
"What?"
"Old York, are you kidding me?"
“You should get drunk. Things like this will never happen …. ”
The people in the shop started screaming. Although, as mercenaries, they had seen many strange things, they still could not believe what this big burly man had said. What kind of person was the Golden Sun Knight, one of the ten Execution Knights of the Imperial Knight Palace? The extremely talented and extremely beautiful, famous throughout the empire, Golden Sun Knight who had killed countless challengers with his golden spear. Rumor has it that the Golden Sun Knight had a powerful strength that almost rivaled a six-star warrior at such a young age. How could this be called "The best warrior of the younger generation" be defeated by the king of the auxiliary kingdoms?
This almost sounds like a story from the fairy tale compilation "One Thousand and One Nights".
The tall man gulped down some more wine, stretched his neck and replied, “How is that possible? It's not a secret. It had already spread in the Holy Capital. Some people had even watched the Golden Knights being beaten to a faint and taken by the Knights back to the Knight Palace. They said that Knight Chief Akinfeev was furious. And right now, every single leading power of the Holy Capital, at least those who considered themselves to have a decent shot, were, start secretly preparing to win the mighty king of this mighty subsidiary kingdom .. ”
"How can you?"
"Maybe it's real?"
People saw that Old York was telling the story in a convincing way and slowly became less hesitant.
"Oh I know! It must be "One Sword"! Only "One Sword" had the power to defeat the Golden Knight .. "Someone was suddenly enlightened, thinking he found" the right answer "and proudly shouted it out. The other people in the entourage heard it and echoed. They also agreed with this answer – if from the entire empire, you should mention one from the royal maid who can defeat the Golden Sun Knight, that person should be "One Sword".
“Hahaha, no, you are wrong. Jim, is your head broken? I told you, the King of the royal housemaid who defeated the Golden Knight. "One Sword" hasn't been crowned King, he's just a prince .. Tee-hee, okay forget it, don't try it because you won't get it. The one who defeated the Golden Knight, was actually only a tier six royal king who had never revealed his talent. The tall man finally revealed the truth.
"King of the 6th-grade child kingdom?"
"Old York, are you retarded after being beaten by your wife?"
The big man looked agitated, stretched his neck and shouted, “No, your brain is shattered! Heck, your whole family's brain is broken! It couldn't be more real. I will never be wrong … "
However, the mercenary listeners hid nothing more than laughter and gloat. The man's words seemed outrageous. Hardly anyone believes it anymore.
Sitting quietly next to the laughing crowd, Fei otherwise could barely enjoy the humor. Instead, he became increasingly anxious as the story unfolded. In a futile attempt to calm down, he stroked his chin repeatedly and was completely astonished, “It has only been four days since my battle with the Golden Knights in the Double Tower Mountain. How did the news spread so quickly? What is even stranger is that the words were from St. Petersburg, all the way back to the Hot Springs Gate. This is weird. ”
Angela and the blond loli, Emma, could not help themselves and chuckled. The two girls must have known all about the Battle of the Two Towers Mountain. Seeing that the people in the tavern would not believe her, Emma, with her eyes wide open and raised eyebrows, almost jumped from her seat in an attempt to advocate for the truth, said the source, but stopped by Angela who grasps Emma's hand and slowly shakes her head . Emma had no choice but to sit down reluctantly gritting her teeth, staring at the people around them angrily, as if everyone who did not believe that Fei defeated that the Golden Knight was all his enemies.
“Hey buddy, if you don't mind me asking, where did you hear all these stories? Is that all rumor? '' Fei, in an attempt to investigate, deliberately convoluted to ask this simple and honest man.
“How can it be a rumor ?! The younger brother, this was announced publicly by Soros' Merchant Group in St. Petersburg ... ”York's face flushes with impatience. He slapped the table and stood up raising his voice, “You guys, if you don't believe what I'm saying, the source, Soros Merchant Group, should earn your trust. In just a few more days, the news would definitely be passed on to the Hot Spring Gate. And the news released by the Soros Merchant Group was very detailed – The mysterious Master who had conquered the Golden Sun Knight was the sixth level royal King, Chambord, named Alexander! ”
"Wow, the Soros Merchant Group announced the news?"
"It seems legitimate, it sounds more convincing now …"
“If it was released by Soros Merchant Group, then it might be true. I can't believe that just from a tier six small tier kingdom appears a heroic figure. ”
After York grandly supported her story with Soros' Merchant Group, the crowd in the tavern finally became even more convinced. Indeed, a powerful and authoritative organization like Soros' Merchant Group, would never babble or gossip on such an important matter. After all, the main virtue that traders appreciate is that it is reliable. No group of traders can be considered reliable if they are caught spreading important information that is not true. Not even once! For hundreds of years of the founding of the Soros Merchant Group, no such scandal had ever happened before.
As of now, Fei had finally discovered his talent.
Soros Merchant Group Manager, Harry Redknapp, and Soros Caravan follow the Chambord expeditionary force, and witness the Battle of Dual-tower Mountain. There is no doubt that the reason the story was circulating was so complicated from St. Petersburg to Hot Spring Gate, all because of the special pipeline "Soros 'Merchant Group" Redknapp.
