Lord of terror

Well, Kunz admitted that he was venting his anger. The aroma is innocent, and the flower is even more innocent. Just like rice can be eaten by anyone, so can the flower and its fragrance.

But still very angry.It would be great if there is power, and forbid others to use Bello Flower.Some kind of dictatorial idea flashed in his mind, but so far it was just a small delusion under Kunz's anger.

"You are so arrogant, little Meng Luofei. As the illegitimate child of a lowly maid, I really thought that if you become a baron, you won't have the smell of mud on your body, and your blood..."

Kunz couldn't take it anymore, and he threw a glove in Victor's face.

Victor caught it subconsciously: "You want to fight me? In Tarian City?"

"Whether to accept?"

Victor glanced at Kunz's sword. His sword is a one-handed long sword, not a formal knight's two-handed long sword. Generally, the one-handed long sword is used by knight apprentices-only unorthodox two-handed battles Kunz, who is learning, is indeed not yet ready to use a two-handed long sword.

Victor threw Kunz's gloves back to Kunz's feet: "As you wish."

Victor's entourage also came, and they all dismounted at the intersection. Victor waved his hand, and these people took two steps back again.Muschel also retreated to the back of another intersection with just in case.Now, the open space of more than ten square meters in the middle of these buildings is completely reserved for two duelists.

"My entourage has enough identity to be my witness, what about yours?"

"Muchel Tavalak." Muchel introduced himself casually in a flat tone.

Victor was stunned, and there was a bit of regret on his face for a moment: "Hi, Lord Tavalak, I really didn't expect you to..." It was regret, not timidity, and what he regretted was not the duel itself, but He didn't even say a few more words with Muchelle.

Muchel interrupted him impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense."

Victor pursed his lower lip and drew out his long sword. He held the front of the hilt with one hand and the weight ball behind the hilt with the other (the hilt of a two-handed long sword is very long, and the back of the hilt is not It must be a ball, but there must be a protrusion, no matter the shape, this thing is called a counterweight ball, which can make the center of gravity of the long sword more stable), the long sword is raised, backwards, and is carried by Victor on the shoulder It looks like carrying an axe. This is a kind of gesture with two-handed swords, which is called "shoulder carrying", also called anger.

This kind of two-handed long sword is definitely not as sharp as described in the bard's works. Swords that are too sharp are easy to break during chopping, after all, they are meant to cut bones.In the case of wearing armor, the warrior rests the sword on his shoulder steadily and slowly, so as not to cause harm to himself.

"You are an apprentice who has not been awarded the protective sword, but you are also a lord noble. For your honor and mine, I accept your challenge, but as a formal warrior, I will not take your life." Wei Wei Kedo restrained his publicity and arrogance, revealing the calmness of a soldier, "Of course, if you are strong enough, you can take my life."

Speaking of the last sentence, his contempt and contempt came back in multiples.

It has nothing to do with being an extraordinary person, but only with the fighting skills taught. After leaving the army, the soldiers of the Sherfer Empire will be awarded a rapier that is longer than a dagger and shorter than a long sword by their teachers, guides or elders , this is the protective sword, and it is generally the last weapon of an orthodox warrior—a warrior, especially an aristocratic warrior, does not use a dagger.Think of the dagger as a shadowy weapon reserved for thieves and assassins.

[Although I'm on your side, but... I don't think you can beat him. 】

【To shut up. 】

【good!The last sentence, even if you are disabled, I want you! 】

【…】MDZZ!

On his father's territory, his strength was suppressed, he was younger than his father, and he had not received systematic training for as long as his father.

But they have already been pointed at and scolded by others. Although the biological mothers of the two lifetimes belong to the kind of parents who would never pass the examination if their parents need to be tested, this has nothing to do with whether they are good or bad, but has to do with Kunz's own dignity.

Kunz drew out his sword, and Victor glanced at it: "The sword is good, it seems that our duel is not so unfair. Pray to the God of Victory, the winner will offer him a meal." Victor picked He raised his eyebrows, "If, I mean, if you really win, little Meng Luofei, hahahaha, then according to what you have seen, just prepare delicious food, and gods will not be harsh on their followers."

Victor is laughing at Kunz, implying that he must not have seen the good stuff.

But I don’t know, there are also people laughing at him, for example, in case: ╭(╯^╰)╮ mocking our big foodie country in terms of food? !Well, it seems that when we return to Monroe, the God of Victory here will be able to understand what real food is.

