a terrifying force!

"Why, you can't do that?" Akori yawned, "Then hurry up, I have a sexy date tonight."

This sentence made Muga even more angry. He roared wildly and stomped his feet hard on the ground. The hardened land was lifted up by his boots, raising a large amount of dust that blew towards Akori with the wind!
In this way, you can hide your body and dazzle the other person's eyes, killing two birds with one stone.

This is a typical mercenary-style tactic.

As long as it works, I don’t care about face!
Akori raised his arms to shield his eyes.

"Look at the axe!"

Muga shouted loudly, but what rushed out from the smoke was not a flying axe, but a ball of scarlet blood light. It flew into the air and turned into a huge net that covered Akori's head!
Akori sighed in disappointment.

He had thought that the North, known for its bravery, would have decent warriors, but now it seemed that they were not as good as the southern border.

The pressure that Muga brought to him was not even as much as that of a second-level orc!
Even without using his fighting spirit, his strong body allowed him to leap several meters and easily avoid the oncoming blood net.

As the blood net fell to the ground, two blood-covered flying axes flew out from the smoke at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, towards Akori!

Just as the two flying axes were about to approach Akori, there was a flash of blood, and the blood net that had been lying on the ground suddenly lit up, resonating with the fighting spirit on the flying axes and hanging on them.

It was as if the entire blood net was flying again!
At this time, Muga broke through the smoke, his lips split open, revealing a hideous smile.

This is his most proud combo fighting skill. The blood net at the beginning was just a feint, just for this moment!
The two flying axes created a blood net at such a fast speed that few people at the same level could react in time. Even though Akori was at the third level, there was no way he could dodge it without using his fighting spirit!

What do you mean you are the chosen one from the royal capital? Keep on bragging!

Either you use your fighting spirit and hit yourself in the face, or you stand still and be defeated by me head-on!
But at this time, Akori smacked his lips in boredom, and then held the wave-blade giant sword with both hands.

The sword tip was originally perpendicular to the ground, but it turned 180 degrees in an instant as he turned his wrist, then it was raised high and chopped down suddenly!
A cold light flashed.

The sword tip cut into the net, just like a paper cutter cutting on a piece of brittle paper that was pulled straight, and the blood net broke in the middle where the sword blade passed, and the two flying axes broke due to the central traction, changing direction, and flew out one left and one right, each carrying half of the blood net and piercing into the ground!
It sounds slow, but the process is just a snap.

Ingra's voice was heard at this time: "Contestant Muga has fully demonstrated all the skills of a seasoned mercenary. He has a chance of winning even against a third-level monster!"

"But Baron Acore was even better. He actually broke this flawless combo with just his superior martial arts skills and knowledge!"

Muga stared blankly at everything in front of him.

The next moment, blood filled the pupils.

As a mercenary, he had already seen through life and death, victory and defeat, but he never thought that his proudest skills could be cracked so easily!
"Impossible..." Muga raised his sword and summoned up the bloody fighting spirit in his body again:
"The gap...can't be that big!"

Muga was employed by Viscount Laluen, and wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for himself so that he could truly serve as a knight under a certain noble.

But now, all of this has been destroyed by Akori.

"Akori!!" Muga roared with such force that the corner of his lips was torn. He held the deformed shield against his chest, then lowered his head and charged towards Akori with all his strength!

Faced with this violent charge, Akori's face finally became serious - at least, this man still had the courage to die!
Then I will sentence you to death.

He stood firmly with his feet one in front of the other, holding the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword resting on the ground, the sword tip pointed upwards, showing its smooth wavy blade, and then he suddenly raised it up!
The two sides passed each other, and Akori stood up, put the wave blade giant sword behind his back, and walked back step by step.

Just when he was about three meters ahead of Muga, the latter's lips stammered unwillingly a few times, but no sound came out.

Then, his body suddenly collapsed and he knelt on the ground, his armor cracked in the middle, his shield shattered all over the ground, and sticky blood gushed out.

"The victor is Baron Acorri!!!"

At this time, in the box, Raven stood up and said playfully: "It seems that Gul'dan has found a good opponent."

The one representing the Fox family this time was Raven's elder brother-in-law, Gul'dan.

But this was nothing to Raven. He just wanted to set up a stage. To him, the more lively the fight between the two sides, the better.

Time passes day by day.

As the competition progressed, the number of people coming to Eagle Territory increased instead of decreased, and the competition gradually became the most popular topic in the entire Nord Province.

This can be seen from the increasing amount of relevant information on the Tianying platform.

In the module dedicated to social interaction, 100 out of 95 pieces of content are related to the competition, discussing the schedule and the performance of each knight.

Among the new goods on the shelves, many are the same equipment that the Cavaliers wore last time.

There are even some people who specifically watch every game and broadcast it live in text form.

At the beginning, there were more than a dozen such people, but later, only Judra and Mrs. Doreen were left. Each of them has their own characteristics. Judra's description of the battle is accurate and clear, making people feel as if they are on the scene; Mrs. Doreen focuses more on emotional description, exaggerating the cruelty of the battle, and speculating on the mental journey of each player.

Both have different audiences, but both have a lot of followers.

Today, the Tianying platform has only more than 600 users, but as long as these two people publish content, it will attract hundreds of discussions.

