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Downstairs, the envoys and consuls all arrived in front of the palace gate, turned around and waved to the window where Dylan was.

Dylan waved at them too, feebly, all hope remaining in his heart was shattered.

The consul told him that he must stay in the palace.

"Are you really afraid of the threat of the Paladin Commander?" Dylan asked before.

"It's not that I'm afraid." The consul buried his head in packing up his things, "but...you really don't think too much, kid." Turning his head, the consul said seriously, "As the chief of the paladins said, this is a serious matter. But small. If he goes before His Majesty and blames us for all his faults, His Majesty will definitely be furious. You may think this kind of competition is stupid, but it is the key to breaking the deadlock between the Holy See and the government."

Dylan was slightly taken aback. Hearing this, if this matter is not handled properly, the relationship between the two parties may deteriorate?

The consul packed the last item, picked up the package and went outside.Dylan came to his senses and quickly followed.

"But Mr. Consul, are you leaving with the other emissaries too?" Dylan begged, "Please don't leave me alone."

The Consul patted him on the shoulder, "Silly boy, why did you stay alone?" Dylan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the Consul immediately said, "Dingler will stay too. You two just happen to be companions." , no one needs to be afraid of being lonely.”

"..."

Out of politeness, Dylan carried the luggage for the consul. When the consul was sent downstairs, the messengers outside had already gathered and mounted the horses they had used when they came.Only the one missing him.Dylan concealed his disappointment, hunched up with his luggage, and waited for the consul to slowly walk over.

"Bon voyage, everyone," Dylan said to the crowd, receiving several nods.

The consul approached the horse, turned around and sighed, "You are a sensible boy, Dylan. Among the contestants this year, you are the youngest one, so I took extra care of you, but I didn't expect that such a trouble would happen now. All your efforts are in vain.”

Dylan was a little confused, "Take extra care of me?"

The Consul began to smile with indescribable meaning.This expression can be called inscrutable.Dylan always felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help thinking.Is there any need for the consul to take extra care of him?They are obviously adults.

unless……

Dylan's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the consul with disbelief, "No, you won't...you interfered with my game?"

"I dare not say what I interfered with," the consul laughed. "I just said hello to Repa and told him to take it easy on you."

……how come?So he didn't win by strength at all?Dylan clenched his fists, full of unacceptable.

"Impossible...Why did Repa agree to let you release the water? He has no reason to do so."

"Everyone has what they need, and Repa is no exception. He can live comfortably on his salary, but if he wants to marry a wife and have children in this royal city, he must buy a good real estate. Other expenses will be a headache." The Consul said, seeing Dylan's face looking sour, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I know you are stubborn, so you definitely don't agree with my approach. But I just want to win The score is even, it’s just for the Holy See to save face, besides..."

Thinking of the situation at that time, the Consul's tone became a little helpless, "I made an agreement with Repa, once I send out a hidden signal, he will pretend to fall and give you a chance to win, but the development of the matter is unexpected, you actually He snatched his sword directly without waiting for my signal. Although you are small, you have a lot of momentum."

Dylan stared blankly at the consul, and was comforted for a while, but he didn't listen to a word.

All he could think about was the act of the consul bribing Repa to release him. Although the game was over before Repa had time to release the water, this was not the point.The point is, the consul never believed in his strength from beginning to end, and didn't think he had the ability to defeat his opponent.

Considering that the consul always likes to order him to do chores, don't you just think he is useless?

Dillon barely suppressed the turmoil in his heart, went upstairs and returned to his room, watching the crowd ride to the palace gate.

He even waved his hand, as if unaffected by the consul's words.

But after they were completely gone, Dylan slammed down on the solid wall, his joints stinging but he didn't realize it.

If the Holy See judged him to be so incompetent, why did he send him to the competition?Are you not afraid that he will discredit the Holy See?

Hiding his resentment, Dylan caught a glimpse of the long sword standing beside him, and simply reached out and grabbed it.

This is Leipa's sword. Since it was taken by him, it has not been returned to its original owner.the reason is simple.I wanted to return the sword when Leipa woke up, but now that Leipa's temperament has changed drastically and he is forbidden to touch sharp weapons, the sword was handed over to him for safekeeping.

This is a good sword that has drunk the blood of thousands of people.

In the room, Dylan couldn't find room to use it, so he went out and hacked in the open grass.

It's not that he has never learned swordsmanship, the fact is just the opposite, but now he is not practicing swordsmanship, nor is he in the mood to practice swordsmanship.

He's just venting.

