For Baron Draco to form a knighthood, Francis, Adrian and many other knights under the baron are supportive in their hearts.

As Baron Draco, Lailon has seven knight fiefs that can be divided in his hands. Taking into account the two villages that have been divided, there are five villages, which means that Lailan still has five kingdom knights.

Quota, at least for now, the baron still directly controls most of the land in his territory.

Many knights who came to Oak Town also saw the difference in the barony. It was prosperous, quiet and peaceful, and the dark forces were almost extinct in the territory of the heroes of the empire.

Therefore, everyone is eager for the Kingdom Knight quota in Lailan's hands, including Hector Goetz, a down-and-out nobleman from the Sol Territory. He has the strength of an elite mid-level. He has been committed to conquering powerful enemies and reviving

The first goal of the family and Hector is to regain a title and a fief.

Obviously, Baron Draco, who holds the title of Hero of the Empire, gave him a crucial opportunity, an opportunity to revive the family. Hector wanted to use his sword to fight for a fief for himself.

On the second Sunday in March, the selection held at the Barony Training Ground was officially held.

More and more people are flocking to the large training ground outside Oak Town, which can accommodate hundreds or even nearly a thousand people. The temporary sheds and seats set up around the training ground are all sold at high prices, including those closest to the Baron's chair.

The spectator seats were sold to twenty gold coins each by foreign empire businessmen.

These businessmen who were attracted by wealth all knew that Baron Draco was focused on the construction of the territory. The gold coins invested in the construction of the territory were almost thrown out in bags. For this, the businessmen all hoped that they could give the Baron

Leave a slight impression in order to take over a certain construction project or a big order. Maybe one of them can become the next big businessman Ofron.

Overland, a fat businessman who gradually became prosperous through the baronage, is now even more out of shape. He wears an emerald belt with a belly that protrudes like a barrel. His face is full of smiles and joy.

Hehehe sat in the seat behind the baron's chair. This was a precious seat that the businessman Ophron secretly bought for seventy gold coins, making all his peers envious.

As selected contestants, at least one hundred and fifty knights participated in this game.

On one side of the large training ground, the place to fill in the roster was very crowded. The young and passionate knights-errant kept shouting their names, reporting their names or the emblems of their families. The two erected at the main entrance of the training ground

Behind the stone tower, Steward Pitman was presiding over the entry process, and Sir Gavin was leading the Halberd Battalion to maintain law and order. A long queue of knights passed the stone steps. Behind the queue, many people stood anxiously on the grass.

Waiting.

In order to show their bravery, the knights were fully armed. Black, silver, orange, and various knight plate armors formed a beautiful landscape.

Hector Goetz stood far away in the crowd, waiting for the team to advance at a rapid pace. He was wearing the only black plate armor with gold patterns passed down from his family. He stayed at a villager's house outside the town the night before and specially borrowed it.

Grease takes care of the armor.

"baron!"

"My lord!"

"Thank you, hero of the Empire!"

Lairon, Adrian, and Francis arrived. They walked in from the main entrance of the large training ground. The appearance of the Baron attracted loud love and cheers from the people in the area. The crowd moved out of the way to maintain law and order.

The halberdiers straightened up one after another.

"The number of participating knights far exceeded my imagination. I began to doubt whether the entire competition could be ended in time." Halfway through, Lailan stopped and looked at the long team of knights, carrying iris shields on their backs, with iris on their heads, or glamorous

Brightly or simply decorated, all kinds of knights performed knighthoods towards the baron.

"My baron, they all come here to see the heroes of the empire!" Nikas Francis said with a smile.

"Really? I think most people are aiming for that fiefdom." The baron raised his eyebrows, glanced around, and continued to walk towards the spectator seats.

A total of one hundred and sixty-nine knights participated, and the number of people who finally chose to join the Knights was only thirty-five, which meant that three-quarters of them would be eliminated. The battle loss ratio was higher than that of a medium-sized war.

Come out a lot.

At this moment, the sorceress Rosamina riding a white horse also arrived. She was dressed lightly, wearing a light blue dress, a white cloak on her shoulders, and her long brown hair was decorated with sapphires.

He was tied with a hoop and held a staff inlaid with magic crystals in his hand.

In the purity, there is a hint of dignified beauty.

"Miss Rosamina." Lairon was a little surprised, and the baron said with a smile, "Are you also here to watch the knights' competition? Or are you fancying the strength of a certain knight."

"Baron." Rosamina smiled politely, and turned her eyes to look at Francis behind Lairon. The sorceress smiled sweetly and said: "It's a pleasure to see you again, Sir Francis."

"...Well, I'm glad to see you too, Miss Rosamina." Francis smiled a little hastily, and then he froze in place, lowering his gaze, not daring to look directly at the sorceress.

Adrian's eyes lingered on the two of them for a while, and then he smiled knowingly.

Lailan also smiled. He would not expose the special relationship between his subordinates in person. The baron broke the brief awkwardness and waved: "The selection will begin soon. Miss Rosamina, let's go together."

"Yes." The sorceress nodded slightly and glanced at Frances.

After Rosamina expressed her agreement, Lairon said to Francis: "In this case, there will always be some unexpected accidents in crowded places. Frances, you will be responsible for the safety of Miss Rosamina."

Bar."

"I understand, Baron, please rest assured, Miss Rosamina, and leave your safety to me." Francis looked a little embarrassed, but he still nodded to the sorceress. Since the Baron named him to be responsible, then he

I don't intend to avoid it either.

