MTL - Bloodline Lord of War-Chapter 138 ah yes yes

  Chapter 138 Ah yes yes yes

  Robin turned his head, and the speaker was the aristocratic girl in the yellow hat who bet on Edwin just now.

"I don't allow you to slander Master Ed. Master Ed has won three knight tournaments in a row. If you are not convinced, you can also sign up for the competition. Master Ed will definitely beat you up. North, south, east, and west!"

  The girl in the yellow hat said angrily that she couldn't stand someone saying that Master Ed was wrong.

  Robin shrugged, said nothing, turned around and continued watching the game. He could tell that the girl in the yellow hat was a fanatical fan of Ed, and in their eyes Ed was perfect, and it was pointless to argue with such an idiot fan.

  Huang Mao was still very proud: "What? Don't dare, right, I knew you didn't dare."

  Robin didn't bother to talk to her, and continued to eat melon seeds.

  However, the yellow hat's proposal made Helen excited. She just knew that Robin was very good at fighting, but she had never seen Robin fighting with her own eyes.

   "Robin, you can also sign up for a knight's tournament. How about I ask Uncle Augustus to arrange a tournament for you?" the female knight asked expectantly.

   Robin spat out a mouthful of melon seeds, and replied uninterestedly: "It's not good, I'm a pacifist, and fighting and killing is not suitable for me. Besides, there is no bonus if you win."

  Helen would not believe Robin's nonsense. If Robin was a pacifist, Baron Baron who was killed by him would definitely be the first to disagree. He didn't want to participate in the competition purely because there was no reward.

  In the arena, although Jike had no chance of winning, he still refused to admit defeat. His indomitable chivalry moved many people present.

   "Ha Ya!"

  Jike yelled, pulled the reins hard, and the war horse under his crotch neighed angrily, strode forward with four slender legs, and rushed towards Ed again.

   Ed sneered disdainfully: "You can't control yourself." He clamped the horse's stomach with his legs, and the horse under him let go of its hooves and rushed towards Jike.

  The horse galloped, and soon the two met again in the middle of the field.

  Jike resisted the pain in his abdomen, held the lance tightly with his right hand, pointed the tip of the gun firmly at Ed's chest, stabbed forward hard, and released a white fighting spirit light from the tip of the gun.

   This time Ed shot faster than Jike, and the spear pierced out like lightning, and the blue fighting spirit light burst out from the tip of the gun.

  The next moment, Ed's lance came one step ahead and hit Jike in the chest.

  Ed's own power, coupled with the power of the horse rushing forward, the two powers merged together, and at this moment they were all concentrated on the gun.

  The huge force directly pushed Jike off the horse, and he flew upside down. With a bang, Ed's lance couldn't bear the impact, and it burst into two pieces from the middle.

  Jike's war horse is still running forward relying on inertia, but Jike himself has already fallen heavily to the ground.

   There was a burst of fanatical cheers from the auditorium, and many noble girls threw the prepared roses into the venue to express their admiration for Master Ed.

  Ed threw away the half-broken lance in his hand, took off his helmet, and revealed his handsome face. He then galloped around the field on horseback, raising his victory right hand and cheering the winner as he ran.

  The defeated Jake barely got up from the ground. He watched Ed cheering there, threw his helmet on the ground angrily, and cursed depressedly.

  At this time, several servants of the spear family hurried into the arena.

   "Master Jike, are you all right?"

  A maid wanted to help Jike, but Jike pushed him away.

   "I'm fine!"

  Jike pushed away the servants in front of him, covered his chest with one hand, and staggered towards the exit of the arena.

  Ed rode on the horse, proudly shouting at Jike: "Jike, come to the contest next year too."

  Jike stopped, turned around, and shouted unconvinced: "Ed, don't be complacent, I will beat you sooner or later!"

   "I'm waiting for that day."

  Ed laughed happily, and after a few laughs, he suddenly saw Robin in the audience.

  Seeing Robin and Helen sitting together, the two of them were talking very intimately, the smile on Ed's face froze immediately, and the joy of victory was also covered by raging jealousy.

