Three short sentences directly illustrate his situation: his father cannot do it, he cannot do it, he cannot do it to women.

After hearing this, the Duke had no expression and glanced at her daughter. She was hiding behind the window covering her mouth with her hands, watching Alvin laughing.

His eyes turned to the field, and the boy was funnyly sticking his butt to face the box and bent down to pay a gift.

"Have."

The frowning duke looked at Alvin on the field.

The hunched old manager was not impatient at all and was quietly waiting for the Duke's words.

"If it were you, what would you do with this."

"Sir, problems that can be solved will not become problems."

After hearing this, the Duke waved his hand: "Go."

The old manager nodded and left backwards.

The Duke did not deliberately lower his voice, but the lady in charge, who was sitting not far away, seemed to hear nothing.

The old manager walked forward quickly, and the civilized stick that he usually grasped in his hands was gone.

He rushed to hurry up and finally stopped him before Link was about to play.

Take out a golden snake coin from your pocket, and think about it and take out another one.

"I said that I will do my best. You will only force me to hammer that kid's eggs!"

Link looked at the two golden snake coins in the old manager's hand and did not let go.

"Ha...then I'll feel relieved."

While gasping, the old manager waved his hands left and right, and the male servants on both sides quickly appeared in front of Link.

Link looked at the armor in the hands of these male servants, and his weapons looked hesitant.

Before he could ask, the old manager stuffed the golden snake coins in his hand into his pocket.

"You have to win this game!"

Link looked at the old manager's solemn expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

‘I’m not going to lose to him either.’

"Looking for an opportunity to destroy him."

Link looked at the old manager who had just come to his ear and talked, and looked confused.

‘I didn’t expect this was my first time wearing plate armor.’

After the old manager left, Link finally put on a set of composite armor with the help of his subordinates and the male servant. Although it was not a custom style, it fit unexpectedly.

Two steel nail hammers were selected for the weapon. The scattered tip blade part is not sharp but very strong. It has outstanding effects in both stewing and armor-breaking.

And his opponent, Alvin, chose a set of Knight's plate armor, and also had a military war horse with a shoulder height of two meters.

It turns out that this is his trump card, using cavalry to fight Link, the infantry.

Having a mount or not is completely different. If you ride on a horse, you can not only attack with high altitude, but also easily knock down infantry soldiers by the accelerated charge of the war horse.

What Link relies on is that he is destined to have much more fighting experience than the reserve knight on the opposite side. After all, half a year of pirates is not in vain.

The Al Preparatory Knight, who took off his dress and put on armor, seemed much more normal, and it gave Link the feeling that he was no longer a clown at a dance party.

The host in the stands was hoarsely introducing something to the iron trumpet, but the crowds of people in the stands completely overwhelmed his voice.

Alvin was a little impatient, lifted up the long sword of the knight beside him and turned over the horse. He sat upright on the horse. The sun shone on his shiny armor, shining brightly, like a god.

In contrast, Link's composite armor is not that good-looking. The joints use chain armor structures. The advantage is that they are more flexible than plate armor, but the light and shadow effect in the sun is a bit worse.

Finally, under the urging of the Duke, the competition began.

Alvin twisted the reins and activated the horse to speed up the charge. The two sides were less than 100 meters apart in the duel arena. He was ready to use the power of the horse to charge against the opposite gladiator.

"It's a pity that the venue is too small, otherwise, if you use a rifle to charge, even if you have a full pair of plate armor on the opposite side, you will not be able to resist it."

Alvin thought while controlling his mount and charging.

Suddenly, he saw the gladiator opposite him start to run quickly and towards the wall beside the gladiator.

"Are you scared? There is really no one to resist the power of the Knight's charge." Alvin thought the other party was scared away by his charge.

"It's useless to escape. Today your flesh and blood will definitely become my ascending step." Under the light helmet on the cover, no one saw the ferocious smile of the reserve knight.

Of course, Link was not running away. The wall of the arena was three meters high and he would never be able to climb up for a while.

But he wouldn't stand in the open space and wait for the other party to charge over on a war horse.

The distance of 100 meters was coming in an instant for the running war horses. The knight raised the long sword in his hand high and left his mark on the enemy the next moment.

The entire arena became quiet, as if it could not bear to witness the next moment of tragedy.

Link stood against the wall, holding the nail hammer with both hands, staring at the man and horse charging towards him.

He was betting that the horse would stop.

Sure enough, just before it was about to hit Link, the war horse roared and the front hooves rose up. The knight on the horse's back had no time to slash the enemy in front of him, and grabbed the reins in his hand to prevent the horse from falling.

"idiot!"

The Duke in the box couldn't help but curse, how could the war horse, which was not blindfolded, crash into the wall?

If a war horse has a spirit, it will not die in vain.

Link seized the opportunity and avoided the hasty sword that the Knight had not yet stabilized his body. The nail in his right hand smashed the opponent's knee joint.

The joints of the plate armor are covered with iron pieces, which naturally cannot withstand the attack of the steel nail head hammer. The iron pieces fall off in just a few seconds, exposing the knight's knee joint.

Alvin has never encountered such a radical enemy, fighting with injuries to fight.

Alvin, who was condescending, continued to slash Link's neck by the wall, which was protected by chain armor. The heavy sword cut off the interlocking chains that were already broken.

Link raised the hammer with his left hand to block it, and the nail hammer in his right hand charged and slammed the opponent's knee.

"ah!"

The audience in the arena could not fully see the battle in the corner, but the scream still distinguished the knight.

Alvin's right knee was hit by Link's nail hammer a few times, and he almost fainted from pain.

He gave up and continued to slash with heavy swords, stepped on the Spurs with his left foot to get out of Link.

Link seized the time when the horse had not yet accelerated, and completely smashed Alvin's right leg knee with a mace.

Alvin resisted weakly and slashed Link two more swords. Finally got rid of him.

Link looked at the knight who was driving away from the horse and silently pulled out the iron chains that were chopped into the flesh on his neck one by one. It looked bloody, but it did not hurt the root.
Chapter completed!