Chapter 62 Never Heard of It

"What!" Louis almost wanted to curse, "What the hell is the carrier of the Wild Barbarian King? I'm only at the fifth level of the base camp, okay? You're telling me about the seven hero units now? Are you kidding me? Explain to me what the hell this is?"

Joey took the two to their seats and walked out, leaving Louis and Glenn waiting here. Louis sat in his seat and stared at the system screen in his mind, and at this time, a line of words popped up on the system screen again.

"Heroic troops belong to the top special troops, and they cannot be directly summoned from the world of Clash of Clans. They need to be cultivated by the leader himself."

"Under normal circumstances, the leader can build a heritage altar of the Barbarian King after upgrading the base camp to level 7, and then the leader must inject a large amount of dark heavy oil with a higher energy content than holy water into the altar."

"After injecting enough dark heavy oil, the heritage altar will summon the projection of the Barbarian King's Greatsword from the world of Clash of Clans. The leader can let the carrier of the Barbarian King enter the altar and hold the hilt of the Barbarian King's Greatsword, and the inheritance ceremony can be started."

"As long as the carrier passes the test of the Barbarian King, he can obtain his power and become the Barbarian King of the lord."

"So troublesome..." Louis scratched his head, but found that Glenn next to him had been calling him.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" Louis frowned and turned his head, only to see Glenn, who usually laughed and joked, looking at him seriously at this moment: "Fourth brother, you are rude. Princess Elsa has already greeted you twice."

"Ah? Princess Elsa?" Louis was stunned, and turned his head to find a cute girl in luxurious clothes and a somewhat unnatural face standing in front of him. Unlike the hotness of Femis before, Elsa looked like a pretty but not stunning girl.

"Sorry, Princess, I was a little distracted just now." Disrespectful is disrespectful, and Louis would not deny his mistakes. He sincerely apologized to Elsa at the moment.

"It's okay, your name is Louis, right? I am Elsa from the Ice Kingdom, please teach me." Seeing that Louis did not deliberately ignore her, Elsa's face bloomed with a smile again.

"Hello, Princess Elsa." Louis gave her a gentleman's salute, and Elsa returned one, and then continued to walk to the next person.

"Why is the princess of the Ice Kingdom here?" After Elsa left, Louis quietly asked Glenn. Glenn shook his head: "How should I know, but I heard that he and the third prince are going to get engaged. This time, he may come to sign the marriage contract. Why bother so much, we just need to complete the knighthood. Compared with our strength, it should be more than enough."

"Is it right?" Louis nodded to show that he had no opinion, and then turned his attention to the boy who was previously identified by the system as the carrier of the Barbarian King.

"The carrier of the Barbarian King... is it wrong? His rough appearance is quite consistent, but this height... is he a dwarf?" The boy's face had traces of stubble, but his height was only about 1.4 to 1.5 meters, almost a head shorter than Louis.

Louis stared at the man, and the young man also noticed Louis's gaze. He turned his head and looked at Louis with a puzzled look. Louis quickly looked away and thought about how to tie him back to Ruolin City. After all, who knows if there is a second carrier of the so-called Barbarian King? If he is let go and can't be found, then there will be no one available after the seventh book?

Thinking about it, more and more people came to the tent. There were more than ten people who came to participate in the knight's honor this time. In addition to the civilian candidates who passed the first round, the number of people was as high as 20!

"There are too many people participating this time. We must eliminate some of them first. Let's set the standard higher. After all, although knights are the lowest-level nobles, the number of people should still be controlled." Walking into the tent, Femis's peerless figure immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Come out with me, the assessment of the knight's honor ceremony is about to begin." Femis' eyes flashed with a cold light, swept across everyone present, and then turned and walked out of the tent.

"Why do I feel a little cold all of a sudden?" Glenn shrugged and complained, then walked out of the tent with Louis.

On the parade ground, Princess Elsa of the Ice Kingdom had already sat on the nearby stands with the guards who were protecting him.

"Come up and draw lots. The second round is a ring match. The winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated and come back next time." Standing in the middle of the parade ground, Femis casually waved her hand, and twenty ice cards appeared in front of her.

"What? This time it's an elimination system? Wasn't it a tour system before?" One of the civilian swordsmen seemed to have participated several times before and knew some of the rules, but he didn't expect that the second round of the assessment would be so cruel. Half of the people would be eliminated directly after one round.

"Come up and draw lots." Femis glanced at the young man, but didn't explain anything, and still said coldly.

"I didn't expect the rules this time to be like this. I hope we don't draw together." Glenn muttered and went up to draw lots. He drew an ice card with the number nine on it, and Louis drew three.

"Okay, the two people who drew number one, go up to the stage first." There were four stages around the training ground, but since Femis was the only host, only one stage was temporarily activated. The two people who drew number one walked onto the stage at Femis's command and started fighting directly.

One of the two people on the stage is a civilian, and his strength is probably that of a newly promoted swordsman, while the other is about the strength of a one-star swordsman, but he is dressed luxuriously and should be a descendant of aristocrats.

The two fought on the stage. The descendant of aristocrats was well-educated because of his talent and had learned all kinds of gorgeous martial arts, while the civilian swordsman had no martial arts skills because of his wild background, but he had rich combat experience. It was difficult to judge who would win or lose between the two for a while.

"Who do you think will win?" Below, Glenn, who couldn't calm down, asked Louis quietly. Louis pouted his lips in boredom, "It doesn't matter, they are both weak anyway."

"Weak? The famous dandy waste of the Windfury family dares to say that others are weak? It's ridiculous!" Suddenly, a very annoying voice came from the side.

"Pa!" Louis slapped his forehead. He really has the aura of a time traveler. Why are there people looking for trouble everywhere?

"Who are you?" Before Louis got angry, Glenn glared at the man angrily.

A trace of hatred flashed in the man's eyes, and then he introduced himself: "The Ailin family, Billy Ailin!"

"Oh, I haven't heard of it."

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