The man who was called Viscount Alfa by Egil, wearing black heavy armor covered with full body was a minion recruited by Egil for 1,500 points for this competition. Captain Death Knights, whose special ability is to add a little control, a little cavalry command, and a little cruel value to the Lord. A truly powerful minion. There is a little more characteristic than ordinary Death Knights, that is, he can fight, and especially can fight.

Just over two hours ago, before the Knights' Competition began, Egil directly appointed Alpha as his guard captain, Viscount, which made the other guard knights feel very unhappy. Egil, who is the one who cares about democracy and public opinion the most. So he played a Knights game in a small range. The guard knights sent three people to consider Viscount Alpha's three events, including the rifle, long sword, and bare hands fighting. In the end, Alpha won completely. He also won very beautifully. This defeated this group of unruly guard knights.

At this time, the guards knights looked at their new captain sneering and exuding low pressure, and stepped on his horse's back, which looked not a good bird, wearing a black vest and red eyes. They understood that the kid on the court was dead - why? Because their captain was very sensible. In the previous games, they always stopped at the right time, which was the kind of accuracy of "only 0,001 millimeters from the throat". The guards knights are all experts in killing. Naturally, they knew that if they could control their power to this level, it would be a simple thing to "make a little accident" on the battlefield and "mist-killing" the other party without bias.

However, who made that kid offend his lord? And speaking of this, the knights of the guards had no good feelings for this slutty boy.

At this moment, the Knight Medelson would regret it. Seeing Artoria killing his rose one by one, he remembered that the object he had just been courting was not only the queen of the Norman Kingdom, but also the terrifying queen of the British Isles. Medelson debuted late, so he had never seen Artoria's methods. He could be called the final series of battles of the Celtics, and he did not participate. He just heard of it, and most of the time he said it was unbelievable.

Until now, whether others believe it or not, Medelson believed it anyway-Medelson didn't see clearly when Artoria drew her sword just now. The essential gap in strength between the two sides can basically be equivalent to the distance between the earth and the Mik star.

At the same time, Medelson also confirmed something. King Norman was a very capable, but extremely cruel and extremely harsh ruler. Obeying his will, you can get everything you want, but as long as you disobey his will, your life will be lost.

Just like now, the knight opposite Medelson puts him great pressure, whether it is the ink black armor, the ink black war horse, or the ink black one that is thinner and longer than ordinary riding rifles, it has put great pressure on him.

"...I protest. The gun he was holding was not practicing using it." Medelson protested very weakly.

However, at this time, no referee came out to get the yellow card. On the contrary, many Norman elite Knights and Guard Knights under Egil made mocking laughs.

No one cares at all.

At this time, Medelson realized that the other party wanted to kill him directly with nothing but face. His heart couldn't help but feel much darker. Then he began to think about it... Today's matters may not be good. Do you have to find a way to break through? As long as you can escape from here, you will pass through the vast black pine forest, and Sweden will be opposite. At that time, you will defect to Swedish King Gustav and come back to settle accounts with this tyrant. However, the most important thing at the moment is to defeat this weird knight full of black...

However, wishes are beautiful, but reality is very cruel. Viscount Alfa opposite completely ignored Medelson's psychological activities and directly regarded him as a dead person. Then he raised his spear in his hand - the giant spear nearly five meters long seemed to feel no weight in the hands of Captain Death Knight, and then rushed towards Medelson.

At this moment, he asked the Earl of Winchester, who was already stunned by the sight of the side: "So, during the Cavaliers Competition, there were a tragic or two dead knights. This was just an unfortunate accident, right? Earl?"

"Your Majesty said, of course, right..." At this moment, the big man with the head full of Winchester could not tell whether it was hot or scared.