  He thought angrily in his heart: Damn bastard, I gave you a warning yesterday, but you still dare to sit beside Miss Helen, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson.

  Ed rode his horse to Duke Augustus, then got off his horse and knelt down on one knee: "Meet Your Excellency the Duke!"

  Augus stood up from his seat, and happily said to Ed: "It was really a wonderful battle, I enjoyed watching it very much. Ed, you have improved a lot."

   "My lord, I have a request." Ed lowered his head and said loudly.

   "A request?" Augustus showed a puzzled expression. "Go ahead."

   "I heard that Baron Robin is also very skilled in martial arts. I want to compete with Baron Robin."

  After Ed finished speaking, there was a noisy discussion in the entire arena. Many people didn't know who the Baron Robin was talking about.

  Augus was a little surprised at first, but then showed a clear expression. He already knew from Olof that Ed and Robin had a grudge.

  Augus thought for a while, and he was also very interested in Robin's true strength, so he said: "Baron Robin didn't sign up for this knight's competition. If he wants to, of course he can."

   "Thank you, Duke."

  So, Ed stood up and walked to Robin's place with big strides.

   "Robin, I want to compete with you, do you dare to fight?"

   Ed asked Robin loudly with a haughty look on his face. He was confident that Robin was definitely not his opponent, so he dared to challenge Robin openly.

   At this time, the entire arena fell silent instantly, and everyone turned their attention to Robin, waiting for Robin's reply.

  Generally, at times like this, the challenger would not directly refuse. After all, nobles want to save face in front of so many people. Even if they lose on the field, it is better than surrendering directly.

  However, Robin doesn't care so much. He pays more attention to things that can be seen and touched. As for reputation, he doesn't care.

  Robin has no interest in fighting, so what if he wins against Ed? Without any benefits, Robin is too lazy to do such meaningless things.

  He gnawed the melon seeds "crackling", looked at the proud Ed, and replied lazily: "I'm not interested, you can play by yourself."

  Robin directly rejected Ed, and the entire arena was in an uproar. Robin heard someone whispering behind him: This baron is too spineless, he is clearly in his prime, but he doesn't even have the courage to step into the arena?

  The noble lady wearing the yellow hat also sneered at Robin: "Hmph, just now you were brazenly commenting on Master Ed, but now it's your turn, don't you even dare to play?"

  Ed was also a little surprised, but even if Robin didn't play, the purpose of humiliating him was also achieved.

  He immediately opened fire on Robin, mockingly said: "Why, are you scared?"

   "Well, you should just treat it like this, bang bang bang..."

   "Robin, are you considered a knight like this? Can you protect your people well?"

   "Yes, yes, yes, you are right, bang bang bang..."

   "I really didn't expect you to be such a cowardly man, Robin, I despise you."

   "Ah yes yes yes, what you said is correct, crunch..."

  Robin leaned on the seat, eating melon seeds, while perfunctory Ed, no matter what you say, I will be "right, right", as if I am too lazy to talk to you.

  Ed became more and more angry when he talked, obviously I was mocking Robin, why did it feel like I was being mocked instead?

At this time, Olov suddenly stood up from his seat, and he interrupted and said loudly: "It doesn't make much sense for you two to compete like this, how about it, I am willing to offer three hundred gold coins as a lottery for this competition, whoever wins Give it to whoever you want."

   Ed frowned, thinking what the **** is this Olof doing, Robin has already surrendered without a fight, so what's the point?

  But as soon as Robin heard that if he won, he got money, he immediately regained his spirits, and his whole attitude changed 180 degrees.

  He stood up and asked Olof: "Are you sure? If I win, you will not regret it."

  Olof poked his waist: "In front of so many people, may I go back on my word?"

   "Okay!" With the gold bonus, Robin immediately became motivated, he said to Ed. "This competition, I accept it!"

  Ed was still a little dazed, thinking that this guy was too rich, it was extremely vulgar.

  After Olov sat down, Helen asked in a low voice incomprehension: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

  Olov showed a smirk on his face: "I have long disliked this kid Ed, how could I pass up the opportunity to let him be embarrassed? Let's see how Robin will deal with him!"

