Imperial Crown.

Chapter 248 For the sake of...

For the 11800 reward of the starting point dad [Bi Luo Qing Zan]; plus [two]

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What is the difference between bravery and recklessness, confidence and arrogance?

There may be many answers, but if you ask Marquis Anthony, he would say that only by experiencing life and death and facing life and death directly can one understand the difference.

Although Marquis Anthony acknowledged Gul'dan's talent and ability, he never thought that Gul'dan was a match for A'core.

Because Gul'dan never knew what it was like to be between life and death.

Such a noble who lives in a honeypot, no matter how good his fighting skills are or how strong his fighting spirit is, is just a beautiful doll filled with cotton wool and will be shattered by a sharp blade.

But this game that ended with Omaha's death completely changed Marquis Anthony's impression.

No matter what kind of person Gul'dan was before, after experiencing this battle, his mentality has become the same as Akori's.

Akorui, can you really still win?

Suppressing his uneasiness, Anthony congratulated, "...Count Montreal, you have raised a good son."

"My son has never been bad." Montreal puffed out his chest. This was the first time he saw a real shining point in Gul'dan, but the joy did not completely go to his head: "However, the one who deserves more respect is Baron Omaha."

“He’s a true aristocrat.”

"Courage is the most precious quality that our species has possessed since its establishment." Archbishop Thomas said with emotion, "I will personally preside over his funeral and adopt one of his sons into the Holy Knights."

After thousands of years of development, the Church of Light may have become corrupt, but it is still the organization with the most transparent upward channel among the human race. To become a Holy Knight, as long as you have enough talent and perseverance, the Holy See will provide the corresponding promotion materials.

This is also an important reason why the Church of Light can radiate its influence to all five major human forces with just the Papal State.

And now, what Thomas is doing is to deepen the influence of the Church of Light in the Nordic province.

Earl Tyrone said nothing, but just sighed softly.

Raven didn't say anything either, but as the organizer of the competition, he expressed his stance through practical actions.

On the day the game ended, a mourning hall was built outside the arena to temporarily place Baron Omaha's body. Raven even used ice magic himself to prevent the body from rotting.

Omaha was not the first noble to die on the battlefield so far in the athletic competition, but he was the only one to receive such attention.

Because of his status as a baron, because of his courage to fight to the death and for glory, and most importantly, because he had a good opponent, at the end of his life, he left behind an extremely exciting duel!

Public opinion about the competition reached a new climax. Everyone was discussing this battle and every detail of the battle.

There were even some people who, through an extremely primitive method - asking everyone who was sitting close to them at the time - sorted out the final conversation between Gul'dan and Omaha, and posted it to the Sky Eagle Platform along with Baron Omaha's life story. From the Sky Eagle Platform, it spread to the entire Nord Province.

Gul'dan, one of the protagonists, gained great popularity not only in the areas traditionally controlled by the Fox family, but even the nobles who had always disliked the Fox family praised him.

Gul'dan was so happy that he came directly to the door and drank with Raven and Nancy for half a day to celebrate.

Another protagonist of the story, Baron Omaha, received courtesy that he had never imagined in his lifetime. Many people came to him spontaneously to give him flowers every day.

Mantheni, who came back with Denise, did not understand the reactions of these nobles.

In her opinion, these people were just complaining without any reason and had nothing better to do - it was just an old man who died, so what was the big deal?
Several corpses are fished out of the Mon River every day, including men, women, young and old. If their stories were told, they would be much more pitiful than those of the nobles.

But Mantheni also knew that it was too much to ask the nobles to bow their heads and see how the lower class people lived. Only nobles like Raven, who were born into poverty, could understand how difficult life was.

This is also what Mansini feels most recently.

Raven really knew what people needed, and he brought changes to the territory that other nobles could not bring.

Mantheni had heard about the prosperity of Eagle Town a long time ago. After arriving, she found that the prosperity here was no less than that of the upper town of Mon'en City.

But her real focus is not here. Building a small Eagle Town is nothing. The real level of governance depends on the entire territory.