"Little lord! You did this trash!" Muchel suddenly clapped his hands together and yelled.

Victor looked over in surprise, and the entourage behind him also seemed to be dreaming. Who would have thought that the blood drinker would be so... so...

Mussel put his hands on his hips: "What are you looking at?! I am the little lord's witness!" He even pulled out the double swords he carried behind his back and weighed them in his hands, "Little lord, as the witness, I am your solid backing, if you die, I have the right to avenge you!"

His eyes flicked over to Victor and his entourage.

Victor frowned even tighter, and someone in his entourage stepped back a few steps. It seemed that Muchel was also famous.

"Yes, you have the right to revenge." Victor nodded slightly to express his approval. Kunz found that his eyes turned from contempt to jealousy when he looked at him again, "Let's start, little Monroe."

"Okay, start."

The moment Kunz responded, the sword on Victor's shoulders suddenly flipped from his shoulders and swung forward, aiming at the top of Kunz's head.

Kunz swung his body to the left to dodge, and stabbed straight with his sword. Victor's sword swirled a half arc, and at the same time he lost the force of the forward strike, it collided with Kunz's sword.

clang!Kunz's sword was crooked, and Victor's longer two-handed long sword stabbed directly at Kunz's neck.Kunz leaned back, and came directly to an iron bridge, and the sword pierced through!Still in a way Victor had never encountered before, the accident made his movements pause.Kunz, with his hands on the ground, took this opportunity to raise his legs and kicked Victor's right arm.

Victor raised his hands, but held the sword, not losing his weapon.Kunz had also stood up, holding his long sword and looking at Victor vigilantly.Now it seems to be back to the beginning.

"Interesting." Victor moved his shoulders, arched his left leg forward, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely downwards, and exerted force from his feet, the long sword pierced Kunz's abdomen from bottom to top!

Just in case I clenched my fists nervously, the cooperation between the florist and Meng Luofei is going uphill——Today's trip to Tarian City shows that Kunz is facing a bad situation, but this is an advantage for the florist—— But once something happened to Kunz, everything would be in vain.

"I thought he lasted less than 5 minutes." At this time, Muchelle was still whistling and sarcastic.

If it's not for the language barrier, I really want to ask where he is from.

Kunz swung a sword, and Victor blocked it with a horizontal sword. Kunz felt the strength of the two swords, and immediately increased his strength to push the sword.But at the moment when he exerted force, Victor withdrew his sword and stepped back, Kunz lost his balance instantly and leaned forward.Victor's withdrawn sword pierced Kunz's chest again.

Kunz gritted his teeth and twisted his waist, abruptly changed from leaning forward to sideways, and Victor's sword passed against his chest, cutting through his vest.Kunz, who was already on his feet, turned back, lifted his left arm to clamp Victor's sword blade, and clasped the hilt with his hand. The sword in his right hand stabbed Victor's face.

Victor grabbed the sword but failed to get it back, and immediately abandoned the sword and leaned to the left. Kunz still left a bloodstain on his face.Victor raised his left hand, and this time he grabbed Kunz's hand, and Kunz's left hand was still holding his sword, and Victor's right hand also dropped the long sword to draw his other A weapon - the bodyguard sword. The distance between the two of them is just right for a dagger like the bodyguard sword.

But Kunz's reaction was much faster than Victor thought. He had already thrown away Victor's two-handed long sword, and instead of retreating, he hugged Victor with his left arm. People crashed into the building behind!

Victor's hand got stuck on the hilt of the fencing sword and was knocked hard.

Kunz: Huh?I am stronger than him!

Victor: Shit!Why is this little Meng Luofei so strong? !

To be honest, Victor's swordsmanship is much higher than Kunz's. In the first half of the duel, Kunz's reaction speed helped him a lot. , Kunz discovered his biggest advantage - definitely because his talent level is higher than Victor's, and the talent of flame cannot be used, but he is not a talent of strength, so his physical fitness has not dropped much.

Victor stomped on Kunz's foot!The one without the shoe, and quickly stamped a second foot while struggling.

"Let go!" Victor, who had always been calm and determined, finally turned grim. His left hand could no longer hold Kunz's right hand. Now he was hugged by Kunz, and he started to hurt. have to work harder.

Kunz: QAQ nail cap off!It hurts!Can't let go!

His skills and combat experience were far behind Victor's. Victor even teased and ridiculed him in the first half.

The torn clothes wrapped around his feet had been kicked to nowhere. The nail of Kunz’s big toe was trampled off by Victor, and the blood kept flowing out. Half of his foot was soon full. It was his own blood, and one after another darker footprints appeared on the black ground.

