Chris's Faith of Fire

The hands hugged tightly again, and the girl's slender fingers pinched her brother's back.

"That's not the case, Xi'er..."

That's not the case?Have you ever thought about it carefully? Do you really understand the truth of all this?Do you think I haven’t learned anything or done anything during this time?

Sylvie's thoughts were flying. She didn't understand why she was so excited. If she couldn't persuade her brother to give up now, it would be too late. She desperately wanted to do something, but she found that she couldn't actually do anything.

"No, you don't understand anything!"

"Ciel?"

Finally, the sister let go of his body, turned sideways and fell asleep.

The sky in Parthia is always blue, and it rarely rains, so dark clouds are rarely seen.

Sylvie disappeared early this morning. Was she too angry last night?

Noelle didn't understand what Sylvie meant when she said she didn't understand anything.

Zelodia's maid came to greet him, bathed him and put on new clothes. Noelle felt a little ashamed but he did not refuse. The maid gently asked Noelle about his physical condition and even asked him if he needed to use her own clothes. The body relieves stress.Noelle quickly shook his head and turned the topic to the upcoming battle. Today he wanted to focus all his attention on this decisive battle, to determine the outcome with Scala, and to bring victory to Zelodia.

He put on a light jacket and leather armor.

Zelodia handed him a long sword. The sword looked gorgeous and light. Just holding it in his hand seemed to make his body lighter. Noelle had never used a sword that was so smooth.

"This is……"

"I specially prepared it for you today, how do you feel about it?"

"It's really, really hard to describe...I feel completely transformed."

"Huhu~ That would be the best."

Today, dozens of clans gathered together. The arena was no longer the usual place where a few people gathered together to fight and tell stories. Instead, wooden auditoriums were carefully built, one layer higher than the other, layer upon layer, as if Able to accommodate all audiences.The arena in the middle is also big enough that no matter how much they fight, nothing will happen.

Although today was the day to decide on the choice of Beast King, Zelothia was not in a hurry and did not plan to go to the scene. Even Noelle was a little anxious, but Zelothia gently held the boy's hand.

"Drink some more tea. We just want to challenge the strongest one."

The strongest one, the first person Noelle thought of was Scala.

He is a noble warrior with a stronger sense of honor than anyone else, and he is also a hard worker. Whether he can defeat him today is still unknown.

"Is there any King's Chosen one who will take part?" Gray Blade and Zelodia seemed to be acting warriors.

"Of course you can if you have absolute confidence in your own strength, but I am not good at hand-to-hand combat." As she spoke, Zelodia looked a little aggrieved, and even her shoulders shrunk.

"Did it cause you any trouble..."

"Ah, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to blame you. I'm happy to fight for Zelodia."

"Haha, thank you~ Noelle, chirp."

The princess left a gentle kiss on the boy's face.

"..."

She smiled slightly at the blushing look on the shy boy's cheeks.

"It's almost time, let's go to the duel field together."

153. Beast King Selection——3

He didn't see the battle just now. There was a VIP seat reserved for Princess Zelodia in the wooden auditorium set up, but she arrived belatedly, as if she didn't want Noelle to see her opponent's bravery.

Noelle followed Zelodia. What was incredible was that even though his whole body was full of strength, he felt timid.The auditorium in front blocked the arena. Noelle walked into the entrance. Surrounded by the audience, the dark-skinned samurai stood at the center of the arena.

Skala waited for him.

As expected, he stood in the arena as if he had just finished fighting.

"Does he not need to rest?"

Scala had taken off his shirt, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his machete was still stained with blood. He breathed violently, as if he wanted to suck the last trace of oxygen in the air into his lungs.

"One rush of strength will lead to another failure," Zelodia said in the young man's ear.

Now he is in good condition, but Skala is sweating profusely. The orcs may be getting braver as they fight, and he may be the most powerful one among them, but Noelle feels that this is not enough to win.

He walked forward step by step, his legs full of strength.

The long sword in his hand shone with metallic luster, as if he had declared his victory.

At this time, the orc warrior also saw his destined opponent.

Noelle's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light, as if the God of War had descended to earth.

He knew he couldn't win.

Today, the stadium was full of spectators. Everyone cheered and watched him from the Gray Blade clan knock down one opponent after another.

Many of them were former friends who had fought together, hunted together, talked about their stories together, and drank fine wine together.

But now most of them have become a blood stain on the knife.

Skala has no regrets, he knows that he was born for fighting and for the Gray Blade.

Even if the opponent is an invincible opponent, you must try your best.

Skala recalled that when he was young, he used to be the shame of the clan because his useless parents died on the fingers and claws of several ghost wolves. From the perspective of Gray Blade's wolf ears, dying on the teeth of the ghost wolves was undoubtedly a shame. This shame is compounded.

Even though the two parents sacrificed their lives to protect themselves, their shame must be inherited by their own.

Skala would rather be splattered with blood than become the object of ridicule for cowardice.

No matter what, I have to prove myself. My bloodline is definitely not the same as those two rats. I am a born warrior.

Skala stood on the grassland soil, and his scimitar was the same, deeply inserted into the soil.

Like the guardian angel of the land, he awaits the coming challenger.

