Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

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With the sound of the men's voice and the opponent being teleported out of the playing field, the Lace team won. Everyone slowly walked out of the Royal Arena, Alina had been waiting outside for a long time, she shouted excitedly to her teammates: "Great, we won!"

Faras smiled at Elena and said, "What's so great? If you want to enter the top eight, you have to win two more games."

Elena tweeted non-stop, although she didn't participate in this game, but she was ecstatic outside the court and was happier than playing in person.

Ryan didn't think that this kind of victory had any meaning. It was too easy to win, even a little weird. The opponent can't live forever before the game, but he didn't have that kind of strength during the game. Oz and Allen defeated the opponent's defense line with one more attack, and even defeated the opponent's will.

Everyone was busy for a while and gradually calmed down. Faras saw Ryan being silent, saying softly, "Ryan, we won, are you not happy?"

Ryan shook his head and said, "Why are you unhappy? I just think it's too easy to win. I don't know if it will make everyone feel lighter than the enemy."

Faras said with a smile: "But we have seen stronger opponents. Will an easy victory make everyone proud?"

Ryan smiled at Faras and said, "I wouldn't think it would be because I was worried."

Faras deliberately asked Ryan: "Are we going back?"

Ryan turned to look at the arena and said to himself, "Why not look at the opponent's game?"

A bright smile appeared on Faras' face, and she said to Ryan: "It's the same as I thought."

The other members of the Lace team naturally had no opinion, so everyone turned around and walked into the Royal Arena, but this time, they were sitting in the auditorium.

The feeling of watching the game from the top is completely different from the feeling of fighting on the spot. Ryan looked at the empty arena below and felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he could not tell what it was like.

Not many people came to watch the game today. Ryan counted a few, that is, a few thousand people. Recall that when you just came back, as an audience, each person paid a fee of 10 gold coins. Thinking of this, Ryan couldn't help but sigh, why use money everywhere.

Faras, who was sitting next to Lane, smiled and said, "Why, distressed money?"

Ryan quickly shook his head and said, "No, no."

At this time, Reid leaned his head over and said to Ryan and Faras: "Ryan, do you want us to bet?"

Without waiting for Ryan to answer, Faras reprimanded Reed and said, "No."

Ryan asked strangely: "What bet?"

Faras waved away Red, and then said to Ryan: "It's about the game's outcome. Someone privately took odds on the outcome of each game and the team that won the championship. But this thing, The empire is not allowed, but there are too many nobles involved, and it is impossible to ban it completely. "

Ryan said: "Aren't we afraid of people cheating in the competition?"

Faras said regretfully: "You have said this kind of situation. Because the champions have been the Royal Knights team for many years, some participating teams have no pursuit at all, so some teams deliberately bet on the game. Won or lost the game to obtain huge amounts of gold coins. For this reason, the empire specifically promulgated regulations. Once investigated, the highest penalty can be obtained. "

Lion said: "Can't the death penalty be forbidden?"

Faras sighed and said, "There are too many nobles involved. If all are to be sentenced to death, I am afraid that the population of the imperial capital will be reduced by half."

Ryan was silent, and he suddenly understood his thoughts. It turned out that his own team was fighting desperately in the following arena, but it was just to please the aristocrats.

Thinking of this, Ryan was suddenly bored. He quickly dispelled this feeling behind his head. He said to himself in his heart: "Uncle Luke makes sense. I came to participate in the Royal Athletic Competition in order to learn in this process. To something, not just to get a certain honor, nor to be used as an entertainment tool for some nobles! "

Faras secretly held Ryan's hand secretly and gave him an encouraging smile.

Encouragement from a close lover made Ryan cheer up, and he smiled back to Farath with a thankful smile. I'm sorry to be able to meet a group of friends in my adulthood trial and meet the other half of myself. As for winning, it is just a decoration to make you feel better!

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"Beep ~" The sound of the horn of the participants' participation sounded, and the two parties slowly entered the circular skill field.

A woman's voice came from outside the court: "In this game, the Gris Bihuo team against the Gorse family team."

Ryan and Faras snuggled together, staring at the two teams within this one. Faras explained in a whisper: "Gorse is a symbol of a country 200 years ago, but after being destroyed by the Legion of the Undead, his descendants joined the army of Fernando and later owned a large piece of land and became the lord But over the years, they have long split into many small lords, and only the descendants of the original Gorse dynasty still use this logo. "

Lion nodded and said, "The Gorse family squad is two fighters, and the other priest, mage, and thief are each one. His opponent, what is the Bihuo squad ..."

Faras added: "It's Gris Bihuo. Gris is a city in the imperial capital. It is said that there are some contradictions between the brooms of the Gorse family. It seems that there is a contradiction between them. It seems that this game is just over."

Ryan praised Faras and said, "You know a lot."

Faras smiled and said nothing. She said in her heart: "When I was studying magic, the aristocratic etiquette I chose was not white. The book" Family Heraldry "took me a whole year."

Ryan pointed to the Gris Bihuo Squad in the field and said, "Fani, you see the Bihuo team is one warrior, one priest, and one mage. There are two thieves. I'm afraid it's a little tricky."

Faras looked down at Ryan's eyes and said involuntarily: "The victory and defeat are basically clear. Gris Bihuo is hard to win."

Ryan turned to look at Faras and whispered, "Fani, are you so sure?"

Faras gave Ryan a confident smile. She explained: "It's obviously better than the opponent's equipment without talking about the members of the gorse. The two thieves on Gris's side are losing half."