The middle-grade final kicked off with the drums. Serey knew Fitzpatrick very well. The relationship between the two was not bad, and they often practiced during training. When the spears of the two were intertwined, Serey's shield was almost knocked away, and his spear only barely hit the enemy's shoulder. This disguise could not stop the opponent's mecha.
Nowadays, we can only compete with the blade.
Both of them took out melee weapons, sharp blades intersected, and sparks burst out.
Serei fights with skillful skills and calmness, but he will not underestimate the opponent he has defeated, because Fitzpatrick has also defeated him, although it has been a long time ago.
The fierce battle formed scratches on the training mecha, and warning runes flashed on Sere's visual display. He was forced to use his arm shield to resist an attack. At this time, an alarm sounded, and he obviously felt that his arm had broken, but this was also a god-given opportunity.
He grasped it and pierced the opponent's frontal sensor with his sword.
After a moment, the opponent's mecha stopped moving.
"The winner has been decided! The winner is Sere DuPontlin of Class 3!!"
In an instant, the applause was thunderous, and Madias also clapped softly, with no expression on his face. After his second son crawled out of the mecha, he also shook hands with Sere friendly, but his expression was a little depressed. Andreya, not far away, kept staring at Sere, without even responding to the conversation of the female companion beside him.
Soshiyan, who was on the throne, noticed that Barris had returned to his seat and was applauding excitedly with his wife.
Then he said with a smile:
"Barris Barris, you have a good son, too."
Hearing Soshiyan's voice, many people stopped applause and looked at the Barries curiously. Many people noticed that Soshiyan used the word "Yes", and then thought of the previous person who received the same evaluation...
Barris turned around, gave a salute first, and then responded in a very humble and gentle tone:
"The commander of the battle team has been too much, and the Dogzi is not even considered a formal knight."
"From today's performance, he will be so sooner or later. I'm also looking forward to seeing him gallop on the battlefield, two champions, come up."
Soon, Andrea and Serei walked through the towering Terminators, came to the steps less than ten meters away from Soshiyan, and then knelt on one knee.
This was also the first time Sere observed the guardian of the empire so close, and it was also the first time he realized what the so-called "giant fear" was. He felt that one of the other's arms might be thicker than his body, and finally understood why the real guard of the human empire was not a knight but Astarte...
The knight is only powerful in the mecha, and even if one Astarte does not wear armor, he can easily kill a hundred knights.
This is the gap in the essence of life.
"...I have seen your efforts to control the powerful Knight Mecha and your superb combat skills, but fighting requires not only skills, but also wisdom, planning, courage, will, and even the reaction between life and death. Many of these cannot be learned in school and need to be tested again and again on the battlefield with blood. You are the champions in the college now, and in the future, I hope to see you become champions on the battlefield."
Then, the two servants held a plasma pistol and an exquisite stinging sword in front of them. Andrea and Sere, who were kneeling on the ground, carefully took their prizes, and then neatly recited the family motto left by Lord Olga—
"We will never stop fighting!"
After the competition, it was evening when Soshiyan was invited to attend the welcome banquet prepared by Madias for him. All the knights and nobles and their families and their children came to participate. Except for the unlucky Gonzaro, he was taken away by the people of the White Church and did not even have time to say hello to his family.
When Soshyan entered the luxurious banquet hall, Madias, wearing a dress, spoke:
"Let us pay tribute!"
His voice was played around through the communication array loudspeaker that servo skull.
"They are here Soshyan Alexey, the leader of the Astral Knights, the ruling commander of the Nesson Galaxy, the founder of the Alliance of Suffering, the reconquering and guardian of the Great Vortex, the destroyer of heresy and aliens, the exile of the Black Legion, the disaster of the Red Pirates, the green-skinned slaughter, the savior of Hamigidon, the shield of the Holy Human Empire, the messenger of the Throne and the God Emperor."
The huge bell rang again, a ceremony of triple bell ringing. Everyone made a gesture of the eagle and recited the words of loyalty and faithfulness required by the court etiquette.
"We praise the sharp claws of the gray eagle!"
Madias continued to chant, but Soshyang raised a hand.
"That's enough, Madias Supreme King."
For the knight, respectful and elegant etiquette, although lengthy and boring, is the cornerstone of the knight's life. Interrupting the welcome ceremony is an act of rudeness, and in the worst case, the knights may choose to regard it as an insult.
But that's for others.
Soshiyan is not the master here, but he is almost like God.
He looked at the magnificent hall, where the whole space was in a strong traditional imperial baroque style. The huge crystal chandeliers hung from the high dome, illuminating the entire banquet hall. The dazzling gold color of the walls and floors became the main color, and even from the exquisite wall hangings on the wall to the gorgeous carpet on the ground, they were shining with golden light, as if they were lifting the veil of wealth and glory.
In the center of the banquet hall is a large long dining table with gorgeous silk napkins, golden tableware and dazzling crystal wine glasses. Countless plates and trays are filled with food, from fish to poultry to beasts, and all kinds of vegetables and fruits are also dazzling, of different sizes and various types. There are also many stewed, fried, boiled, baked pastries and desserts, which look particularly luxurious under the warm candlelight.
The surrounding walls are full of oil paintings, and the murals on the ceiling are mainly composed of knights and scenery. Some luxurious incense burners are hanging in the corners, emitting a faint fragrance of incense. On the other end of the banquet hall, there is a piano. The wooden appearance of the piano is inlaid with ornate metal carvings, making it look very noble. A musician is playing, surrounded by a band composed of various music users.
And further afield, servants and maids in ochre uniforms stood around the walls and waited for the orders.
Soshyan, dressed in ritual armor, came to Madias alone, picked up the huge metal wine glass that the servant raised on his head, and then raised it.
"Respect the Emperor, respect DuPontlin, respect my friend Olga."
Everyone raised their glasses, and the band began to play passionate fighting music, which seemed to be more in line with Soshiyan's taste.
Chapter completed!