Chapter 66 Similar but Different Now!

duel. A sport that was once all the rage in East and West Walker. However, because too many casualties were caused. Even, it affects children. When another duel resulted in the accidental death of a child, Eastwalker reached an unprecedented agreement: no duels. Any private duel is illegal. Regardless of victory or defeat, they will bear severe legal punishment far beyond the conventional. Not only to go to jail, but also to pay a fine.  After four months of continuous strict crackdown, and the use of newspapers to control the direction of public opinion, and denouncing 'duel' as barbaric, uncivilized, and uncivilized inferior behavior, the style of duel gradually disappeared from society. However, it just disappeared among ordinary people. In places like barracks, there are still limited reservations. There is such a tradition under the command of Prince Ruitai of Siwok. Different from the orientation in the newspaper. In the military camp, the strong is king. And when there are some things, it is really difficult to judge right from wrong. So, let's fight! Bundy fought duels more than once. Counting the previous ones, this is the fourth time. He has won the first three times. And this time? He went with the determination to die. He did it to delay time. After disregarding life and death, he also wanted to throw his gloves on the opponent's face to relieve his anger. However, the opponent was able to 'suspend' the bullet. The glove thrown by him,

not excluded.

That situation was not what Bundy wanted.

Not embarrassing.

Instead, he was worried that the duel would not be established.

Now, the glove fell to the ground, which meant that the other party had to accept his invitation to a duel—if he didn't accept it, no matter what the reason was, it would damage the other party's reputation.

Under Prince Ruitai's command, this was unacceptable to any general.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the knight in front of him, people like Bundy are nothing but ants.

But there is always someone who is his equal.

There is always someone above him.

It doesn't matter if those who are on the same level as him tease him in good faith when they talk to him.

But what if it is malicious?

What if it was in front of Prince Ruitai?

In fact, the latter is yes.

Prince Ruitai's subordinates are not a place for harmonious exchanges.

compete!

everywhere!

Most of the time, it's good intentions.

But occasional malice?

As long as it wasn't too much, Prince Ruitai would turn a blind eye and pretend it didn't happen.

Bundy knew these things.

No intentional understanding.

But these things are no secret in the barracks. Some of Bundy's colleagues came to Lord during their vacations. When they drank together, these colleagues told him after drinking too much—how correct his choice was. .

Because a person with a personality like Bondi once entered Prince Ruitai's command.

That's almost courting death.

Bundy is not only upright, but also willing to speak out.

There, there is no room for Bundy to survive.

And now?

Bundy launched a challenge in order to survive.

A battle to the death.

"Come……"

"war!"

Bundy took another deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became completely firm.

"what."

"Nice look."

"I like this kind of look - those who were cut off by me are also like this."

"And you?"

"It's next."

The knight turned over and jumped off the tall horse, and strode towards Bondi.

Just as Bundy knew, when he sent an invitation to a duel, the other party would not refuse.

After being caught by others, his reputation was damaged.

Between winning a game and pretty, fame increases.

As long as there is no brain problem, everyone knows how to choose.

The knight took off his helmet as he walked.

A middle-aged face was revealed.

Scars intertwined on the face.

A long scar stretched from the left eye to the right corner of the mouth.

In addition to the first time, there are burns and bullet marks.

All in all, it's an impressive face.

Once you see it, you will never forget it.

At least, Bundy has not forgotten.

"Paschan?!"

Surprise appeared in Bundy's eyes.

Paschan, Prince Ruitai's personal guard captain.

The direct line of the lineage.

When the other party mentioned the "selection" that year, Bondi was guessing the other party's identity.

He guessed a lot of people, and once wondered if it was Paschan.

But in the end they were all denied.

Because Paschan followed Prince Ruitai closely, so it was impossible to come to Lorde.

However, the current Paschan appeared in Lord.

What is the other party coming for?

What does Lord attract each other?

The mayor's legacy?

still……

Legacy of old jazz?

This abnormality made Bondi full of vigilance.

Paschan saw the surprise in Bundy's eyes, and the captain of Prince Ruitai's personal guard grinned.