So in the nearly three months since she came back, Mantheni has traveled almost all of Raven's territory, and has become more and more impressed with Raven's governance capabilities.

In terms of area, Raven's territory has far exceeded the size of Mon'en City; in terms of population, it is also half of Mon'en City.

The lives of the people here are better than those in the lower city of Mon'en City.

It’s not that people are actually richer, it’s just that everyone’s life is more stable.

The reason why gangs are rampant in Mon'en City is because there are too many young people who can't find proper jobs. If they want to have enough food to eat and support their families, they can only take shady jobs and get involved in the underworld.

And in Raven's territory, as long as you are not too weak to get up, there is always something to do.

Fishing, farming, textiles, animal husbandry, even if you don't like doing these, there are still many jobs to choose from.

The two factories next to Xuefeng Town have so far employed more than 800 people, and the number is still increasing every year. The industries surrounding the factories, such as transportation, turnover, and warehousing, also require a lot of labor.

The construction of the new castle is still going on, which is the part that consumes the most manpower, and once the castle is completed, these people will not lose their jobs.

There are still large tracts of land in Xuefeng Territory that need to be reclaimed.

The entire territory is in a thriving state.

She began to think again about Raven's proposal and whether she should stay in Eagle Territory.

But the problem is, in Mon'en City she can lead the security forces as "Manson", a man, but what can she do in Eagle Territory?

Just then, a burst of whistles and cheers woke Mantheni up and drew her attention back.

Today is the 6th day of the 4th round of the competition. The first match will be between the Light Knight Savanna and the Knight Wami of the Pintson family.

Mantheni was not very interested in the performances of the noble gentlemen, but she never missed any of Savanna's games.

Because Savanna is one of the few female contestants who has persisted until now, and she is different from other female contestants.

It is obvious at a glance that other female contestants are there to "perform", to show their unique qualities that are different from ordinary women, and their essence is to attract men's attention.

Mercenaries hope to marry into a wealthy family and become nobles; nobles hope to be favored by great nobles.

Only Savanna has never acted in a coquettish manner, nor has she deliberately shown her feminine weakness. She has been fighting hard for victory in every game since she came here.

In the arena, Savannah and her opponent clashed weapons.

Just like she had done a few years ago on the Bloody Heights, Savanna was still wearing the standard armor of the Holy See.

The characteristic of this kind of armor is that there is an ∞-shaped emblem on the chest representing the Lord of Light. The style is not affected by the current popular trend of aristocratic armor. The only difference between men and women is the size of the model.

If you ask what is the popular trend of "noble armor nowadays", just look at her opponent Wami.

Regardless of whether it is practical or not, the helmet must have a red tassel; the chest must be raised high, and the contours of the pectoral and abdominal muscles must be sculpted; there must also be an exaggerated and obvious bulge on the upper part of the leg armor and the lower part of the chest armor to highlight the "masculine power".

"Knight Savanna, haha, I didn't expect to meet you in this round." Wami touched swords with Savanna in a very gentlemanly manner, but when Savanna was about to put away her sword, he put his sword against her in an ambiguous way: "If you promise to come to my room tonight, I can lose to you."

Because Savanna is so serious, so serious that few people have seen her face, this has greatly aroused the curiosity of the spectators.

So much so that now in the arena, "whether you can knock off Savanna's helmet" has become an extremely eye-catching gambling project.

Facing Wami's frivolous words, Sawanna decisively drew her sword and retreated: "Mr. Wami, please respect yourself."

"Tsk, you're so hypocritical." Wami said disdainfully, "Then don't blame me for being merciless, Ms. Savannah!"

Madam is always a title for married women, and by saying this, Vami was hinting that Savannah was no longer a virgin. But Savannah did not refute it.

Words mean nothing, actions mean nothing!

The duel officially began.

The moment Ingra opened her mouth, golden bright fighting spirit gushed out from Savanna's body, wrapped in standard armor, like a sun blooming on the ground.