   "Are you so sure that Robin can win? What if he loses?" Helen said worriedly.

  Olov said indifferently: "If you lose, you lose. Ed is very proud. If he wins, he won't ask for my money."

   "You really know how to calculate."

   Knights contest normally requires their own weapons, armor and horses, but Robin is a guest, so it is not easy to prepare for these things.

  Duke Augustus immediately called the servants of the tournament field and ordered: "Go, prepare Baron Robin with the best weapons, the hardest armor, and the fastest horses."

  Then, Robin followed the servants to the rest room of the duel arena. Under the service of several Snow Eagle servants, he put on a set of beautiful silver armor.

   There was another servant who was responsible for picking a horse for Robin. He strictly followed the requirements of the Duke, and picked a high-quality horse from the stable. Just as he was leading the horse and was about to leave, a thin figure blocked the door of the stable.

  Seeing the person coming, the servant showed a surprised expression, and immediately bowed down to salute, and shouted: "Meet Master Coman."

  The person blocking the door is Ed's little follower, Coman. He was also sitting in the auditorium just now, and he also witnessed all the process of Ed's challenge to Robin.

   "Let's go, I'll lead this horse to Baron Robin." Coman said coldly.

   The servant was a little embarrassed: "Master Coman, this is my job, please..."

There was a smile on the corner of Coman's mouth. He took two steps forward and stuffed two gold coins into the servant's hand: "Don't worry, I'm just leading the horse to him. Baron Robin and I are old friends. He is very popular with the Duke now. My lord's trust, I just want to show my friendship with him."

  The servant didn't know the right and wrong in the noble circle, he only thought that what Lord Coman said was true, and he didn't dare to offend the nobles.

   More importantly, for the servants in the arena, two gold coins are not a small amount, and the servant's eyes suddenly became a little straight.

  At this moment, greed gained the upper hand in the servant's heart. He clenched the gold coin in his hand tightly and silently handed over the reins.

   "Very well, you can go out." Coman showed a satisfied smile.

   "Yes, my lord."

   After the servant left, Koman showed a smirk on his face, and he took out a small magic scroll from his arms, only the size of a palm.

   This kind of magic item is not a very advanced thing. You can buy it in the magic item store in Silver Frost City. It costs ten gold coins each. Even if you don’t know magic or fighting spirit, ordinary people can use it.

   This is a fire-making scroll. There are two scrolls in total. As long as one is torn, the magic circle on the other scroll will burst into flames.

  The flame it produces is very weak, basically it can't burn people to death, that is, it can burn people a little bit. This kind of fire-making scroll is generally used in marching and fighting or field adventures. It is a kind of expensive life item, and only nobles and big businessmen have spare money to sell this kind of thing.

   "Be good, don't move around."

  Coman touched the horse's mane, then squatted down, and printed the magic circle on the scroll on the inside of the horse's left front leg.

  In order to make fire easier, the magic circle on this scroll can also be printed on other things.

  Coman attached the scroll to the horse's leg, and pressed it hard to ensure that the magic circle was completely printed on the horse's leg, otherwise the fire magic would not be activated.

  He is not worried that others will find out what he did, because the location of his post is very secret, and no one else can see it even standing next to the horse. And once the contest started, the horses would gallop quickly across the field. At this time, the horse's legs burst into sporadic flames, and it was impossible for the people in the audience to see clearly.

  The power of this fire-making magic is not enough to ignite the horse's legs, at most it just makes the horse hurt a little. Coman believes that as long as a little chance is created for Lord Ed, the Lord will undoubtedly win.

  Ed actually didn't know what Coman did. These low-level tricks were all thought up by him and decided to implement by himself.

  He is absolutely loyal to Ed. His family is the vassal of the Bingqi family. Since childhood, Coman has upheld a belief that he will do everything for Lord Ed.

  So, even without Ed's instruction, Koman will spontaneously do things for Ed. He thinks this is the duty of a vassal, and he must always think of his master.

  After doing these things, Coman led the horse out of the stable, and tied the horse outside Robin's lounge while there was no one around.

  (end of this chapter)