Immediately, with that increasingly ferocious face, the other party approached.

"You have surprise in your eyes, as well as speculation..."

"It looks like you know more than I thought."

"good."

"If you die like this, you will be considered valuable!"

Paschan asked while talking.

"Who will pronounce the sentence?"

"I come."

Hall stepped out, putting on a jacket.

Hall held a silver coin in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on Paschan.

"what."

"Are you going to have a duel soon?"

"Unfortunately, Bundy can no longer be your referee!"

Paschan's words stimulated Hall's temples to thump.

"To shut up!"

"Whoever loses and who wins is not sure!"

Hall yelled.

And hearing this sentence, the captain of Prince Ruitai's personal guard smiled.

Laugh loudly.

But at this moment, the black-shirted knight behind him remained silent, sitting on his horse, not even trembling the cavalry gun in his hand.

Elite!

Elite without a doubt!

Bundy glanced at the men hiding in the temporary fortifications, saying sorry from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't bring them back alive.

He, to die with them.

Hope you won't be blamed.

It took more than ten seconds for Paschan to laugh enough. After he stopped laughing, he looked at Hall with sarcasm, and said in a playful tone, "Wait until I put Bondi's head on you." In front of you, I hope you can still be so sure."

After finishing speaking, Paschan looked at Bondi.

"Originally, I wanted to leave you a whole body."

"pity……"

The malicious words contained a strong sense of provocation.

This is rhetoric.

The very obvious kind.

Normally it doesn't work.

However, it's not the same when life and death are at stake.

Pascal had seen more than one person who showed his 'true face' when life and death were at stake.

However, this time, Pascal was disappointed.

Bundy's eyes remained firm.

The anger in Hall's eyes remained undiminished, but there was no doubt.

not working?

Pascal felt a little uncomfortable, the prey he hoped to see was not like this.

Fortunately, his prey is not only Bundy and Hall.

The captain of Prince Ruitai's personal guard looked at the newcomers hiding around.

"Don't worry!"

"After I kill Bundy and Hall, it will be your turn."

"I can be regarded as revenge for you in advance."

"After all, it was the two of them who led you to your death."

Paschan's voice was more than doubled so that everyone present could hear it.

All the newcomers present heard it.

There is something steadfast.

There are some eye shakes.

Death is something that everyone fears.

Needless to say these rookies, veterans in the battlefield will have a sense of fear.

The only difference is that those battlefield veterans will learn to adapt.

What about newcomers?

There will be a stress response.

Just like those wavering people at this time.

Bundy saw it.

Hall saw it.

They have no complaints, only apologies.

What Pascal said was true.

They cannot refute.

All they can do is—

Ding!

Amid the crisp sound of metal, the coin rolled and flew into the air.

"knight……"

"Live to die!"

cried Bundy.

Pulling out the long sword and revolver at his waist, he charged directly.

They can't refute, then they can only die in front of them.

Lead by example?

Yes.

Not at all.

There is also what is called the last guardian of human beings.

Guard the home behind.

Guard the pure land in your heart.

lord.

He is naturally inferior to Sir Beta.

Whether it is fame, strength, or experience.

He's gone too far.

But one thing is the same.

He will use his life to protect 'Lord'.

This point will not change until death!

The long sword stabs straight.

Revolver aiming.

Pascal's face became clearer in front of him, and Bundy went to die calmly.

bang bang bang!

Even the revolver did not work.

The bullet was suspended in front of Paschan, unable to penetrate an inch.

The long sword that was stabbed was held in Paschan's hands.

Everything was as Bundy expected.

Bundy clenched the hilt tightly, trying to move the long sword forward.

But the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

The long sword cannot advance an inch.

Hall, who was standing aside, suddenly charged forward.

Just like that, he punched Paschan.

"what."

Paz smiled disdainfully.

The other hand easily grabbed Hall, and lifted Hall up just like that.

"Do you think the murderous intent in your eyes can hide from me?"

Pascal asked sarcastically.

"Of course, it's impossible."

"That's why I let you catch me."