She held the sword with both hands, the hilt against her shoulder, and the blade pointing straight to the sky. This "low-top sword stance" was the standard starting point for the Knight of Light's powerful swordsmanship!
Although he talked nonsense, Wami did not let his guard down. The khaki-colored fighting spirit around him condensed into a solid armor. The long sword in his hand seemed to be pointing at the ground casually, but he was actually using the "deceptive sword stance".

This is a common opening move used by experts to tease their enemies, and is known for its flexibility and versatility.

The tip of the sword kept moving, obviously provoking Savanna.

But Savanna was not angered by this move. Instead, she walked forward calmly until the two of them were getting closer and closer. Suddenly, a layer of dazzling light appeared on the blade, and she slashed down vertically!

Wami had studied Savanna's match thoroughly, so at that moment he immediately closed his eyes, and then his fighting spirit surged into his long sword, which he used to block!
Shine——

The two swords crossed, and fighting spirit exploded with sparks. Wami's strength was originally greater than that of Savannah. The strong earth fighting spirit knocked Savannah's weapon off track. He then extended the long sword in his hand, but did not pursue the nearest neck, but instead reached for Savannah's lower abdomen!
"Sawanna used the first-level combat skill 'Flash Strike', but was seen through by Wami. It's dangerous! However, Knight Wami seemed to be affected by the Flash Strike as well, and the sword missed the target!"

The fighting spirit wrapped in the sword's tip pressed against the armor. The earth's fighting spirit was not sharp, but the heavy force penetrated the armor and acted on Savanna, knocking her back several steps.

The long sword in Wami's hand returned to the deception position again, and he smugly threw out a double entendre: "Well, Master, my kung fu is pretty good, right? It's not too late to admit defeat now!"

With sweat on her forehead, Savannah suppressed the pain and numbness in her lower abdomen and swung her sword closer again. This time, a bright light burst out from the blade again.

Wami sneered in his heart and closed his eyes, but this time there was no expected strong light. He was startled and opened his eyes quickly, only to see that Savanna's sword momentum changed from a downward chop to a horizontal slash. At the same time, a sword blade formed by bright fighting spirit appeared on the other side.

It was as if two sharp swords were coming at him at the same time!

Taking a deep breath, Wami let out a low roar, and under the influence of his fighting spirit, the earth suddenly began to flow like liquid, climbing onto his body and condensing into a thick hard shell.

"Sawanna successfully deceived her opponent and used the second-level combat skill, Double Saint Slash! But Knight Wami possessed the earth fighting spirit that ranked first in defense, and immediately used the 'Deep Rock Armor', which succeeded - oh no, in such a hurry, it didn't completely block it!"

The sword formed by the illusory golden light exploded into a sky full of radiance after touching Wami's armor. However, the long sword in Savanna's hand successfully broke through Wami's deep rock armor and cut a dent in the heavy armor he was wearing!
when--

The armor began to vibrate, and Wami's chest felt constricted and severe pain came.

"You dare to hurt me!?" Wami's eyes were wide open and he swung his sword fiercely. Savanna quickly drew her sword to block, but was deflected by the blow.

"You stinky bitch among men! Do you really think you are worth so much!?"

The heaviness of the earth's fighting spirit was fully utilized by Wami at this moment. He held the sword with both hands and swung it continuously. Wrapped in fighting spirit, the sword was as heavy as a sledgehammer. Every slash made Savanna exhausted, and she could only keep parrying and retreating.

The brutality in Wami's heart burst out at this moment!
His grandfather was Viscount Morgan, who died on the battlefield two years ago. Although the Pintson family was not punished due to Morgan's "hero" status, the family's reputation was ruined in Hippok County. No nobles communicated with them anymore, and no one even attended Viscount Morgan's funeral.

At this athletic meet, Hippoc County even excluded him from group training.

In his opinion, all this was caused by the Church of Light's failure to help and its premature evacuation.

Wami's swordsmanship was excellent. He had many opportunities to win with one strike, but he controlled his strength well and chose to land the sword in a part that was not fatal but humiliating enough.

