Chapter 86, Change of Investigation Direction
The boxes of the arena are specially designed, and the VIP boxes cannot be seen from the ordinary auditorium located in the lower part.
So Veronica took off her high heels and sat sideways in Ryan's arms, leaning on his chest. The witch spent a lot of energy planning and thinking last night, which made her not in a good spirit.
She needs to complete this task as soon as possible to prove that she is better than Teresa.
Fortunately, there was a warm harbor by her side. In Ryan's arms, she could let go of her guard, put down her burden, and allow herself to relax a little.
The woman covered her ears in annoyance: "Oh my God, it's so noisy. Next time you come to this place, come alone, and I won't come."
"Learn to be patient, learn to be calm~ Veronica, sometimes the affairs of the outside world will not be diverted by your own will, you need to live in peace with the noise." Ryan gently hugged the cat in his arms The woman, looking at the situation in the venue: "Lops is indeed the son of Hyde, the Lord of Mosheen, and he did a good job."
"Oh? How do I think he was just being beaten?" Veronica was not interested in these wrestling fights, and she let the man wipe oil on her beautiful legs in stockings: "Can you explain to a woman who doesn't know anything?" ? My great knight?"
"Let me make an analogy like this. A person's physical strength is like a well. It has two indicators, namely the total amount of well water and the size of the bucket." Ryan said softly: "The total amount of well water represents a person's physical strength. upper limit of stamina, but this does not mean that the well water of a well can be used until the well water is dry, because in a short period of time, the amount of water that can be pumped from the well is limited, which depends on the bucket size."
"In other words, physical strength will face a small limit in a short period of time. After a burst of continuous crazy attacks, any strong person's physical strength will fall into a bottleneck for a short time, and he needs to draw water from the well again. Therefore, we knights There is a special course in the training, that is, how to find your own rhythm and avoid the negative effects of physical bottlenecks. Obviously, Lopes has also learned this course. He carefully distributes his physical energy and waits for Bennett. The opportunity for physical decline." Ryan stared at the field: "This opportunity will come soon, you see, in less than ten seconds, Lops will counterattack."
Sure enough, as Ryan said, the continuous slashing caused Bennett's physical strength to drop rapidly. Although Lopes' wooden shield was in tatters, the wandering knight still retained some physical strength. When he felt that the slashing strength weakened Afterwards, Lopes knew that the opportunity had come, and the wandering knight roared angrily. He used all his strength to slam the shield against the lower part of Bennett's wooden knife and the weak point of his arm.
The decline in physical fitness and the soreness of his arms caused Bennett, nicknamed "The Butcher", to lose control of his body. After being hit by the wooden shield, his sore hand could no longer hold the wooden knife stably, and it had to stop its attack. .
So Lopez's opportunity came.
The wandering knight directly threw the wooden shield out, and the flying shield hit Bennett's helmet. The tall gladiator stepped back a few steps, and Lops held his halberd in both hands, and began his whirlwind-like attack. batter.
The wooden halberd swept across and hit the joint between Bennett's shoulder armor and helmet. The damage to the human body caused by the sturdy wooden halberd was amazing enough. Bennett immediately launched an attack after being injured on the neck. Lopez's counterattack.
Holding the wooden knife tightly in his strong arm, he cut down from above Lopus. Lopus quickly raised the halberd and arrived. The halberd bent slightly after receiving the attack from the wooden knife.
"Look at me!" Lopes raised his hands, and the wandering knight skillfully used his technique. With the help of the elasticity of the halberd and the pressure of Bennett's wooden knife, he rebounded, and the wooden knife was bounced off by the halberd.
"The halberd strikes in a row!" Ryan watched Lopus' movements and muttered silently.
The halberd in Lopes's hand struck Bennett's head with the first vertical strike. Even through the helmet, the audience in the arena could see Bennett's painful cry and receding figure. of weakness.
With the second vertical slash of the halberd, Bennett was hit on the head again,
Under the continuous attacks of the wandering knights, everyone could see a bright red liquid flowing from the helmet, and everyone could be sure - it was definitely not watermelon juice.