"what!"

With this loud shout, the half-height ornamental rock was forcibly split into cracks.

At the same time, Dylan felt his wrist go numb from the shock, which showed how strong the recoil was.

Dylan rubbed his wrist regretfully and stopped to rest.

At this moment, a rough voice came from behind.

"Why bully a stone?"

Turning around, Dylan saw the commander of the paladin coming from a distance, and the weapon at his waist was raised in his hand.Before he could stand in front of Dylan, he slowly drew his sword and threw out an invitation.

"Since you know how to use a sword, why don't you spar with me."

real or fake?Dylan was taken aback.

The chief paladin wants to compete swords with an envoy of the Holy See?

No one would believe it if it was spread out... Not to mention the huge difference in status between the two, just because they are competing in swordsmanship, a skill that paladins have a natural advantage in, can be said to be bullying...

However, he is not easy to bully.

Dylan clenched the hilt of his sword and raised his head to signal the opponent to come forward.

When the paladin commander stepped into the attack range, he suddenly jumped up and launched a surprise attack.

The battle song is played instantly!

Facing the active attack, the paladin leader didn't evade and retreat, but successfully blocked it by moving his sword lightly.Dylan turned to the left and drew out his sword, attacking the paladin's ribs, but was still blocked by him.After that, there were a few more tricks, all of which seemed to be painless.The paladin commander didn't even move a single step.

Observing this, Dylan took a breath, but he was not reconciled to being too disadvantaged.

He is not willing to use magic, after all, in his opinion, since it is a swordsmanship competition, it should be a sword fight.

Dylan didn't believe that he couldn't hit the Paladin Commander with a single blow, so he gathered his energy and ran wildly.

Dylan was extremely fast. He was chased all over the ground by Repa before, but because of lack of stamina, he was always caught up by Repa's latecomers. Now he just took advantage of the short distance and cut towards the enemy.

Even though the paladin leader could take over this move, Dylan couldn't stand it and quickly dodged, leaping around to attack.

The paladin leader had to start turning his body, and his center of gravity shifted according to Dylan's attack direction. Defense was always half a beat slower than offense, and he could only barely withstand the storm.At first glance, it seems to be suppressed and difficult to parry.

However, he has gone through a lot of hard work, how could he let Dylan take the lead so easily, and immediately turned from defense to offense, and swung a sword at Dylan.

That sword wasn't as fast as Dylan's, but extremely stable and heavy. It was obviously just an ordinary blow, but it contained explosive power.Dylan dodged in a hurry, but felt the fierce wind blowing through his body, cutting his limbs with pain, and immediately let out a low hiss.

"Did I hurt you?" asked the paladin commander sharply.

Dylan gritted his teeth, "That's not the case."

After all, he stepped forward and attacked the lower plate.

The paladin dealt with it hastily a few times, then put his sword back into its sheath.

"Okay, that's it, don't hurt yourself."

The enemies had already put down their weapons, so Dylan naturally had no reason to continue fighting.Dylan had no choice but to put down his sword, and lowered his head in confusion.He didn't even hit the Paladin Commander.Is it because the opponent is too strong, or is this the reality, he is really so weak?

Maybe the Consul was right, how could a piece of trash like him defeat a paladin with his real skills.Sending him to compete is just for show.Maybe Repa went crazy before the game started, so he just picked up a leak...

"Messenger, your sword skills are beyond my expectation."

Dylan raised his head abruptly, and glanced across in confusion.

What's the meaning?Unexpected, that is, didn't expect his sword skills to be so bad, right?Of course, to the leader of the Paladins, a man with medals on his walls, he was a clown.God Moen, where did he get his self-confidence before, thinking that he could also be a warrior, and dare to complain about the status quo?

"I rarely see you like this."

The paladin leader pondered, thinking about how to make a statement.

As an envoy, Dylan's swordsmanship and agility, despite his weaknesses, are still outstanding, not inferior to the paladins at all.

To be honest, he regretted that he made that sword seriously just now.Usually when he trains with his subordinates, he will control his strength so as not to accidentally injure his teammates.He swore early on that his sword would only strike the enemy.And he did.

Anyone who can make him serious is basically a dying person.

Dylan's ability to avoid that sword is enough to show Dylan's strength.

After a while, the chief paladin finally organized his words and was about to praise the little messenger, but he saw Dylan suddenly backed up, turned around and ran away with a look of extreme collapse.

……What's going on here?

The paladin commander rubbed his cheek in confusion.

Could it be that his ugly face frightened people?

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