Royal Arena, in the luxury private room on the uppermost floor.
The young emperor, His Majesty Cru Fernando (i.e. Fernando XIII), listened to the warm shouts of the audience outside the box, and couldn't help but smile. He turned his body toward Luke, the Imperial Finance Minister, who was sitting beside him.
He said: "It seems that Farath's team is very popular with others. Listen, there are sounds of shouting for her outside."
Luke quickly stood up and replied respectfully: "Farras is just a little luck. Her top two opponents are not very strong."
"Don't be humble," a middle-aged man next to Luke interrupted, "The Gorgeous Family is an ancient family on the mainland, and their strength is not bad."
Luke glanced at the middle-aged man who interrupted and said lightly: "Card, you can't say that. If history is old, it means strength, and the Royal Knights will be established for only more than 200 years."
After hearing Luke's words, Chad Reeves quickly coughed. As the Imperial Minister of Government, he had been fighting with Luke openly and secretly for more than ten years, so he was naturally very familiar with each other. It would be difficult to refute Luke's words.
To avoid involving the Royal Knights that His Majesty the Emperor trusts most, Chad would not go back to do such a thankless thing, so he coughed for a few seconds.
The young Fernando XIII was wise and courageous, and naturally knew the thoughts between Luke and Chad in his heart. However, for the rulers of the empire, his subordinates had some contradictions with each other and were more conducive to his rule. If the people below were connected, they would be connected.
I am afraid I will not have a good life for myself. I have already started learning about the imperial mind skills when every crown prince in the empire was seven years old.
Fernando XIII smiled and said to Victor, who was sitting behind Luke: "Master Victor, Farath is your disciple. What do you think will be the winner today?"
Victor knows Farath's Reiss team very well. Not to mention five-on-five, I'm afraid that Ryan will be enough to defeat Simone's team alone, but this kind of thing can't be said explicitly. Being low-key is not only Ryan's rule, but also him
Victor's Code.
Victor did not stand up, just sat on the chair and bowed slightly - this was his privilege as a royal magician - said in a steady tone: "Farrow's team has a relatively balanced professional combination,
There are corresponding solutions to any situation, but they have a short time to run in, and the members of the team have uneven strengths and lack corresponding cooperation; Simeone's team is composed of five magicians, and their members are together day and night,
He also prepared a large number of magic scrolls and magic items without hesitation. It can be said that he has the greatest attack power. The power of these five intermediate magicians is almost equivalent to that of two advanced magicians..."
"So, Master Victor, aren't you optimistic about Farath?" The young Fernando XIII interrupted and said, "Why, are you so unconfident in your disciples?"
"That's not," Victor explained: "It is well known that the magician's attack power comes to the spell, and it takes a little time. If the Simeone team begins to be able to release the magic attack power in a very short time,
It is difficult for Farazi and the others to compete with it; but if Farazi and they can stand up or just take the initiative and suppress their opponents to cast spells, the outcome will not be certain."
Chad's voice sounded: "Master Victor, as a great magician, would you think that a magician can suppress five magicians of the same level? Farath's team has only one magician, oh
By the way, there is also a magic apprentice. They are a half-magic master, how is that possible? Unless they are equipped with a large number of well-made magic items, and in fact, on the contrary, their opponents are equipped with a large number of magic items
Farath and the others had almost no such things. As for the two warriors in their team, they were moving targets under the magic attack of the magician, it depends on whether the priest and the thief can play a role."
"So, Chad, do you have your own opinion?" Fernando XIII smiled and said to Chad, "And also Bere, don't be afraid, and boldly tell your opinion."
Chad said so much, in fact, in order to give his son a chance to show himself in front of the emperor. Since Fernando XIII spoke, he immediately turned his head and signaled Bere, who was standing behind him, to come up.
Beret took a few steps calmly and stood in front of his father. He glanced at His Majesty the Emperor with his blue eyes, and then said in his magnetic voice: "His Majesty the Emperor, respect him."
Lord Luke, Master Victor, I think this is a game without any suspense. The side against them is five intermediate magicians. They have absolutely the same number of magic equipment in terms of cooperation and the number of magic equipment.
The other party has a good career combination, but it is too mediocre overall, and some members are not as strong as their opponents, such as the little girl, her strength is not very good; there is also the magic apprentice, if he has intermediate magic
The master's strength is close to Farath, and with Bishop Iber's disciple Red, he may be able to deal with his opponent."
Fernando XIII nodded slightly. According to common sense, Bere's analysis and prediction of the results are very correct. He said: "Bere, your analysis is good."
Chad quickly said: "Your Majesty, when Bere studied at the Royal Academy of Magic, he also participated in the study of noble etiquette and military command."
Fernando XIII nodded and stopped talking.
Looking at Chad and Bere's faces full of excitement, Luke's stomach almost burst into laughter. He and Victor looked at each other and found that there was a hint of humor in their eyes. It seemed that today's ending would be
It would have been beyond the expectations of some people. Luke suddenly expected to see the faces of Chad and his son when the Reth team won. I believe that it must be very exciting.
At this moment, the horns of both sides appearing sounded, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted by the players on both sides in the field. Victor quietly said in Luke's ear: "Ibe is here too, yes
Your idea?"
Luke also whispered: "That's right, you can help me and say a few words at that time."
Victor looked at Alando in silver-white clothes inside the venue, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The Wind Wolf Druid, assassinator, was called the "Magic Killer". The Elf Shooter can attack an unprepared magician from five hundred yards. The main material is magical mitr silver.
I don’t know how many magicians he harvested from the magic-breaking arrows. In the close combat, except for the assassin who is invisible in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to kill with one blow, the explosive power and lightning-fast speed of the Wind Wolf Magician are
Every magician doesn't want to see it."
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