Royal Arena, in the luxury box on the top floor.
The young Emperor His Majesty Cru Fernando (Fernando XIII) heard the enthusiastic shouts of the audience outside the box, and couldn't help but smile. He turned sideways and said to Luke, the Imperial Finance Minister sitting next to him. Said: "It seems that Farasi's team is very popular with others. Listen, there are shouts for her outside."
Luke quickly stood up and replied respectfully: "Faras is just a little lucky. Her first two opponents are not very strong."
"Don't be modest," a middle-aged man next to Luke interrupted: "The Plantagenet family is an ancient family on the mainland, and their strength is not bad."
Luke glanced at the middle-aged man who interrupted, and said lightly: "Chad, you can't say that. If ancient history means strong strength, then the Royal Knights has only been established for more than 200 years."
After listening to Luke's words, Chad Reeves coughed quickly. As the Imperial Minister of State, he and Luke have been fighting openly and secretly for more than ten years, so they are naturally very familiar with each other. If he wanted to refute Luke's words, it would be difficult to avoid involving the Royal Knights, the most trusted group of His Majesty the Emperor. Chad didn't want to go back to do such a thankless task, so he coughed a few times and let it go.
The young Fernando XIII was wise and courageous, and he naturally knew the thoughts between Luke and Chad. However, for the ruler of the empire, it was more conducive to his rule to have conflicts among his subordinates. If the people below are connected together, I am afraid that I will not have a good life. Regarding the emperor's mental skills, every crown prince in the empire has already started to learn when he is seven years old.
Fernando XIII smiled and said to Victor who was sitting behind Luke: "Master Victor, Faras is your disciple. What do you think the outcome will be today?"
Victor knows Faras' Leis team well. Don't say five versus five, Ryan alone is enough to defeat Simeone's team, but naturally he can't say this clearly. Keeping a low profile is not only Ryan's rule, but also his. Victor's Code.
Victor did not stand up, but just sat on the chair and bowed slightly - this was his privilege as the Royal Archmage - and said in a calm tone: "Farasi's team has a relatively balanced professional mix. Facing any There are corresponding countermeasures for each situation, but their running-in time is very short, and the strength of the members in the team is uneven and lacks corresponding cooperation; Simeone's team is composed of five magicians, and their members get along day and night, and they do not hesitate to We have prepared a large number of magic scrolls and magic items, which can be said to have the greatest attack power. The power of these five intermediate magicians is almost equivalent to that of two high-level magicians... "
"So, Master Victor, you don't think highly of Faras?" Young Fernando XIII interrupted: "Why, are you so unsure of your disciple?"
"That's not true," Victor explained: "As we all know, it takes a little time for the magician's attack power to come to the spell. If Simone's team can start to release the magic attack power in a short period of time, It is difficult for Farasi and the others to compete with them; but if Farasi and the others can resist or simply strike first and suppress their opponents from casting spells, then the outcome is not certain."
Chad's voice sounded: "Master Victor, as a great magician, do you think that one magician can suppress five magicians of the same level? Farasi's team only has one magician, oh , by the way, there is also a magic apprentice, let’s call them a half-magic. How is this possible? Unless they are equipped with a large number of well-made magic items. In fact, on the contrary, their opponents are equipped with a large number of magic items. Faras and the others have almost none of these things. As for the two warriors in their team, they are just moving targets under the magic attack of the magician. It depends on whether the priest and the thief can play any role."
"So, Chad, do you have your own opinion?" Fernando XIII said to Chad with a smile: "And Bailey, don't be afraid, speak your opinion boldly."
Chad said so much, in fact, to give his son a chance to perform in front of the emperor. Now that Fernando XIII had spoken, he immediately turned sideways and motioned to Bailey, who was standing behind him, to come up.
Bailey walked a few steps calmly and stood in front of his father. He glanced at His Majesty the Emperor with his blue eyes, and then said in his magnetic voice: "Your Majesty the Emperor, respectfully Lord Luke and Master Victor, I think this is a game without any suspense. The opponent is five intermediate magicians. They have an absolute advantage in terms of cooperation and the number of magic equipment. Although the other side has a good professional mix, it is too mediocre as a whole, and some members are not as strong as their opponents, such as the little girl, whose strength is not very good; and the magic apprentice, if he has intermediate magic With the strength of the master, he can cooperate closely with Farasi, and with the addition of Bishop Ibel’s disciple Red, we may be able to deal with the opponent."
Fernando XIII nodded slightly. According to common sense, Bailey's analysis and prediction of the results were very correct. He said, "Bailey, your analysis is good."
Chad quickly said: "Your Majesty, when Bailey was studying at the Royal Academy of Magic, he also participated in the study of noble etiquette and military command."
Fernando XIII nodded and stopped talking.
Seeing the excitement on Chad and Bailey's faces, Luke almost felt pain in his stomach from laughing. He and Victor looked at each other and found that there was also a hint of joking in the other's eyes. It seemed like today's ending was certain. To the surprise of some people, Luke suddenly looked forward to seeing the faces of Chad and his son when Team Lacey won. I believe it would be wonderful.
At this moment, the horns for both sides sounded, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted to the players on both sides of the field. Victor whispered in Luke's ear: "Ibel is here too. Was it your idea?"
Luke also whispered: "That's right, you can also help me by saying a few words when the time comes."
Victor looked at Alando, who was wearing silver-white clothes in the venue, with a smile on his lips.
The Wind Wolf Druids, Assassins, and Elf Archers back then were collectively known as 'Mage Killers'. The Elf Archer could sneak attack an unsuspecting magician from five hundred yards away, using magic mithril as the main material. The magic-breaking arrows made have harvested countless magicians. As for close combat, in addition to the assassins hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to kill with one strike, the Wind Wolf magician's explosive power and lightning-fast speed are what every magician does not want to see. "
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