Noelle moved forward, and Zelodia pushed him. Noelle would not run away if she didn't do this, because she had already made an appointment, and even if she wanted to run away, she would have to wait until after defeating Scala.

There are too many things that cannot be let go, and there are too many things that cannot be decided casually.

Now he steps into the arena step by step, waiting for the opponent to fight with him with a sword.

"You're here, Noelle."

"Well, here I am."

He responded softly to the soldier in front of him, and his confused heart was completely relieved the moment he saw him.

"I am stronger now than before, child of the stars."

"You also speak Common better."

?Hahaha, I always feel that what you say makes me feel happier than my own strength increasing. "

The two of them didn't look like rivals at the moment, but started talking like close friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

The audience watched the two people bustling outside the field. They could not understand the common language and did not want to hear their nonsense.

"at—ah! (Do it!)"

"mol piligata yuttakaembarum (less chirping.)"

"da eyata erehiva sata (still fight or not!)"

Skala didn't care about the shouts of his compatriots. A real warrior didn't need to rely on bluff to highlight his strength. A real warrior was already standing here at this moment.

But the look from the side told him that he could no longer chat.

That look came from his master, Gorgara.

"I wanted to say something, but it seems that it won't work anymore, Noelle... Today I have followed your advice and picked up my scimitar again after learning the straight sword. As expected, this one is better. .”

"It's great to be able to fight with you like this."

"You have to do your best, Noelle...you are the one who is qualified to hold the hilt of my sword."

Skala took up his stance. His movements were indeed completely different from the first. There was no flaw. No matter which direction he attacked, it would be a dead end. The orcs had an advantage in strength and physical strength, as long as they trained to the best level. Human warriors are no match at all.

Almost everyone present thought so, and even Noelle expressed admiration for his fighting spirit that was about to burst out.

"I won't show mercy!"

He might even kill the orc young man in front of him.

Noelle drew out the sword given by Zelodia and blessed his sword of victory.

"arambha karanna! (Start!)"

At the command, Scala began to move in front of him, without any hesitation... he simply rushed forward, keeping an eye on all directions and listening in all directions, so that he would not be in a blind spot at all.

He was too fast, but Noelle stood completely on the spot. At that moment, everyone probably thought that the boy couldn't react.

It was cut into pieces of meat.

However, the young man in front of him seemed to be still.

Noel looked at his ferocious face and the blade he swung at, almost completely aimed at his neck. However, Noel also noticed that Scala did not exert all his strength. He did not seem to use all his strength to step on the ground. It seems like he still has the composure to continue fighting.

It turns out that Skala has indeed grown stronger than she imagined.

Understand the fighting methods that are not limited to the orcs, and learn to strategize during the battle.

If he failed in the first blow, he could immediately use the twisting force of turning around to slash Noelle's neck from the opposite direction.

This guy was fighting with the intent of killing himself, and he was really using all his strength.

So I must and cannot show mercy...

The childlike look in his blue pupils gradually faded.

The boy's eyes became sharp.

The long sword in his hand also glowed brilliantly.

Noelle was undoubtedly the strongest at this moment, and he was convinced of this.

Scala was no match, he was like an ant in front of the giant.

But the ant bravely raised its forelimbs to fight him.

It was too long to stay in an almost static space and time.

"Scala, I'm going to fuck you!"

Noelle took a stance and swung his sword forward.

At that moment, light penetrated the body of the orc youth.

A moment later, he fell to the ground as if he had completely lost all momentum...

The outcome was decided in an instant.

154. Beast King Selection——4

The smell of incense filled the entire room, and there was no one else in the oval three-story tent except for them.

"That's enough for today, Commander."

"Really? I thought you would have more needs after becoming the Beast King."

Taylor wisely let go of his palm and slept on his side, the silk caressing his body and the green hair entwining around the knight's arm.Although the girl rejected the knight's second request, she still hugged his strong arms and leaned on him tightly. Zelodia was very good at this kind of thing, showing softness and tenderness in a man's arms. She herself Her stunning beauty and usual seriousness make this cuteness reach the extreme...

"The Beast King is just a starting point... what I want is not that simple."

But she will not sleep with a man easily. Whether it is a former candidate Beast King or the current Beast King, it is always bad to be rumored. Zelodia rejected all the Beastmen who asked for marriage, and only slept with the one she chose. .

"Oh, so what do you want?"

"Huhu~" Zelodia smiled slightly. She lifted the blanket and exposed her beautiful body in front of the knight leader. She stood up, came to the table and took out two silver cups.

"The demons are attacking the land of Gilkern in the north. I will reorganize the orc troops and counterattack at the appropriate time."

She also poured a glass of wine for the group leader. This wine was probably the fine wine flowing from the Gilkern Palace. Taylor remembered this mellow aroma. The food that could be grown on the land of Parthia did not have this taste.

"Do you want to replace the king of Gilkern?" Taylor took a sip of red wine. He had been drinking yogurt made by the orcs recently. This wine washed his stomach like a clear stream.

"Instead, I don't do that kind of stupid thing. The demons are eager for a land with abundant harvests, so they foolishly attack Eogard and become enemies of everyone."

"But they do have that ability."