Some people were commenting on the performance of the contestants from a distance, some were being infatuated with them, and some started arguing while chatting, accusing each other of not knowing what a fight was. Once a quarrel started, sometimes there could be dozens or even hundreds of comments.

Some well-known players even have a group of followers, such as Witt and Jia Peng.

They all have their own discussion forums where someone updates their news every day, and some even write novels with them as the protagonists!
What puzzled Raven the most was that someone had written a separate chapter for Visdon, saying that he was disabled but had a strong will and was able to change his fate. He was simply an inspirational role model and a dream lover.

Raven was certain that this was definitely not written by Denise.

Who has such a weird taste?

Of course, the most famous one is Akori. His handsome appearance, outstanding performance, and the fact that he is still single make him very popular among aristocratic women.

They even have their own group name, "Aike".

The turmoil caused by the competition is not only intensifying on the Tianying platform, but also has strong vitality among the people in the market.

Although the papermaking technology of that era was still very crude and could not be used to make newspapers, human wisdom is infinite.

The first ones were the merchants from Mon'en City.

They were keenly aware of the huge business opportunities hidden in this competition and began to copy the content of the competition on the Sky Eagle Platform on parchment. They then invited bards to adapt and sing it in their respective entertainment venues.

The effect was very good and better than anyone expected.

After all, the poems circulating in the world are all about legendary heroic deeds, but the protagonists of these new stories are people that everyone is more familiar with.

As the scale expanded, in order to increase efficiency and save costs, parchment was soon turned into thin wooden boards.

The people of Mon'en City not only began to pay attention to the competition thousands of miles away, but also placed bets on who would win and who would lose.

This trend quickly spread from the City of Grace.

On the 13th day after the competition began, similar activities began to occur even in Xuefeng Territory.

Many people who were unable to attend the game in person learned about the latest situation through wooden notices.

The content even degenerated to the point where the games played by street kids were reduced to imitations of knight duels.

As the instigator, Raven did give a little push behind the scenes at the beginning, but the fact that things escalated to such an extent was far beyond his expectations.

Looking at the new content constantly popping up on the Sky Eagle platform and the wooden board samples sent by Fili, Kuman and others on his desk, Raven was filled with emotion.

"dominate."

Raven spat out two words.

Raven, holding onto the Sky Eagle Platform, felt as if he had grasped a ray of luck.

From nothing to something, guiding the emotions and thoughts of everyone in the entire Nord province.

I don’t know how many people’s fates have been quietly changed because of him, but they themselves are unaware of it.

Just then, there was a knock on the door: "My Lord Baron, there is an important matter that requires your personal decision!"

"Enter."

Old Gordon pushed the door open and Raven laughed and teased, "This is the second time I've heard you say something like this recently. Is there another person who wants to make up the enrollment?"

"If it's this, just give it to Ingra and let him add it in."

Old Gordon seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Raven was curious: "Did I get it right?"

"That's partly true." Old Gordon laughed bitterly, "My Lord Baron, there are indeed people who want to sign up again this time."

"But... there are 227 people who signed the petition!"

Raven nodded, then froze and blinked. "How many did you say? 227 people? "

"Yes." Old Gordon said, "Besides, these are the statistics from three hours ago. I'm afraid there are more than these now."

Raven was still a little confused.

There were 549 people who registered before, and this time it’s half more!
Old Gordon pushed his monocle and explained, "In the final analysis, it all comes down to your Sky Eagle platform. With public opinion fermenting, being able to appear at the competition is something to be proud of. If you can win, it will be a great honor."

"It is said that in the territories of certain families, the victorious family will publicize the battle report of the day..."

Listening to old Gordon's story, Raven tapped the table slowly with his fingers, a look of realization in his eyes.

As aristocrats, life is all about social relationships. Now that the competition is so grand, if you don’t come to watch the game in person, wouldn’t you be isolating yourself from the aristocratic circle?

Moreover, those who participate in the competition have the opportunity to gain both fame and fortune. If they do not participate, they will naturally be inferior to others and may even be ridiculed as "cowardly."

After all, even Visdon, a mortal who was missing his right arm, dared to go on the field!
Therefore, it is not surprising that the noble sons, knights and knights' sons who had stayed at home rushed here one after another.

"How many people are expected?" Raven asked.

"It's hard to estimate..." said Old Gordon, "However, according to the current trend, the total number of people who need to be admitted later will probably not be less than the number of people who registered for the first time."

"What are you going to do?"

The competition has grown to such a level that it is no longer just Raven's family's business.

It would be a bad idea to not allow these people to sign up and dampen their enthusiasm; but if we really allow them to sign up, it would have a huge impact on the subsequent schedule and would likely cause dissatisfaction among current participants.

Raven hesitated for a moment, then smiled calmly:
"I won't do this."

……

　I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the QQ reading master [Hongchen Piaoboke] for the reward of 100 Qidian coins.

　　I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the QQ reading master [洋洋得意@] for the reward of 100 Qidian coins.

　　Many thanks to the Qidian boss [book friend 20200923004835104] for the reward of 2 Qidian coins.

　　I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the Qidian boss [Biluo Qingzan] for the reward of 300 Qidian coins.

　　I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the Qidian boss [阳洋得意@] for the reward of 1666 Qidian coins.

　　thanksgiving
　　……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)