There are many ruthless bosses living in my territory

Everything went just as they planned.

Hundreds of elite soldiers from the Duke of Eler's noble guards were already waiting outside the city to greet them.

Among them, Chaplin, the second son of a certain earl who represented the noble guards, came forward to express his greetings to Grand Duke Dick, and opened the city gate to allow Duke Dick's relatives to enter the outer city.

The noble guards who had accompanied Duke Dick here stayed.

The two sides came silently to a large open space, and both sides lined up in groups of 100 people, with Chris Rom standing at the front of the team.

When the troops on both sides were on high alert, unexpectedly, the commander of the noble guard regiment on Duke Dick's side started chatting.

"Chaplin, I heard that your freak master is back?"

Chaplin frowned and looked displeased.

Although he also disliked the former Grand Duke's heir who had abandoned all the nobles, it was extremely impolite to describe the current Grand Duke's younger brother with such blatant insulting words.

"Buck! Watch your words!"

"You agreed to come out to compete in military formations, why are you talking about something irrelevant?"

Buck glanced at the hourglass hidden in his palm, raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically.

"How is it irrelevant?"

"The Rites of Call say that our first loyalty is to the Congress that maintains order in the United States, and secondly to the master to whom we swear allegiance."

"I guess you've sworn allegiance to that freak since you were little."

"Who are you fighting for this time?"

"Of course, we are fighting for Lord Duke Melv!"

Chaplin answered without hesitation.

"We pledged our allegiance to her a year ago!"

"So you're sworn to serve two masters?"

Buck seemed to have found a sore spot and rubbed salt into the wounds of Chaplin and others.

Loyalty is a quality that is highly valued in the United States, and one would be despised if he served another master before the previous master passed away.

Buck's words were an insult to Chaplin and his gang, calling them traitors who were serving their second master.

"Buck!" Chaplin's face twisted with anger: "It's not our fault!"

"It was that freak who abandoned us first!"

"If you want to humiliate us again, don't blame us for using too much force in the next military battle!"

Now everyone's weapons are wrapped in thick cowhide and protected by armor, so at most there will be bruises, but if they go crazy, they can easily suffer broken bones.

Buck just sneered back and raised his right hand.

"Sad! Sad! A bunch of sad guys who served the freak master!" xN

The noble guards on Grand Duke Dick's side actually began to sing in a clumsy tune to mock the other side.

Chaplin and the guards behind him were so angry that their faces turned red, but they couldn't find any words to refute.

For a moment, no one stood up amid the mocking voices.

The morale of the noble guards on Grand Duke Eler's side dropped significantly.

That's the way it should be.

Buck tried hard to hide the sinister curve at the corner of his mouth.

He would destroy the morale, and then start the military battle at the right time. When he saw the signal for the start of the Principality War, he would immediately catch the enemy off guard!

It’s time to settle the feud between the Eiler family and the Dick family!

Victory and glory belong to Grand Duke Dick!

"Ding!!!!"

Suddenly, a ferocious sound of metal interrupted the rhythm of the scene.

Chris inserted his two-handed sword into the soil, and the blade was shaking at a small speed, making a sharp sound.

When Chris pulled the sword out, the tip of the sword was still shaking.

He left the group and walked towards Buck.

"Hey! Chris! What are you doing?!"

Chaplin grabbed the other man's shoulders and tried to pull him back.

"Captain."

Chris turned and looked at Chaplin, a bright fire hidden in his gray eyes.

"The master humiliates the minister and the minister dies."

Chaplin was stunned for a moment, then quickly said.

"You don't even have to fight for him!"

Chris didn't answer, but just shook off the hand on his shoulder and walked in front of Buck.

He raised the two-handed sword with one hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent.

"Buck, I challenge you to a fight to the death."

Chapter 28: The Bloody Battle of Dignity

A life-and-death duel?!

Buck shook his head and laughed. He looked at the other person's face, as if he wanted to see clearly what kind of innocent face was under the helmet.

"You are just the son of a baron, right? I have the power to refuse your challenge to a duel."

"Then you're a coward! A coward who can't even accept a duel in front of everyone!"

