1525: 513.
Pavilion people who can double jump are simply invincible!_2 1525: 513.
Pavilion people who can double jump are simply invincible!_2 As far as I know, he’s only a Black Iron Rank.
“This is practically suicide,”
“You just lack experience, Ron.”
Fraser looked at Ron, who had dark circles under his eyes from “indulging in prostitution and rampant gambling.” This guy wasn’t just a gambler; in the past three days, he had also “had dinner” with several models from Nordtof, a real prodigal.
The colonel was sowhat dissatisfied with the unseemly appearance of his aide-de-camp at this ti, and he didn’t understand the appeal of those complex gambling tools either, but he still couldn’t bear to watch his comrade continue to degrade into a fool obsessed with gambling and won.
So he decided to fill the emptiness in his brain with so knowledge.
Today, the colonel, dressed very elegantly and even sporting a pair of glasses posing as a scholar, explained seriously:
“All the chieftains of the Barbarians in the Ice Bay Area rule their tribes in this way.
It is said that these Barbarians hold two to three massive clan brawls each year, and their chieftain is always the person who can stand till the end.
This is a fairly simple ruling philosophy: that only the strongest is qualified to be the king.
The Barbarians’ ancient customs have continued for a thousand years, and I estimate we won’t see it change in our lifetis.
It is just the way things are there.
Given that Transylvania is quite close to Ice Bay, it is not surprising that the local rulers adopt the sa philosophy.
This land has been unsettled since the first Black Disaster.
War has beco a part of life and living for the people here, and only the strong can exist for long in such an environnt.
For a ruler, benevolence, ability, and care can all be secondary, for the Governor of Transylvania must be strong enough.
In such a war-torn environnt, being powerful ans not dying a violent death, which also ans stable order.
So, in my view, Governor Morphy’s choice is without fault and even quite right; he must let his people know his power!
Locals won’t scorn him for being a barbarian; on the contrary, they will feel honor because their Governor is strong enough.
Uh, interesting knowledge!
Contrary to the ruling philosophy of our King Louis, you have to admit that our king’s thod of ruling wouldn’t work in Transylvania.
Although our king is brave, even a royalist like has to concede that King Louis is indeed not known for his martial prowess.
It’s said that even Countess Margaret could suppress His Majesty in swordsmanship.”
“Aow, I think I got it.”
Ron shrugged his shoulders and gobbled down the at bun in his hand, saying:
“So it’s like how a pack of beasts chooses its leader.”
“Sothing like that.”
Fraser nodded, tossed a few coins to the busy young stall owner from his seat at the small stand, and ordered a steaming vegetable bun to eat while watching Governor Morphy fight.
However, he quickly noticed so northerners threading through the crowd.
Although those guys were disguised as rchants, his military intuition allowed him to quickly realize that these fellows were “colleagues.”
Ron yawned but also noticed those guys.
He murmured in a low voice:
“Maybe they are Winter Wolf scouts from Klim Fortress.
It seems that General Baldwin is also interested in the current ruling system in Transylvania.
Do you think, should we expose them?
Just need to stop a peace officer and report the situation, then we can be good local citizens during this festive day.”
“No point.”
Fraser bit into his vegetable bun.
The greasy bits mixed with the vegetables left a lingering taste in his mouth.
As he frowned and savored the overly complex but irresistible flavor, he waved his hand and said:
“You have to trust the vampires on the security of their own city.
You’ve seen Lady Adel before; her decisiveness and sharpness prove she’s no easy target.”
“Yeah, that imposing vampire Intelligence Officer.”
Major Ron flashed a peculiar smile, jokingly said:
“In ‘various senses,’ she is not an easy target either.
I’ve heard rumors that Lady Adel and Governor Morphy…”
“Ron, that’s not sothing a gentleman should discuss.”
Fraser had no interest in continuing the topic.
He pointed to the square ahead, which was getting restless; the “Spiritual Energy live broadcast” projected on the wall had started to display images, indicating the competition was about to begin.
However, the images did not show Governor Morphy but instead mbers of the Blood Rat Gang in the guise of “reporters” spontaneously interviewing the players who were about to challenge Governor Morphy today.
This caused an instant uproar among the newbie players in the square.
Hey, the ga developers really know how to stage an event!
Isn’t this just like the interview and trash talk that starts modern combat sports events?
The first player to be “interviewed” was Gebao.
In the slightly shaky video, one could see that this vampire torturer was finalizing his scroll and spellbook.
Facing the Blood Rat Gang battlefield reporter’s inquiry, Gebao confidently raised his fist toward the cara in a “master’s posture,” and shouted:
“Though we respect Sir Morphy, since it’s a battle, we will not hold back!
This is the tradition of us Transylvania People, we will fiercely strike Sir Morphy’s handso face with rciless force to honor him with a warrior’s respect!
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