On the day of the celebration, there was a noisy scene in Santa City.
The treetops and storefronts on the roadside are decorated with colorful ribbons, and there are brightly dressed people everywhere.
Today, when the demonic disaster continues for four years, ordinary people really need a reason to cheer up. Therefore, even the common people wear their best clothes.
Stan's office also changed its previous stingy image and became extremely generous.
In the morning, exquisite food began to be distributed on the streets, including white bread, mead, and even cakes and snacks.
It is conceivable that even free people may not be able to afford such an exquisite meal.
At the place where the gift was given, looting inevitably occurred. If a team of heavily armed elite soldiers had not been immediately there to maintain order, the chaos would have expanded.
"Lu... Luen, I... I'm a little nervous!"
Baron Timo was wearing a tuxedo with a lot of pleated lace decorations on the side of the collar. In Fang Yuan's opinion, he looked like a samba dancer. The most important thing was that he had a layer of white powder on his face - according to the etiquette of the palace. According to the teacher, this is the attire that an orthodox noble should wear.
Compared with clothing, various wedding etiquettes were very complicated. Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel lucky that he was just marrying the daughter of a baron and there were not so many rules.
"Don't worry, no love rival will dare to show up today, otherwise you will be doing something wrong with the Grand Duke!"
Fang Yuan encouraged with a smile.
"I... what I'm afraid of is not that someone will challenge me, but that there are so many etiquettes that I'm afraid I won't be able to remember... "
Teemo looked like he was about to cry.
"The etiquette officer next to you will remind you about this!"
The former baroness walked in and glanced at Fang Yuan with reproach in her eyes.
Ever since she knew that Fang Yuan left Tanya alone in the territory and came to Santa City alone, she had never given Fang Yuan a good look.
"Actually, if she knew about the danger in Santa City, she would probably be the first to escape, right?"
Fang Yuan watched with cold eyes, knowing that the Baroness's mentality had changed slightly during the past few years of being in power, and she was nostalgic for power.
If it were a unified feudal dynasty, the queen mother would even poison her own son in order to continue to listen to politics behind the curtain.
Of course, this was not the case here, and with the support from the office, the Baroness had to leave sadly.
However, her temper is not very good.
Fang Yuan was lucky. Those maids and servants, these geniuses were really unlucky. If they didn't pay attention, they would be scolded bloody.
"Let's go, it's time for the celebration to begin!"
The Baroness stepped forward, looked at Teemo with critical eyes, and immediately took his hand: "You have a lot to do today! It's time to go!"
"OK!"
Teemo moved his lips, but chose to obey out of habit.
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and followed.
Today, he only wore a white suit, with a noble robe on the outside, and a long sword at his waist. He looked very capable and chic.
The group of people got on the carriage and arrived at the celebration venue not long after.
"In order to celebrate the festival and the wedding of Mirelai and his daughter, Grand Duke Stan has specially decided to hold a competition!"
Looking at the huge crowd of people outside, Fang Yuan couldn't help but frown.
At this time, the customs of the Principality of Stan were very similar to those in the ancient West. Major festivals often included competitive games and performances.
For example, this time, Grand Duke Stan was determined to organize a big event. The competition included not only archery and long-distance running in the traditional sense, but also martial arts duels that could demonstrate personal bravery, and three hundred Stan gold coins were prepared for the champion. A heavy reward, this is enough to make some extraordinary people die.
When Fang Yuan and others entered, the competition in the venue also reached the final.
The noise gathered into a wave that almost toppled the roof of the shed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's enter the final showdown. The winner will receive the title of warrior conferred by Grand Duke Stan himself, as well as three hundred Stan gold coins!"
In the middle of the field, a master of ceremonies roared hysterically: "The first is the contestant on my left, the 'Barbarian' Will from the Wilderness Wilderness. His hands can strangle a giant bear. He has always solved the battle neatly before!"
"The warrior on my right is Jaffa from the southern swamps! He is a warrior with superb martial arts skills and is good at using various weapons to defeat his opponents!"
"Will, kill him!"
"Jeffa, I'll buy what you win!"
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In the venue, the atmosphere of the audience was teased to its peak, filled with a sense of fanaticism.
Being in such an environment is like being in a furnace.
Amid many hot or jealous looks, Fang Yuan and others went up to the high platform. The people sitting here were all nobles from the Principality of Stan. It was obviously different from the crowded environment around them. Everyone had a comfortable chair, and there were servants and servants around them. The maid serves.
"Haha... Teemo, and Rune, come up quickly!"
In the center of the nobles, there is the Grand Duke Stan, who is like a star holding the moon in his arms.