Behind Chris, Chaplin took a step forward.

"Buck, everyone in the White Moon Territory will tell of your cowardly behavior from now on."

Buck glanced at Chaplin and smiled.

"I'm giving you a chance to live."

"Since you don't cherish it so much, I will agree to it."

He was just thinking about how to delay time until the Duke arrived at the gate of the inner city and then prepare for a sneak attack.

Since someone brought the excuse to his door, he accepted it with gratitude.

Of course, returning the favor is your destiny!

Buck tore off the leather from his halberd.

"I'll finish you off in one minute!"

Chris also tore off the cowhide from the blade and looked at the other party coldly.

The noble guards of both sides formed two semicircles, leaving a space of sufficient size for a duel in the middle.

Life-and-death duels between nobles shall not be prevented except under special circumstances, and killing in such circumstances will not be a crime.

The two men first stood face to face, about two meters apart, and then both took three steps back.

This was the beginning stage of the duel ceremony, and then Chaplin on the side held a gold coin between his fingers.

The gold coin was thrown and spun in the air.

Meanwhile, Chris and Buck's skin turned a little red.

Both of them are knights who cultivate blood energy.

Cultivating blood and qi is to cultivate vitality. The stronger the blood and qi, the stronger the body will be. The perception of the five senses, body sensitivity, strength and speed, etc. will be enhanced in all aspects.

In contrast, in order to supplement nutrition, people who practice blood and qi will have a greatly increased appetite, and they all become big gluttons.

In the past, humans relied on knights who cultivated their blood energy to fight against beastmen and win the battle.

At this time, the gold coins began to fall, and Chris and Buck both gripped their weapons tightly.

The spinning coin gradually speeds up, and then——

"clang!!!"

Two white traces caused by the reflection of sunlight by the sharp blade intersected in the air.

The hissing sound caused by the collision of metal tortured everyone's ears.

"Not bad. The speed and strength of your attack are both above average."

"You have a strength of about level two, right?"

Facing Buck's teasing, Chris calmed his mind, concentrated his blood and energy into his arms, and eliminated the numbness caused by the impact of the sword just now.

The second sword light leaped and formed a "Z" shape in the air.

The sword flashed as he took a step forward and shot towards Buck's throat.

"clang!"

The long metal pole blocked the attack, and Buck used the fulcrum created by the attack to push left and pull right, lifting the halberd blade upward.

Ding!

Chris stepped back quickly, and when he steadied himself, his helmet fell from the sky and landed at his feet.

"Nice fast sword, but it's useless to me."

Buck played with the halberd in his hand with a relaxed expression.

"You don't stand a chance anymore. Next time I'll pierce your gray hairy head."

The difference in strength was already apparent in the first confrontation.

Chaplin next to him sighed inwardly.

Cultivating blood and qi consumes a lot of food, so nobles with abundant resources can naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when cultivating blood and qi.

The earl's son naturally has more resources than the baron's son. From the very beginning, Chris's qualities were inferior to Buck's in all aspects.

He knew that Buck was a third-level blood knight like him.

If Chris wasn't known as a tough guy here, he really wanted to grab the other person by force.

Master Freak, you have delayed too many people...

Sparks flew from the friction of metal in the duel arena, splashing onto Chris and Buck's faces.

One of them was breathing heavily, his gray curly hair wet with blood, while the other was waving the halberd in his hand with ease.

"What? You have no strength now?"

"You just said you were going to kill me, but your behavior now only proves your incompetence."

"It also proves how incompetent your master...that freak is."

The halberd swung out and took away a piece of flesh from Chris's shoulder.

Much of his armor had been chipped away.

At this time, he was covered in blood, and the blood flowed down his arms into the gaps between his fingers, staining the hilt and blade of the sword red.

"It seems like it will take less than a minute!"

The halberd fell and hit the spine of Chris's two-handed sword. The powerful pressure forced him to bend his knees.

Good weight……

Is he going to die?

No, he can’t fall down until he has protected the dignity of the adults!

The next moment, the halberd hit Chris' chest like a whip, and the last part of the armor shattered, and its fragments cut Chris's skin.

"puff!"

still have a chance!