Speaking of which, Egil openly cheated in front of so many nobles and wanted to kill Medelson, but it was not just because he provoked his wife. The so-called way to control the subordinates should be to be kind and powerful. These more than 200 nobles took their families and had their families around Biyad. Egil treated her to a meal, and gave her clothes and jewelry. Then she also received different degrees of rewards according to the title. This kind of kindness has been given. So, where does the power come from? Naturally, it is punishment, and what is the most serious punishment? Naturally, it is killing. Killing always requires a reason, you can't kill it at will...

In this way, Medelson hit the gun with such a urge to death.

Seeing the opponent rushing over at a very fast speed, the opposite Knight Medelson wondered why this guy was wearing so heavy armor and could run so fast - but he still shouted and started charging the same way.

The two sides started fighting, and the Knight Medelson thought to himself: The length of the opponent's gun is more than twice that of his side, and he will definitely stab him first. However, the opponent's gun is so long that it is also greatly difficult to adjust the angle. Therefore, as long as you dodge at that moment, you can run to a few meters in less than a second. Don't blame me for being unrighteous and taking a ruthless move...

Immediately afterwards, the two war horses charged forward, the Knight Medelson watched the other party poked the gun towards his neck, and his pupils instantly shrank as the size of a needle, and then quickly avoided the side. Then he heard the audience around him shouting. Medelson thought in his heart that he must be cheering for his excellent avoidance of the other party's attack - and then he turned his head and ignored him.

Is this, this, running away at the last moment? Didn’t he know the consequences of doing this? But seeing his hands raised, he seemed to be receiving applause...how...will...be it?!

Afterwards, the Knight Medelson felt that his body's strength seemed to have been exhausted, and he couldn't ride the war horse again. His eyes turned black and he fell to the ground with a thump. One foot was still hanging on the stirrup and was dragged by the horse for a while. He tore his whole face to pieces before stopping... On his neck, Viscount Alfa had "clicked" and picked it up. He thought that he had opened more, a blood flower had already burst out from the place he had bloomed...

Medelson Knights, died in battle. Alpha, captain of the Death Knights, won undisputedly.

At this moment, the other knights were either happy or afraid, but Artoria fell into deep doubts. As a legendary warrior, her eyesight is much better than others, and her dynamic vision is also extremely excellent. Just at that moment, she seemed to see that Medelson was indeed able to avoid this attack, but for some reason why the Alpha gun on the opposite side seemed to stretch out a little bit at once. It was definitely not because Alpha's arm was forward, but because his gun really grew longer. But how could he grow longer by riding a gun? I have never heard of this kind of thing. Could it be that he had read it wrong?

Seeing his wife sitting next to him rubbing her eyes, Egil, who also knew what was going on (who heard Aurora just now), smiled and held Artoria's hand.

"What's wrong with Hani?" Egil asked.

"...It's nothing." Artoria felt that she would probably not believe this after she said such a thing, so she didn't say it out in the end. She just felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I think the competition is almost the same now. It's still late, it's time to have lunch." So Egil directly used his killer move.

"Okay--" So Artoria soon forgot about this strange and strange thing and began to think about what to eat for lunch. Egil then breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the inherent skills of the Death Knight, the absolute hit gun. It is a skill, not a treasure.

At noon, everyone had a barbecue dinner in the suburbs, and Egil complained to the system elf Aurora, his cheap sister. Of course, everything was still spoken through spiritual communication, so it would not be heard by others.

"What's going on?!"

"What's going on?"

"That's - that city in Iceland, what's going on?"

"That's it."

"—I, yes, said, I just used the system to connect that city, and wanted to train some smoothbore musketeers, build a few pieces of plate armor, and build a few more Karak sailboats. As a result, the buildings there were good, but they couldn't build soldiers. What do you think is the matter?!"

"Because your technological level has not met the standards." Aurora answered calmly.

"—Didn't you say that the city ignores the technology level?!" Egil was anxious. He now deeply felt that he was being put on by the system elves again.

"What I'm talking about is that the buildings there are all built without ignoring the technology level, but without mentioning the types of troops, weapons and other items, they can ignore the technology level." The system elves answered.

"With so many things, you can only see but not use them?"
Chapter completed!