Stamping didn't do much, Victor started kicking Kunz instead, kneeling him!

The first time he hit Kunz's thigh, the second time Kunz realized it, hugged Victor again and hit the wall, but Victor still wanted to kick him.

Kunz lived in a mess of various fighting methods in his head, including what he learned in this world, and various action movies he watched on Blue Star.He... jerked his head back, and then swung it forward as fast as he could!

"Boom!" Victor's forehead collided with Kunz's, and Victor raised half of his leg and put it down.It was his head that moved the head hammer first, not his brain. Kunz himself was a little dizzy, but he could bear it, and Victor's reaction showed that - my head is harder than his!

"Boom!" Kunz hit Victor's temple the second time. Although Victor's eyes were open, he lost focus and his head tilted back uncontrollably.

Kunz let go of Victor. Suddenly, Victor rolled over to the right. Kunz hurriedly stretched out his hand and only grabbed Victor's left foot. The protective sword was drawn out, and he stabbed backwards.

Kunz's current action was to bend over and grab Victor's left foot, facing the oncoming sword point, he did not choose to let go and dodge, but let out a low growl, and stood up relying on the strength of his legs!Victor was pulled off balance, and the sword only scratched Kunz's arm, and then, Victor's disaster came.

Because, even with the close-fitting chain mail, his weight of more than 200 kilograms is really not heavy for Kunz.

As soon as Kunz stood up straight, he grabbed his feet and swung them up!

"Bang!" "Crack!" "Pong!"

Kunz swung the man out of the afterimage, and even pointed at the corner of the wall!

Everyone who thought of Kunz's pills just a second ago is in a complicated mood at this moment.

"Hahahahaha!" Muchel's eyes sparkled, he laughed, whistled and clapped frantically.

"Gajigejigeji!" Wan was also applauding, but the sound of his applause was also gejigeji...not enthusiastic at all, okay? !

Victor's entourage looked ugly and clenched their fists, but they still abide by the rules of noble duels, "Only the relatives and friends of the dead side are eligible to enter the arena for honor revenge", that is, no one is dead, and no one is allowed to fight. To intervene—but the bigger reason is Muchel's reputation. It is not news that nobles bully one side to death in a holy duel.

Victor was able to protect his head and face with his arms at first, but after a few rounds, the fracture made him unable to support and protect himself, and the wall he hit left a hideous bloodstain.

Finally, Kunz stopped his violent attack out of breath, Victor fell to the ground with a bang, Kunz walked over and turned him over.

Before the duel, Victor was still a handsome guy. After all, the bloodline improvement of the nobility has gone through thousands of years, but now he is completely unrecognizable. To put it more imaginatively, his face has been flattened, his straight nose is crooked, and his eyebrows are crooked. The bones were broken, and judging from the twisted lips, he was missing a few teeth.

"I...admit defeat..." Before Kunz could ask, Victor had already admitted defeat vaguely.

Kunz nodded. He glanced at Victor's feet as he left, but he still didn't do anything and walked towards Muchelle.

Mussel opened his arms, gave Kunz a hug, and rubbed his head: "Good job, kid."

Kunz asked Mussel when he got a little further away, "I thought you would scold me."

"Why should I scold you?"

"It's too ugly for me to win, not chivalrous."

"What did Moria teach you?" Muchel showed a look of disgust, "Victory is victory, and surviving the battle of life and death is the most perfect demeanor, there is no distinction between ugly or ugly."

Kunz smiled, completely relaxed.

In case of a blink of an eye, although Kunz won is really ugly, but Victor's stepping and crotch kicking methods are also considered dirty tricks, and he used them very naturally. At that time, it seemed that he was still laughing. (Winning or losing is second to none, Kunz was almost abolished, why is this guy still laughing?) I always feel that Kunz's "knight demeanor" is not a knight in this world~

"You didn't take the guy's boots because of chivalry?"

"No, I'm afraid he has athlete's foot." So he took a look and gave up.

"Emmm...you're right. Well, there's Big Bob's Chamber of Commerce up ahead! See if there are any shoes for sale there? At least buy you a pair of wooden shoes."

On the other side, someone knelt down beside Victor to check his injuries, but this person was not his follower. He had the same black hair and black eyes as Victor, and was more mature and stable than Victor: "I said , don't be a fuss. Don't mess with golden Selfie, at least while he's alive."

"Why... choose... him..."