Chest, lower abdomen, calves, and armpits.

In the beginning, Ingra could still somewhat humbly accept it, but as time went on, he could no longer speak.

There were shouts and curses everywhere in the spectator stands, with occasional whistles and cheers coming from the back row. Many noble men had solemn expressions on their faces, but they all stared at Savanna's figure, wishing they could replace Wami.

Every time he heard Savannah's painful groan, Wami felt more comfortable and the smile on his lips became harder to suppress.

"Cry!"

"Call!"

“Please beg for mercy!!”

"Bright Knight, haha, bright bitch!!!"

As the last words fell, Wami's long sword slammed across Savanna's face, her helmet rolled to the ground, and her sweaty chestnut hair splashed down. There was no fear on her face, only tenacity, anger and indomitable spirit.

"Tsk, I underestimated you." Wami laughed obscenely, "No wonder Archbishop Thomas takes you with him wherever he goes. It seems that you are only responsible for being played with by Thomas."

Savanna frowned, shouted, and swung her sword forward, but was easily blocked by Wami. Then Wami turned his hands over and the sword blade pressed against Savanna's face.

Wami narrowed his eyes: "Tsk, now, I'll give you two choices."

"Or, give in and stay with me at night."

"Or I will leave an indelible mark on your face!"

In Wami's opinion, the conditions he offered were already lenient enough, and Savanna had no extra choice.

But Savanna still moved. She ignored Jianfeng and took a step forward, and even bumped into Jianfeng.

"What are you going to do!?" Wami was horrified. After all, he was just a playboy who had never seen blood in his life and had never taken a life on his hands.

So at this moment, he hesitated, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but deflect.

The sword blade brushed across Savanna's face, leaving a deep wound. Blood splattered and covered half of her cheek, but there was no trace of pain on her face. All that was left was a strong fighting spirit!
He took a step forward, turned the sword upside down, and slammed the hilt of the sword wrapped in fighting spirit into Wami's chest, knocking him back several steps. Then he followed forward and swung the sword fiercely!

The originally one-sided offensive was completely reversed, and Wami fell into a disadvantage and found it difficult to turn the situation around. Now he was the one who was caught in a dilemma. The strong light that occasionally burst out from Savanna's shoulder made him dazzled.

But he did not give up. He was a second-level ten-star knight, while Savanna only had eight stars. If they fought with each other, he was sure that he could wear Savanna down!

Savanna also knew this. After one of her slashes was blocked, she suddenly raised her thigh and kicked the metal protrusion under Wami's body that showed his "masculine power" with her steel-wrapped combat boots!

Wami felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect that the Knight of Light, who was the most committed to the glorious faith, would also use such a shady trick. Although he was not that majestic, he would inevitably be injured if he was kicked flat.

So he immediately turned the sword and blocked it downwards.

But this was just a feint.

Savanna's feet landed steadily on the ground, the light on her body suddenly went out, but her sword became brighter than ever before!
The last bit of fighting spirit and the last Double Saint Slash were used, and the two sword blades fell almost overlapping.

The sword blade made of bright fighting spirit broke through the deep rock armor that protected Wami, and then the sharp blade fell down. Fire flashed as the metal rubbed against each other, and the blade pierced into the breastplate and came out again with blood!

clang.

Wami's sword fell to the ground, and then he knelt down: "No... Impossible..."

"How... could you possibly... defeat me!?"

This scene made Savannah feel as if she had returned to 13 years ago.

At that time, she was only 12 years old, had just come out of the Vatican's orphanage, and was selected as a candidate for clergy.

When she defeated the wretched martial arts instructor who always sneaked into the girls' dormitory, she heard the same question as Wami.

Savanna still remembers her companions at that time, and the girls who lost their qualifications because they were tortured by that damn scum.

13 years have passed, and her philosophy has never changed, giving the same response as she did back then:

"I stand here for those who cannot stand here!"

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(End of this chapter)