A few minutes later, Baron Draco and his courtiers sat in the middle seats to watch the game. Cheers continued in the large training ground, and people had high respect and love for the Baron.

Lairon also noticed that there were many dwarves sitting in the spectator seats. The bearded men brought several barrels of beer. They just came to enjoy the lively activities. The dwarves shouted and laughed at the top of their lungs.

And on several seats with sheds erected at the corners, there were four or five guys wearing hoods and cloaks, who were obviously wood elves.

"I didn't expect the wood elves to come to watch the game." Lailan glanced at them thoughtfully, and at the same time called a few soldiers to maintain security. The baron told them to keep some distance between the dwarves and the wood elves.

Dwarves who are drunk like to fight.

Not long after, the steward Pittman also came to the baron's side. Lairon asked: "Is everything ready?"

"Preparations are complete, Baron, and I'm just waiting for your announcement." Pitman responded respectfully.

"Okay." Lailan nodded. He stood up and walked to the stage in front of the spectator seats, pressing his hands on the wooden handrails decorated with garlands. The baron's every move attracted enthusiastic cheers from the crowd present.

The participating knights stood in three rows under the wooden platform. They took off their knight's kite helmets and revealed their faces. There was some kind of desire and expectation in the eyes of the knights.

"In the name of Charlemagne and Sigmar, I, Baron Draco, Lelan Wald the Redeemer, hereby declare that the contest begins!"

Hector Goetz stood in the queue of knights in the audience. When Baron Lellen's brief announcement began, he calmed down and secretly shouted: "Let's begin! For the Goetz family!"

With thunderous applause and surging cheers, after a sharp swan horn sounded, the participating knights started their battles according to the form of roster drawing, including infantry combat, mounted combat, lance duel, team duel, etc.

Title, journey to fiefdom.

After a while, the open space of the large training ground was divided into more than a dozen duel venues enclosed by wooden fences. Lailan sat on the seat, picked up a glass of wine, and asked beside him: "Adrian,

Do you have any candidates you are more optimistic about?"

"There is a baron, his name is Sere-Lyle, he is from a family branched from the bloodline of the Elector of Talabek. He often travels to the major provinces of the empire and eliminates many beastmen." Adli

Ann Gentle pointed out to Lelan the location of the knight he was talking about.

In that field, a knight wearing a kite helmet decorated with a bust of a stag and wielding a knight's sword with both hands drove his opponent back a step with every blow. Looking at the momentum, it was only time for him to win.

question.

Lailan's actual combat experience is so rich. He can see at a glance what is extraordinary about the knight wielding the sword. Every blow has spare power. Feint attacks and strong attacks are mixed with each other. A small adjustment can save himself in the battle.

Life, the Baron nodded and said: "It is indeed good. I look forward to his performance."

In the open space of the large training ground, knights were defeated and eliminated from time to time, and there were also cheers for the victors. There is no doubt that every victor received the enthusiasm and praise of the crowd present, and the civilian ladies turned towards their favorites.

The young knights threw out their handkerchiefs, garlands, and personal belongings as a sign of their eagerness.

Compared with the Kingdom of Knights, the empire is more culturally open. The laws do not restrict the love between nobles and commoners. For example, the great-grandmother of the Mad Marquis Marius Radolfo was once the daughter of a small citizen. Although the aristocracy in the empire is not strict with

Legal shackles are still severe, but relatively speaking, they are not solidified. It is just that ordinary people who want to climb to the top of power need not only merit, but also a lot of coincidences and opportunities.

As for the defeated knights, a few of them were favored by the merchants in the audience. Their trade caravans often traveled in dangerous areas, and the guards they needed were very demanding in terms of hard power. For example, a single user

A big knight with a hammer in his hand. The knight he was dueling with was holding a long sword and a shield. However, during the battle, the big knight smashed the shield with force. In the end, he was defeated. But as soon as he came off the stage, there were several

The businessman's assistant handed him a business card and invitation, inviting him to the town for detailed discussions.

To be precise, this selection also provided a selection process from multiple levels, and the most powerful ones were naturally selected by the Baron.

Francis came behind the Baron with a sword in one hand, and there was still traces of a smile on his face. Francis noticed the way the Baron and Adrian looked at him, and hurriedly coughed a few times, looked directly at the scene and said: "Very good."

Sorry for being late, Baron."

"Where's Miss Rosamina? Has she gone back?" Lailan asked with a smile.

"Uh, yes, she returned halfway." Francis nodded helplessly, and then added, "I was worried about some safety issues, so I escorted Miss Rosamina for a while before turning back. My

Mistake, Baron."

Francis was probably the one who was most aware of the good public security situation in Oak Town. His feeble explanation fell into the ears of the other two people, deepening the smiles of Lairon and Adrian.

More than an hour later, inside the large training ground.

The warm sun of early spring shone on the earth, and Hector Goetz ushered in his second foot battle.

"Riccardo of Midden, an expedition knight!" A knight with a stubble stood in front of Hector. Like most knights of Midden, he held a two-handed war hammer: "In the name of Ulric

, I will win!"

Expeditionary knights are similar to the expeditionary knights of the Knight Kingdom. They are different from the latter in that the former are stronger than the knights errant and slightly weaker or comparable to most knights in the kingdom. What they desire is more complicated, titles, and money.

"Live up to the name of my father!" Hector Goetz, who was wearing gold-rimmed black armor, raised his sword and at the same time raised his hand to flip down the visor of his kite helmet. The red lion on his shield was glowing in the sun.

, the friction between armor and chain mail made a harsh sound.

With the sound of a swan horn, his foot battle began.
To be continued...