What ended the fight was a sweep immediately after the second vertical chop, the halberd swept across, Bennett fell to the ground with a bang, the fight was over, Lopes stood up, and immediately a doctor entered the field to prepare for him and Ben. Nate treats.
"The gladiatorial fight is over! Today's winner is Lopus, a wandering knight from the Kingdom of Nord! Let us applaud him!" The head of the arena, Griza Stormhammer, walked forward with a big smile and presented the trophy to Lopus , declared his victory.
"Thank you!" Lops accepted the trophy and his commission amid applause. The confident wandering knight still bet on himself, which made him a lot of money. After getting the trophy, he waved excitedly at Ryan , Ryan also waved.
"Can you feel Belt's breath?" Veronica raised her head from Ryan's arms: "I didn't feel it."
"Neither have I." Ryan shook his head, but the man was not disappointed: "Belt's strength is much stronger, and it is impossible for these small fish and shrimps to lure him now, be patient, if Belter is really hiding in the arena, watch Lopez has been on a winning streak, and he won't be indifferent."
"At present, that's the only way to go." Veronica also knew that she was a little anxious.
So for three days in a row, Ryan and Veronica were investigating the situation in the arena, but the situation disappointed the two of them. For three days, Lops relied on his superb halberd skills and excellent martial arts , played the title of "Halberdier" in the arena, and took on many challenges, but to Ryan's disappointment, he still did not find any traces related to Belt.
This can only explain one problem, that is, Belt should not be in the arena.
Three days later, at nightfall, at 53 Amber Avenue.
In the dining room on the first floor, silver tableware and white candles illuminate the bright dining room. Ryan hosted a banquet for Alfred and Lopes in his new home. I told Lops and Alfred about my mission, hoping they could help me.
Lopes's young face was full of excitement. He was happy that he had the opportunity to be used, and that he could be told by Ryan what he was doing. The young wandering knight felt that his hard work for the past three days was not in vain: "So, Mr. Ryan, your goal is to find the fallen hunter Belt! I am willing to help you!"
"Thank you for your help." Ryan placed the buttered bread baked by himself and the elaborate honey-baked chicken wings and fruit salad on the table covered with a white tablecloth, while Veronica and Catherine were frying lamb chops.
The Jialan witch is different from the sorceress. She can cook by herself. Although she is not very proficient, it is no problem to make a bite for herself. Jialan's female apprentices are often responsible for cooking for the mentor and doing housework. Greta doesn't need Veronica to do things for her, so poor little Catherine has to do all the housework and Veronica just has to deal with it.
Today is Ryan's friends coming to the house, of course the witch has to cook to express.
After several people sat down, Alfred prayed a few words, and then began to eat. Lopus was still a little cautious, but gradually let go under the warm reception of Ryan and Veronica: "Thank you, Mr Lane, this is the best dinner I've ever had."
"You're welcome." Ryan thought for a while, and continued: "Have you gained anything these days? Is there any particularly powerful gladiator, or do you feel a terrible breath?"
"No." Lopes skillfully cut the steak with a knife and fork: "The three strongest gladiators in the arena, one is me, one is Bennett, and the other is Bauch. Bauch is a strong fighter." The farmer is also considered an aristocrat, he is good at using long spears, but he is quite simple, he comes to play a few games every month to earn some extra money."
"Hmm~" Ryan touched his chin, he knew that Belter was unlikely to exist in the arena.
Marienburg abides by the laws of the empire. Under the control of order, it is impossible for all monsters and snakes to enter the arena to fight. This is not a chaotic southern country or a dark elf, where even the lord will end the game. In Marienburg, not to mention legendary powerhouses, even elite humans can easily find work, and merchants are very willing to recruit them as guards. In this case, there are really only a few Small fish and shrimp can't turn over the waves.
The only possibility is that there are two strong men due to personal grievances to meet in the arena, but this is just a coincidence.
Ryan and Veronica exchanged glances. In the witch's judgment, the arena is indeed the one with the lowest probability among the three places. After Lops' three-day inspection, the arena can basically be ruled out.