The only strange thing was, why should the Soros Merchant Group ring and advertise this story? Perhaps as greedy entrepreneurs, they see the potential to profit from it?
As the discussion in the tavern became more intense, everyone's interest was directed towards the mysterious master, the King of Chambord. The two girls sitting next to Fei chuckled softly with their mouths closed, listening to all the amazed breaths from the crowd and feeling very proud to see Fei calmly smiling at the table. It was hard for them to control themselves and not tell everyone that the "mysterious master" who defeated the Golden Knight was just sitting here right before everyone's eyes.
Seeing people finally believing in him, York smiled in satisfaction. He looked down and sipped almost half a glass of beer. He wiped the beer on his beard and suddenly knocked on the table heavily. He didn't start talking until he fully caught everyone's attention, "Actually the Golden Knight being beaten up isn't the most sensational news of the Holy Capital. There is another incident that happened in the capital. If I said yes, you would all be surprised. ”
“Wow is there more shocking news? Tell us, say, Come on! ”Someone urged him impatiently.
York was content and placated. He glanced around, patiently waiting for the tension to rise. Then he brushed off the grin and finally began to speak, in a deliberate moderate tone: “about ten days ago, Guardian Martial Saint from Spartac, suddenly, officially declared 'The Martial Saint's Challenge Letter to Master Krasic…. ”
"What's? 'The Martial Saint Letter of Challenge? "
"No way! What do those stupid Spartacs want to do? Do they want to provoke a war? "
"Quick, quick, York, how's Mr. Reply Krasic? "
“May God bless us, something big like this happens. Maybe the war will really break out? ”
That tall, big-bodied man could truly qualify as a mighty heart. The already noisy shop now became turbulent, as if someone splashed a handful of salt into an oily boiling pot – sudden and massive explosions. Even the more closed and reserved group could no longer maintain their posture, their jaws dropped and eyes opened.
This information is truly astounding.
The appearance of the “Martial Saint Letter of Challenge” was a very astounding event throughout the empire. It not only represented the arrival of the final duel between the two superpowers, but also implied a face-to-face conflict of competition at an unprecedented rate, between the great empire of Zenit and the great empire of Spartac. Following the traditions of the ancient Azeroth Continent, the fate of the two empires now depended on the ultimate battle between their Guardian Martial Saints. "Martial Saint's invitations" like the providence or imagination of the Gods, – mighty, incomparable and deadly. No one on the continent could refuse to contemplate the outcome. In comparison, the Golden Knight's failure was no longer as important as it once was.
"The Spartac Empire really went too far. Mr . Krasic will definitely decapitate that reckless challenger … "
The Zenit Martial Saint Guardian Krasic who had been promoted as a Moon-grade Elite for ten years was undoubtedly the No. 1 strong warrior in the empire, no doubt, The Imperial Protective God and the absolute idol in the millions of hearts of warriors. All the other kingdoms were amazed at Martial Saint Mountain because of him and no one dared to compete. However, eventually, Krasic was challenged by another kingdom.
“Two months later, at the top of St. Petersburg Martial Saint Mountain, the moon demon hung in the sky, and the two Saints would fight to the death! "York finished his beer mug, heavily placed it on a wooden table and then shouted to the crowd," News of this Event had been spread near the Capital. I believe that any warrior who has courage will be there to observe and cheer for the Martial Saint empire. ”
"When the time comes, I will definitely be there!" Someone is impatient.
"I'll go too …"
"I am too…"
"Only those who were raised by goblins would miss such a problem …. ”
Fei saw the atmosphere waking up in the tavern, suddenly feeling excited for the battle of the Two Saints that was about to happen at Martial Saint Mountain two months after. This would be a battle to the death between Moon-class Elites and a great opportunity to know the exact level of strength of all the experts within the continent. It was fun to anticipate the scene that would happen at that moment.
After listening to the crowd for a while, Fei noticed that his time was running out. He called the tavern owner to pay the bill and was ready to leave.
“Hey, little brother, thank you very much for allowing me to sit here, or I can't enjoy a nice wine today… How about I invite you and the two beautiful girls over for another drink? ”York said and stood up, calling the waiter to bring four glasses of black beer – three in front of Fei and the two girls. The fourth was pushed in front of a dark-skinned boy who had been sitting quietly there for a while. York urged this little boy, “Philip, don't go crazy, be a man. Stand up and finish this glass! "
The boy did not know what to do and showed a timid smile. He grabbed the glass and stood up.
Currently… . Duang! … Sounded hoarse voice.
The wooden door of the shop was opened hard. Behind the entrance were some rampant figures. They entered rashly.
The head of the group looked like he was looking for something. He looked around quickly, turned around and whispered something, after seeing Fei and the two girls, he whispered to the well-dressed young man behind him with a twinkle in his eyes. Smiling, the young man stepped onto the table, sniffed in disdain, and looked at York and the shy boy. He shouted nonchalantly: "Go, you two are lesser mercenaries! Who are you sitting with a beautiful woman at a table? ”