Chapter 1041 'Bujin Festival' IV

The selection for the third round of the "War God Festival" in Windmill City is still easy for Dean.

In fact, facing a group of warriors whose strength was only between knights and grand knights, Dean could crush all of them with one finger with his eyes closed.

However, in order not to attract people's attention, Dean could only deliberately suppress his strength.

And Delsac's luck is still good.

The young man who was completely rested in the second round unexpectedly faced the samurai who finished the battle in the second round.

The scarred and exhausted opponent was no match for the young man at all. After a few swings of the mace, the young man entered the final round.

However, the teenagers were not happy about it.

Especially when there were bursts of boos around.

De Canron has an obsession with fighting beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and in this obsession, honor and so on also appear.

What the young man did before was totally dishonorable.

"The next battle, show your strength, everything will be solved!"

said Dean.

For the favor of the young man in front of him, Dean couldn't help reminding him.

Immediately afterwards, the young man became full of fighting spirit again.

"It's so simple!"

Dean smiled and stepped onto the ring again.

The fourth round of battle was randomly selected from the remaining nine players in the third round.

Simply put, as long as two people are eliminated, the rest will all advance.

As for who is eliminated?

That still depends on luck.

And Dean, who was the loudest, was regarded as the champion.

Seeing Dean walking on the stage, the faces of the people around him looked ugly.

None of them wanted to confront Dean.

...

De Canlon,

City Temple.

Among the resplendent and resplendent, there is an inextinguishable light shining on everything.

On the throne made of gold, Merdili, whose divine light was slightly dimmed, looked at the crystal ball in his hand, and a series of pictures appeared on it.

"Damn Zelgon, Lionel and Liz-Eir!"

Seeing the arrangement of the three false gods outside De Canlon, Meldily's expression changed again and again. Finally, the false god gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I will be impulsive? Wait until I recover my strength. I will come back again." I will settle accounts with you one by one!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until then!"

A deep and powerful voice sounded.

"who?"

Merdili's complexion changed, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

However, as a figure walked out of the shadows, Merdili became surprised. Then, get angry.

"Reildland? Disrespectful fellow!"

Merdili narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the tall and strong man in front of him.

He said like this: "Do you think I have no strength to fight back now? Even you, a mere mortal, dare to offend me like this!"

After the words fell, the radiance of God on Merdili's body shone brightly again.

Great pressure appeared on Reidland.

But, surprisingly. Ridland didn't take a step back.

Even, he continued to take a few steps forward calmly, and didn't stop until he was in front of Merdili.

"What are you going to do?"

This time, Merdili panicked. He looked at Reidland who was close at hand, clenched the long sword in his hand, and pointed it straight at him.

"I have brought Your Majesty's will!"

Seeing Mertily's ugly face, Ridland's silent eyes did not move at all, and his words were as calm as before.

"Quentin? What purpose?"

Mel Dilly tried his best to maintain his majesty.

However, the furrowed brow expressed his confusion at the moment.

His spokesmen were all killed by Rieldland.

so. He was extremely angry and made a representation to Quentin, and Reildland was imprisoned.

This is something that happened not long ago!

That's why Merdili was surprised and angry when he saw Reidland who suddenly appeared, and became panicked when he found that the other party could resist Kamuy.

Because the two sides have enmity.

However, Mel Dili also believed that Quentin would not perfunctory him.

Even though Quentin is so powerful, one thing is well known, and that is integrity.

Even if Quentin kills and destroys. But for what has been said, it absolutely counts.

Mel Dili believed that Quentin would not break the only virtue in himself in Rieldland.

However, the appearance of Reidland seemed to indicate something.

This made Merdili have some guesses.

And such speculation. But Mertily had a bad feeling.

However, Merdily didn't show it.

"Kill Dean Ken Zelgon!"

Reidland recounted.

"Kill Dean Ken Zelgon? He came to De Canron?"

Merdiri repeated such words, and then looked at Reidland with a scrutinizing gaze.

The next moment, Merdili laughed.

"That guy is my enemy, of course it's no problem to kill him. But that guy's strength is beyond imagination, even the 'Sunfire' is not afraid, I have no way to fight him, even in De Canron !So, I need Quentin's help!"

He said so.