"You think Manton had other options besides him? Like our father? Only the kind of fool who doesn't understand the cost."

"..."

"Manton has at most seven or eight years to live. Our family has also married Meng Luofei, and Meng Luofei's blood is on his body. After seven or eight years, you will become the owner of that piece of land." He said softly Touching Victor's blood-stained hair, "That boy from a humble background will pay the price he deserves for his arrogance."

If Kunz knew what some people said, he would probably want to smash his broken boots in the face.

Who is provoking whom?Who stretched out his face and asked to be beaten?

He didn't know, although he more or less understood that if he beat the son of the two dukes, there would be trouble.

Like...the door to Big Bob's Chamber of Commerce closed against him.

This is as it should be, the amount of commercial tax is determined by the lord himself, this is not a big chamber of commerce, once Duke Huerta hates it, he can only leave Tarian City in despair.

"Probably when you first came, he didn't know who you were."

"I think so too." Seeing Kunz breathing in, Mussel thought he was upset by anger, and just wanted to comfort him, Kunz crossed his hips, puffed out his chest and began to shout loudly, "Businessmen on this street Gentlemen! I am Kunz Monrofi! I have just had six thousand slaves in my domain! I want to buy cloth! Buy livestock! Buy food! I have the skin of a giant snake mother for payment! A whole piece! And brother The magic crystal produced by Brin! There are medicinal herbs! There are hides of monsters and ordinary animals! Come if you are interested!"

Kunz's clothes were covered with sword scratches and bloodstains, his face was covered with ashes, and his face also had a sword wound, his hair rope was gone, his black half-long hair was messy, and one foot was still stained with blood. But he seemed to be indifferent to these things, circling around on the main commercial street, and yelled three times with his voice open, (⊙X⊙) Muchelle and Wan were shocked at all.

"High-end residences can be soundproofed." After Kunz finished shouting, Muchelle "said an extra word".

"Cough!" Kunz roared hoarsely, "It doesn't matter, as long as someone hears it, it will be a profit for us."

What you earn is not money, but an opportunity.

"I'm sorry to make you come here in vain."

[It can’t be said that, we still have a lot to gain. ] The biggest thing is to know the dire situation of the Barony of Monroe, which is good news for the florists. If you ignore the magic tide that Kunz frightened them at the beginning, the florists are at an advantage between the two sides of the cooperation, but Of course, the florists will not bring this advantage up, or show off their power as a guard of honor, it just makes the florists more relaxed in cooperation [Is the captain your partner? ]

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

"Is your throat so uncomfortable? I'll get you a glass of honey water." Muchel patted Kunz on the back, and at the same time looked at other shops with obviously malicious eyes.

"It's okay! It's okay. No, don't get me wrong!"

Muchelle: "?"

Just in case [oh. ]→_→I believe you will be blamed.

Not seeing the businessman, the three of them could only walk out, preparing to go home.If you see a smoking place on the road, there are many people carrying small wooden basins or small clay pots towards it. Judging by their expressions and their walking speed, they are definitely not there to fight the fire. Before he can open his mouth, he has already heard Kunz asked, "What's there for?"

"That's the bakery."

"Bakery? The life of the people here is better than I thought."

"Why do you say that?"

"So many people can afford to pay for bread."

"No, you misunderstood. These people went to heat up the food, or at least get some hot water to go home."

"Ah..." Kunz suddenly realized.

"In the residential area of ​​a general city, there will be a bakery. After the baker finishes baking the bread he needs to sell, the bakery will be released. Residents around it can use the oven to heat their own food or hot water. After all, the wild is too dangerous, and it is not easy for urban residents to obtain firewood. Heating in winter is a must, but other than that, it is better to minimize going out. Hasn’t Monroe used to?”

Kunz searched carefully in the original owner's memory: "I seem...to have seen a smoking bakery, but I have never left the castle in the past. I don't know that the bakery is still useful."

This is quite good, but how about watching ancient movies and TV series in Europe when I was still in Blue Star, and bakers are often considered a decent and noble profession?In this case, the baker is indeed in power.

Observing the situation in Tarian City all the way, Kunz and Wandian asked various questions alternately.

The city also has no drainage system. Mussel also said, "What is a drainage system? I have never heard of it." However, there are special manure pickers in the city. Their job is to push a cart full of hay into the city in the morning. In cities, when you see feces, cover them with straw, and transport the dirty straw out of the city at night.

The author has something to say: Kunz: (;д;) blue thin, jiojio hurts

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