CRACK!
Amidst flying splinters, his opponent was directly unseated.
This was the transformation brought by Master-level Horsemanship.
Originally, if these knights fought on foot, in a one-on-one situation, they probably wouldn't last more than half a minute against him.
But if it turned into mounted combat, these knights, with their superb horsemanship, could easily defeat him.
After all, while most witchers knew how to ride, at best it served rely as transportation, far from eting the standards of mounted combat.
However, once Lynn leveled his horsemanship to Master-level, he beca like a veteran who had galloped on horseback for decades.
Not only could he effortlessly control the warhorse beneath him, but he could also instantly judge the warhorse's stamina, control the horse's various gaits, and adjust the accuracy of his lance charge, the angle of his shield defense, and so on...
All of these, without dozens of years of campaigning and hundreds, even thousands, of battlefield skirmishes, would have been impossible. But with Lynn achieving Master-level Horsemanship, anything beca possible.
After the match, the winged-helt knight walked up and shook Lynn's hand, genuinely congratulating him. The crowd in the stands roared with cheers, both for Lynn's victory and for the winged-helt knight's magnanimous spirit.
The lance combat continued for another two days, eliminating more participants. The remaining contestants then began the Team Tournant. Teams of five would compete against each other.
To avoid bloodshed, only unsharpened training swords were allowed.
Lynn's teammates, he noticed, all had calloused hands, not from holding pitchforks for years, but from wielding swords.
It seed the upcoming battles wouldn't be a situation of him carrying four others. And indeed, that proved true. Their team faced little hardship, as each of his teammates could easily defeat their respective opponents.
The Team Tournant ended the fastest, as each round eliminated at least five people. In just one day, the Team Tournant reached its climax.
Unsurprisingly, Lynn's team won all the way to the end. Therefore, the final battle of the day was a free-for-all among their own team mbers.
Companions who had fought side-by-side monts ago suddenly beca obstacles to winning the grand prize. Only by defeating all opponents could one claim the championship.
The Team Tournant arena was the sa as the lance combat arena, just without the wooden barrier in the middle that prevented warhorses from colliding.
The Team Tournant had always been the climax of the Knights' Tourney. Archery didn't even involve physical contact. Lance combat, while fitting the image of a tourney, wouldn't have the kind of fair duel where defeating one person ant victory.
Only the Team Tournant, where participants continued to fight despite their exhaustion, more closely resembled a real battlefield. Besides, who, regardless of gender or age, wouldn't enjoy watching a bunch of n fighting in the mud?
When Lynn's team entered the arena, the audience, who had been watching fights all day and were starting to feel a bit bored, suddenly beca emotional. They knew that the champion would be one of the five n below.
This year's championship prize, unlike previous years' swords and famous horses, was a vineyard and a large tract of land. In other words, one lucky person among the five below would be freed from their previous destitution and constant struggle, leaping to beco a respected individual.
Since it was the final match of the Knights' Tourney, Duchess Anna Henrietta and all the nobles and courtiers were also present. The Duchess curiously watched Lynn, who was preparing in the arena.
Although Lynn had changed his appearance, the Duchess recognized his new, false identity's appearance due to their prior discussion. What she hadn't expected was that the witcher could actually make it all the way to the end of the tourney.
At this mont, the Duchess noticed the announcer looking at her inquiringly. "Your Grace?"
She nodded to him. The announcer then declared in a booming voice:
"Gentlen, and ladies, cheer for our brave warriors!"
"They have co all this way, overcoming obstacles and defeating many opponents."
"Now, their only opponents are their forr comrades."
"Next, they will compete against each other until everyone but themselves has fallen."
"Those who disregard virtue, use despicable tricks, or insidious moves, will forever be branded with sha."
"As the contestants prepare, I must admit, it's a pleasure to witness so many spectators in attendance."
"Oh, and of course, we must not forget our sponsor, Duffyrd Vineyard!"
"For health, drink Duffyrd! For solace, only Duffyrd!"
"Let's begin! Everyone, cheer to your heart's content! Let blood, sweat, and tears flow across the arena!"
As the trumpet sounded, the final match officially began. But Lynn frowned, realizing things weren't as simple as they seed. This final team tournant was supposed to be a free-for-all, yet his forr teammates seed to have colluded, unanimously turning to face him and surrounding him.
Duchess Anna Henrietta, from the high platform, also noticed this unusual situation. "What does this an? I rember the final match of the Knights' Tourney wasn't like this?"
Fringilla, sitting beside Duchess Anna Henrietta, chanted a spell, and her eyes imdiately glowed with captivating magical light. A mont later, it subtly dissipated.
"Your Grace, they all have triangular hollow pendants cast from gold around their necks, with a flaming star carved inside."
"This is the symbol used by mbers of the Nilfgaardian rchants' Guild to identify each other."
Upon hearing Fringilla's words, Duchess Anna Henrietta seed to realize sothing. She imdiately turned to another noble on the high platform, who also wore a golden chain, and demanded, "Nilfgaardian rchants' Guild? Lord Doug, what is the aning of this?"
Lord Doug imdiately fell to his knees. Lord Doug was the representative of the Nilfgaardian rchants' Guild in Toussaint.
This was not a directive from his ho country; it was purely out of greed when he saw that this year's championship prize was a vineyard and a large tract of land. He was currently a landless noble, and this noble title was not hereditary.
At his age, continuing in the rchants' Guild, whether in Nilfgaard or Toussaint, it was highly unlikely for him to acquire land.
That's why he took such a risk.
The four participants were rcenaries he had found using his connections in the rchants' Guild, whose swordsmanship and combat skills surpassed those of ordinary people.
He promised the four that no matter who won, he would fairly pay each of them a large sum of gold to ensure they collaborated against everyone else. And now, the team of four rcenaries he hired had successfully reached the final round, with Lynn as their only opponent. So they intended to team up and eliminate Lynn.
Lord Doug just hadn't expected his sche to be discovered in the end.
"You dare to openly abuse your authority at the Knights' Tourney! You have defiled the Knights' Tourney, defiled the Five Virtues of Chivalry, and defiled the most sacred traditions!"
Duchess Anna Henrietta's face grew darker and darker. The other nobles and courtiers looked at Lord Doug with no sympathy or pity whatsoever.
"Your Grace, Your Grace..."
Lord Doug tried to defend himself further, but Duchess Anna Henrietta no longer wished to hear him speak. She rely waved her hand, as if shooing away a fly.
"Guards, take him away."
The two knight-errants on the high platform imdiately carried out the order. They dragged Lord Doug away from the high platform as if he were a dead dog.
"Fringilla, we must stop this unjust match..."
Duchess Anna Henrietta's words hadn't even finished echoing when a wave of cheers, louder than before, erupted from the arena below. The crowd was ecstatic because a new champion had already been crowned.
The Duchess and Fringilla rushed to look at the arena. They saw the witcher completely unhard, smiling and waving to the cheering citizens. All his opponents were on the ground, unable to rise.
....
For 120 advanced chapters:
patreon/Chaos_God
Thank you so much for your support and for reading
User Comments
0 comments from readers