"no problem!"

Ridland threw a dimensional bag to Mel Dilly.

After slightly inspecting the items inside, Merdili couldn't help laughing.

"With these, it is enough for me to recover from my injuries quickly! However, if I want to kill that guy in a real sense, I am afraid that Quentin will need to take action in person. Of course, I will help wholeheartedly!"

Mel Dili said seriously.

"Naturally! Your Majesty will arrive soon!"

Reidland said, turned around and walked towards the shadow again.

Not even a word of goodbye.

This made Merdilli look a little ugly.

However, soon, Merdili returned to normal.

He checked the potions and items in that dimension bag again.

With his ability, he was naturally able to tell the authenticity of these medicines and items, without leaving any behind.

Quentin obviously knew this too.

However, Quentin's approach made Merdili curious.

"Zelgang and Quentin have a grudge?"

Merdilly thought about it.

After a while, a meaningful smile appeared.

...

The selection of the 'War God Festival' in Windmill City is over.

Delsac faced Dean to guard the ring, and still walked up, and then. Dedicated a very exciting battle for the public.

The boos turned into cheers.

Let even the young people who are eliminated be smiling.

"You could have gone to the capital!"

Zaku looked at Delsak who came out after the game, and complained a little.

"But I hope that I can have no regrets. The honor I want must not be obtained by luck! If that is the case, I don't want even the greatest honor!"

The young man said with his own stubbornness.

Zhagu looked at the young man in front of him, didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

"Then stick to it!"

Zaku said so.

"yes!"

The young man shouted loudly.

And Dean, who stood aside and looked at the two, was smiling from beginning to end.

Although Delsac appears childish. But Dean appreciates it.

Because...he couldn't do it himself.

Dean always believes that luck is also a kind of strength.

So is Zaku apparently.

However, because of this, the two were infected by the sincerity of the young man.

"Ed, I'm going back to the village with Delsac! For the next battle, you will go on the road alone, but the city lord will arrange everything, and we will go hunting together after the 'War God Festival' is over!"

Zaku bids farewell to Dean.

"OK!"

Although Dean knew that such a hunt would never happen. But he still replied with a smile.

"Brother Ed, please let me train with you when you come back!"

Delsac begged.

"Um!"

Dean nodded as well.

Then, he watched the two of them leave Windmill City in a car pulled by a camel dragon.

The 'War God Festival' in Windmill City is over, if you stay any longer, you will have to pay for it yourself.

Although Zaku and Delsac are not too poor, if they can save, it is better to save.

What's more, Rhino Village is not far from Windmill City.

After watching the shadow of the trailer disappear, Dean turned and walked back.

but. When they walked to the gate of the city, they met a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper.

"Your Excellency Ed!"

The other party first bowed and saluted, and then continued: "The city lord has prepared a dinner for the winners. Please attend on time!"

Speaking of which, an invitation card appeared in front of Dean.

"OK!"

Dean nodded and accepted the invitation.

The middle-aged man dressed as a butler saluted again before turning around and leaving.

"Nowhere can escape these!"

Dean looked at the invitation in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then, he threw the invitation aside casually.

Regarding the dinner of the city lord, Dean knew what it meant without going there.

Nothing more than two points.

First. Facing the guidance and cheers of the "War God Festival" competition in the capital.

The second is to win over!

Those who can win among the tens of thousands of people under the jurisdiction of Windmill City, even if some are lucky, must have considerable ability themselves.

As a lord, he would naturally not let these talents go.

Similarly, these talents are also willing to serve the lord.

Only, Dean is different.

His original purpose is not these.

So, Dean wasn't going to the dinner party.

Although this will offend the city lord, it does not prevent Dean from continuing to go to the capital to participate in the 'War God Festival'.

Tens of thousands of people witnessed the result, and even the lord could not easily modify it.

So, after throwing away the invitation, Dean walked towards the hotel.

However, before reaching the hotel, Dean stopped and looked to the side.

"Hey, it's inappropriate for you to behave like this!"

A figure standing in the corner sighed again and again.

first update~

The decadent dog had infusions and injections, and it has been four days, and there is still no improvement...

Looking at the dog's uncomfortable appearance, all kinds of discomforts in the decadent heart! (To be continued.)

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