"Thank you, so shall we investigate the underground tunnel first, or the Aesthetic Society?" After a big meal, Lops and Alfred were sent away, Ryan and Veronica sat together In the living room on the second floor, under the reflection of the huge chandelier and the magic floor lamp, continue to discuss what to do next.
"The division of labor between us and Vice President Jacob is that he takes the demon hunters to investigate the underground tunnels. Our task is to investigate the arena and the Aesthetic Society. Now that the arena has been explored, we should start investigating the Aesthetic Society. "Ryan analyzed the current situation.
"The Aesthetic Society is not easy to deal with, Ryan, you understand that there are at least two members of the House of Lords in Marienburg who are members of the Aesthetic Society, especially the Earl named Edmund Huron, who is Aneda's steadfast Suitor, he has announced more than once that if Anida agrees to his marriage proposal, she will become a countess." Veronica gently pulled her long black and brown curly hair behind her ears, and Witch Garland is a fire-type And the legendary wizard of the light department, she is not afraid of the cold.
"So we need evidence to prove that the Aestheticism Society is a Chaos Sect, otherwise we would not be able to search the headquarters of the Aestheticism Society. You must know that it is a shield block. If we are not careful, we will become unwelcome objects in Marienburg, Shu Lord Schultz supports me, but Lord Schultz is not the only one in the House of Lords." Ryan knows that he must be cautious in every step he takes now, especially in the face of the Aesthetic Society that has been closely integrated with the upper nobles of Marienburg. Once he leaves One wrong step and the only chance to eradicate this Chaos Cult will be lost.
"Now, I don't know what's going on with Vice President Jacob and the others." Ryan embraced Veronica in his arms, breathing in the fragrance of lilies on her body and hair: "Tomorrow we will go to the shield first. In Bijie District, go to the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society, and by the way...buy some new clothes for you?"
"You pay?" Veronica leaned on Ryan's body, smiling lightly on her sweet face.
"Of course I will pay for it." Ryan nodded as a matter of course: "As a gentleman, this is my duty."
"Then I can only give you this chance." The woman said with a smile like a flower, "When the time comes, don't let my big knight lose money!"
"Don't underestimate your partner!"
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Marienburg, underground tunnel.
Fort Marien is like a huge tree, the urban area on the ground is the branches, trunk and leaves of this big tree.
The underground tunnel of Marienburg is the root of this big tree.
Jacob, the vice president of the Demon Hunters Guild, brought three young demon hunters to the entrance of the underground tunnel.
With a large cigar in his mouth, Jacob was wearing long thick clothes, a tan men's trench coat with well-made scales, heavy leather boots, a wide-brimmed hat, a black mask and wrapped The deerskin gloves on the forearm made the vice president only show two fierce eyes and one mouth.
Even if only the eyes were exposed, the terrifying ferocity on Jacob's body did not decrease in the slightest. Except for the scar next to the eyes, any tunnel guard who saw Jacob's eyes along the way could feel it. The deep cold came from the back.
Those were a pair of eyes that doubted everything, they were eyes that believed that everyone was guilty, fierce eyes like a cheetah kept sweeping back and forth, doubting whether everyone was pure, looking for any traces of corruption.
Jacob is an old-fashioned demon hunter master. For decades, he has been committed to cleaning up corruption and eradicating evil. Even among demon hunters, Jacob's handling methods are vicious. He once found a base of a cult , he had dozens of people from the entire village buried with him, and once because of doubts, he burned an entire street to ashes with flames.
When the Demon Hunters Guild felt that Jacob had difficulty judging whether a handshake was a sign of friendship or a deliberate murder, the aging master demon hunter finally entered a semi-retired state, and he spent most of his time in the Demon Hunters Guild. Headquarters teaches young people.
The demon hunter was carrying a large ax and a long sword on his back, and he was equipped with a short firecracker on his waist. Apart from that, no one knew whether the demon hunter had other weapons on his body.
"Vice President Jacob, I have found Belt!" a young witcher said softly.
"Very good." Jacob took a deep breath on his cigar, and then exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.
"The hunt has begun."
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