"Do not!"

"I caught you!"

Hall grinned, raised his other hand, and his legs, and wrapped them tightly around Paschan's body.

The leather jacket on his body pulled with the force, revealing the explosives.

as well as……

Dynamite being ignited.

Since Bundy chose to die calmly.

He, Hall, followed closely behind.

as well...

The old jazz and attendants back then.

Pascal's expression changed.

For the first time, the captain of the personal guard of Prince Ruitai, who thought he had everything under control, felt that things were out of control.

He let go of the palm holding Bundy's long sword, ready to tear Hall off.

And Bondi let go of the sword at the same time, and hugged Paschan's arm firmly, and such a range of movements naturally made Bondi's coat lift up, revealing...

explosives.

Dynamite just like Hall.

Likewise, the fuse was lit.

This heart-to-heart scene made Hall's mouth turn up unconsciously.

Bondi looked at his old friend and smiled as well.

When the two looked at each other and smiled, Paschan's expression changed again.

His defensive force field is fine against bullets.

It's also no problem fending off some explosives.

But, so much dynamite.

That too was irresistible.

"let go!"

Pascal yelled, raised his arms, and smashed to the ground forcefully.

This hit.

Bundy and Hall are bound to die.

The two had expected it a long time ago and accepted it frankly.

wind.

Blowing the southern suburbs farm.

Those ripe ears of wheat sway back and forth.

Glittering golden in the morning sun.

Very nice.

Also, the blooming of the old jazz and Eric that night.

Bundy and Hall closed their eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

They don't have a 'blow of glory'.

But it is not without the power to fight back.

They did what they could.

In their own way, they allowed themselves to have a 'blow of glory'.

The scene at this moment is very similar to that night.

However, there are some differences.

The original bystanders have not changed.

But the strength of the bystanders...has changed.

call!

The wind suddenly picked up.

Bundy and Hall's hair was blown flying, and the skirts of their clothes were fluttering.

The excruciating pain as imagined did not appear.

With just a greeting——

"That's not what dynamite is for."

An all-too-familiar voice.

Jason!

It's Jason!

Bundy and Hall suddenly opened their eyes.

Jason appeared in front of the two of them, standing just behind Paschan, pinching the back of Paschan's neck with his palm, like pinching a mangy dog.

Bundy and Hall suddenly found out at this moment.

Paschan, who was taller than ordinary people, bowed his head more than before Jason.

When did Jason get so tall?

The two thought subconsciously.

Then, suddenly woke up.

wrong!

Why can Jason control Pascal with one hand?

It's not just Bondy and Hall who can't believe it.

Paschan himself was unbelievable.

"how is this possible?"

"I'm the fourth-order 'shield bearer' of the 'Knight'!"

"How can you, a 'night watchman' who just took office, have such great power?"

Pascal roared loudly.

Compared with Bondy and Hall before, Jason at this time was the most unacceptable to him.

Although Paschan was a slightly arrogant person, he was definitely not an arrogant person.

This time, the reason is to show such a gesture.

It's all because he investigated in advance.

The most threatening Sir Beta is dead.

The mayor, Turkang, is also dead.

Although Lord still has some "mysterious people", but for him who was promoted to the fourth level of "Knight" a month ago, it is really not enough.

What's more, he also brought a hundred black shirt knights.

There are also 1,900 cavalry troops.

That's why Paschan became arrogant.

But the scene in front of him left Paschan terrified.

After Jason pinched the back of his neck, he had no strength to resist.

"The 'Night Watchman' who just took office doesn't have such power."

"Then what about me who inherited Sir Beta's legacy and became the fifth-level 'Knight'?"

Jason said a lie with a calm face.

Pascal stared.

"No..."

Before the word 'can' came out, Paschan could only whimper.

Because Jason stuffed the explosives on Bundy and Hall's body into Paschan's mouth one by one.

Pascal struggled.

The black-shirted knights and cavalry in the distance came frantically.

Jason hummed unhurriedly——

"Of course you have to protect your own homeland... Rise up, the dead who have passed away in sorrow!"

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