Working Prophet.

Chapter 496 Game of Thrones

After enjoying the cheers from the crowd, Edward II went to the tent to change his clothes, and then he returned to the stands and announced the start of the tournament.

In the other tent, Essos was dealing with the bruises on his body under the service of the retinue knights.

His son Attis came in from the outside, and he glanced at the deformed golden armor beside him.

"Really, the faint king asked you to fight him wearing this armor made of gold?"

"This way the visual effect is better."

"And that bastard cut off the leg of the Red King! That is your favorite war horse. You spent a thousand gold lions to buy this horse."

"It's just a beast." The Juggernaut said lightly, "You can buy it if you don't have it."

"But he still forces you to lose to him!" Attis said angrily.

"You are the Juggernaut, the number one expert of the Godwin family, no one in the entire Lionheart Castle is your opponent, even if you wear this pair of vulnerable golden armor, there is still no chance of that fat pig defeating you.

Halfway through Attis's words, he saw his father raised his palm and slapped it on his cheek.

"Also, if someone asks you if I deliberately let His Majesty win today, you can tell him that there is absolutely no such thing."

"I don't care what others think, the Godwin family will never be disrespectful to His Majesty." Essos said, and added after a pause, "Especially at a time like this."

Attis covered his cheek and nodded.

The episode that happened in the tent was not known to anyone except the person involved.

Edward II didn't find such a messy match boring at all. He was elated from his seat and cheered with fists from time to time.

Essothyan didn't frighten him this time, but actually hit him. Attis was hit hard, and there was only a crisp cracking sound, and then the whole person stared at gold stars.

Today's competition is for the civilian group. There are good and bad contestants on the field. Most of them are relatively average in strength, and their weapons and protective gear are also varied.

Because armor is not easy to make, even a pair of the worst steel armor is priced at an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and it is impossible to afford it in a lifetime.

But not everyone can be rescued, or those who are seriously injured are basically unable to be rescued.

Fighting is often a slashing, the only thing that can be called a spectacle is probably the severed limbs that fly up from time to time, and the plasma that is sprayed out. The herbalists and priests are waiting on the side of the arena, waiting at any time. Ready to rescue someone.

Attis nodded again, but after nodding, he still couldn't help saying.

"At a time like this, when is it a martial arts tournament?" Attis was a little puzzled.

Then they fought each other.

However, Essos didn't explain any further, and just said, "If you want to take my place as the next head of the Godwin family, you still have a lot to learn.

"Don't think that the Twelve Great Families are nothing special, the Wetting family is stronger than us, look at where they are now, if you want to play the game of power, you must first know how to respect the rules of the game.

Essos took a deep look at him, and didn't answer his question, just said.

Shouting such as, "Quick, give him a sword in the back, yes, that's it, don't dawdle, that bastard will end up soon!" Or ask Ilea who is on the side across the elf queen, "What do you think this is?" Who in the group can win?"

Yi Liya saw an unlucky ghost who was hit on the head with an axe, and the ax directly split his skull.

Hearing this, Attis suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and boldly asked again, "Then, what if that person is gone?"

He crawled for a full quarter of an hour, but still couldn't die, so the royal herbalist at the side could only do it himself, using the knife in his hand to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the competition on the field.

However, compared to the lively atmosphere, the process of the contest seemed a little boring.

Therefore, it is very difficult to see someone wearing a full set of armor in the civilian group competition. What's more, they can't even afford leather armor or cotton armor, so they can only rely on the small wooden shield in their hands to protect themselves.

But he didn't die on the spot, but crawled painfully on the ground with the ax in his hand, howled constantly, and asked the surrounding audience for help.

Even most knights have their armor handed down from their ancestors, just like family heirlooms.

"And this game has only one rule, whoever sits on the bone throne is the only king, and everyone else must obey him."

Essos was noncommittal, but only asked, "Apart from you, did anyone else see that I kept my hand?"

"It's not as simple as a slap when I hear you address Your Majesty with 'that stupid king' and 'fat pig'."

Standing in the crowd, standing out from the crowd, it is difficult not to be noticed, and the most surprising thing is that he does not carry any weapons in his hands.

"I don't know, even if there are, there shouldn't be many. You acted so realistically that you probably believed it was true from the look of that stupid king. I really thought I had defeated you..."

The female lord would say a word or two from time to time, feeling that it was about time, she wanted to retreat and go back to find Mei Lin and Ge Lipeng.

After the referee announced the rules of the competition, all the contestants almost couldn't wait to pour into the venue.

With Edward II going off in person and defeating Essos, known as the Juggernaut, the atmosphere of the tournament was brought to a climax from the very beginning.

"Stop fooling around with your group of cronies and dog friends. From tomorrow on, you will be by my side and help me with things. Remember, you must watch more and talk less, and keep your mouth shut."

But at this moment, there was another round of cheers from below, and this time the cheers were especially loud.

"You fell off your horse on purpose to be defeated by him! I just don't understand why you did that, you've always taught us that family honor is the most important thing..."

"Is it really necessary to do this? Look at what he has done these years. He has long lost respect among the nobles. With the strength of our family, there is no need for you to praise him like this."

Ilea subconsciously looked there, and saw a hill-like figure, he was almost a head and a half taller than the other contestants present, and he was burly.

After finishing speaking, Essos saw that his son was still in a daze, and said again, "Did you hear that?"

But relying on a pair of palms, he just squeezed the head of an opponent, and the sprayed brains splashed all over him.

After that, he stuck out his tongue and licked his palm, as if he was tasting something delicious.

Then he grabbed another guy who was trying to sneak behind him with a backhand, and snapped that guy's neck.

Seeing that the guy was no longer breathing, he still didn't stop, but continued to exert force, and just tore the guy's head off his neck!
Ilea was stunned when she saw this scene.

(End of this chapter)