He held up the golden wine glass and watched the battle in the audience with interest: "Why don't you guess, who will win this time?"
"I... I think it's Will. He clearly has the upper hand!"
Teemo looked at the competition stage. At this time, Will, wielding a huge ax, had already cornered Jaffa in a panic.
"What about you, Rune Knight?"
Grand Duke Sta looked at Fang Yuan with a playful look.
"If there's a bet, I'll beat Jie Fa!" Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with golden light and he replied with a smile.
"Haha... No matter who of them wins, I have decided to give him the supreme honor and let him attend my daughter's wedding!"
Grand Duke Stan laughed and said.
At this moment, many exclamations suddenly came from the audience.
Under Teemo's horrified gaze, Jaffa, who was forced into a desperate situation, flew towards Will like a poisonous snake, wrapping his legs around his opponent's neck and twisting violently.
Click!
The heartbreaking sound of bone cracking could not be suppressed even by the noisy venue.
The referee stepped forward to take a look, shook his head immediately, and announced the result loudly: "The winner...Jeffa from the Southern Swamp!"
"Jeffa!"
"Jeffa!"
In an instant, the entire square was boiling with excitement. The audience shouted Jiefa's name, while those who had made the wrong bet threw their certificates into the air with disgust.
"Be quiet!"
Archduke Stan stepped forward and pressed his hands slowly.
Click!
Many soldiers moved in unison, with invisible majesty, and it was more likely that a transcendent person was secretly exerting influence, causing the entire venue to become silent.
"My people!"
Grand Duke Stan spoke slowly, his voice amplified by magic and became audible from a distance: "Today...who is the hero in the arena?"
"Jeffa! Jeffa!"
"Yes, Jaffa, in the name of Grand Duke Stan, I canonize you as a Lord of Honor and a Warrior of the Principality! You will gain wealth and unimaginable glory!"
Grand Duke Stan's face turned red: "I announce that Jaffa will be allowed to attend my daughter's wedding and today's palace dinner! Let us cheer for him!"
"The Grand Duke!"
Amidst the cheers, Jiefa stepped forward awkwardly, looking like a dark man, and knelt down humbly.
"Take it, you deserve it!"
Grand Duke Stan nodded, and the attendant next to him immediately threw a bulging bag of gold coins over.
"Okay, it's time to get down to business!"
After Grand Duke Stan finished doing this, he waved to Teemo. Among the nobles in the palace, a veiled girl came forward surrounded by many maids.
"Go!"
Fang Yuan gave a gentle push from behind, causing Teemo to step forward involuntarily.
"Baron Shawshank, your family has been loyal to the Crown for generations and has fulfilled the obligations of a baron in the duchy. According to the previous sacred agreement, I will betroth my favorite pearl, Mirelai, to you..."
Grand Duke Stan said with a red face.
At this moment, Fang Yuan turned around consciously and saw a group of death priests slowly coming forward, led by an old man wearing a golden crown.
"The Pope of Death?"
With keen detection, he immediately felt the hostility of the other party.
"Sir Rune!"
The Pope slowed down when he saw Fang Yuan: "I heard that you inherited Glendon's legacy? You took up the legendary profession - Calamity Knight?"
"indeed so!"
Fang Yuan nodded.
"So, is that rumor true? To advance as a natural disaster knight, you need undead and resentment?"
While the old Pope was speaking, Fang Yuan frowned and felt at least six waves of lies-detecting spells falling on him: "Indeed!"
"Death is my Lord's domain!"
The old pope made a declaration, but did not continue to pester, but strode forward to the venue.
As the officiant today, he still has many more important things to do.
However, a few archbishops stayed around Fang Yuan, with cold looks in their eyes.
Daniel is among them.
"Luen, you made a big mistake!"
At this time, his heart was full of joy: "You have blasphemed your soul and have offended my Lord's domain. Even as an ally, His Majesty the Pope will never let you go!"
For the sake of profit, the Death Church can cooperate with the principality.
And the Principality of Stan may not be willing to offend a large church just for the sake of a quasi-legend! In other words, it is easy to make a decision when weighing interests!
"In fact, the Pope has contacted the Archduke before. Knight of Runes, do you know that you have been abandoned? And the price paid by the church is just to transfer part of the benefits!"
Daniel laughed silently in his heart: "Of course, you still have a little bit of use value, so the Pope decided to let you use your remaining energy to fight for the principality until the last moment, and then judge you!"
As a warrior, what would it be like to fight until the last moment, only to be attacked from behind
This kind of revenge is truly happy and thorough.