Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 101 You passed

Headquarters of the Knights of the Round Table, the third training ground.

The last group of people recruited by the Knights is conducting the second assessment here. Because Thomas and others did not stop it, the previous batch of people spread the content of the first assessment and made it known to the leaders.

In addition to the strength assessment, each batch has different answers to the first item of the assessment. Some people are good at thinking, and discuss with others about the profound meaning of such a move.

With the addition of refugees and captive knights, people from the four territories gathered in Arnold's territory. They expressed their opinions and the discussion atmosphere became more intense.

This is not the case in other territories. Even joining the knight order has to be assessed for these contents. They think it is very innovative.

The topic of recruiting the Knights has been going on for a long time. Invisibly, they are full of expectations and trust in the new Knights in the Baron's Mansion.

The 48 people stood on the field in twos and threes. The examiner didn't come, and they each looked at the things on the field.The field here has been specially reinforced, and the equipment used for training on the shelf is also carefully crafted, and it can be exchanged for hundreds of gold coins if you sell it!
If they can be selected, they are members of the knight order, and naturally have the right to use all the equipment here.If you are lucky, if you can get the advice of someone from the Knights of the Round Table, your strength will increase rapidly.

This idea inevitably appeared in everyone's mind, and there was excitement in their eyes.

After waiting for a while, the examiner still did not appear, and everyone became puzzled. It had been so long since the first assessment, why Malcolm Knight hadn't appeared yet.

Just as they were getting impatient, a figure came from the entrance of the training ground.

"Who is he?"

Some people couldn't help asking their companions, is there such a character among the Knights of the Round Table?Or a clerk doing odd jobs?

Someone frowned in thought, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said: "He is Knight Taylor, the youngest knight among the Knights of the Round Table, he is only 17 years old but has a second-level strength."

Compared with other members of the Knights of the Round Table, Taylor's performance on the battlefield is not very conspicuous, but he is also known because of the title of 'the youngest knight'.

Taylor came to them pretending to be serious, stood still and said, "My name is Taylor, and I'm your examiner for this assessment."

After a pause, he scanned the crowd and asked, "Who is Jessif, stand up."

Hearing this, everyone present was startled. People who knew Jessif cast their gazes to a certain place on the field. Taylor followed their gazes and quickly found the target.

I saw a young man crossing the crowd to come to Taylor. After saluting, he replied in a neutral manner: "Master Taylor Knight, I am Jessif."

Taylor unabashedly looked at each other up and down. Where no one noticed, Malcolm, Anthony and others were always paying attention to this side, and their eyes also fell on Jessefer.

Being watched by so many people, Jessif felt invisible pressure. He rolled his eyes and glanced at a place, then quickly retracted and continued to look at Taylor in front of him.

"Hey, what a sharp perception." Cliff was surprised, because the direction Jessif was looking at was exactly where they were.

"No, he didn't notice us, it should be his intuition. People who can be paid special attention by the lord really have something special, it depends on how that kid Taylor will make things difficult for him."

Malcolm said with a cold face.

Before, in the Knights Hall, Anthony recommended Taylor to be the examiner, but it was just his way of doing things.

Being favored by the lord is already a great compliment, and few of them have such an honor.

They didn't make any more noise, watching the scene on the training ground silently.

Taylor withdrew his scrutiny, and had a preliminary evaluation of Jessif in his heart. He said, "This assessment will start with you. I will fight you with the strength of the first level, and I can last 15 minutes in my hands." Even if you pass."

15 minutes!

The others showed shock, even if they suppressed their strength, it was not something they could handle.

But Jessif heard something else, and he asked, "Is it the same for other people?"

"No, it's just you, the others only need to survive for 5 minutes."

Taylor acted calmly. He observed Jessif's face and said, "Of course you can refuse. I will follow the rules and let you be like them."

Hearing this, Jessif did not immediately refuse, but instead asked, "Excuse me, Knight Taylor, what's the difference?"

Taylor raised his mouth and said with a smile: "If you choose the former, I will give you a gift in my own name. How about it, do you want to try it?"

The rest of the people stared wide-eyed. Although Taylor didn't say what the gift was, the identity of the Knights of the Round Table was there, so he wouldn't fool people casually.

Although they also want to try, but let alone 15 minutes, even 5 minutes is very difficult.

Just look at those people in front of you. There are very few people who pass the test, or those who could have passed but failed after 15 minutes of selection, it would be a big loss.

"Okay, I'm willing to give it a try."

Jessif didn't hesitate too much. He didn't choose this for the gift that Taylor said. From the abnormality of Taylor's knight in front of him and the sight he noticed just now, both of them were 'targeting' himself.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad, the so-called choice, in fact, there was no choice.Even for 5 minutes, relying on the strength of the opponent's second-tier knight, he can easily use the strength of the first-tier knight to make him fail.

Of course, the premise is that the other party deliberately does so.

The other 47 people retreated to the sidelines, staring at the two on the field with burning eyes. On the one hand, they wanted to see the strength of the knights of the round table, and on the other hand, they wanted to see why Jessif was treated specially. Many of them watched Something happened.

He even guessed from the bottom of his heart that some of the Knights of the Round Table took a fancy to him and set up this test. No one thought about the lord.

"Haha, it's so lively, let's take a look too, don't mind."

A slightly frivolous voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a few people walking towards them.

"Cliff Knight, Anthony Knight, Frank Knight, and Malcolm Knight!"

Someone exclaimed, it is not easy to see so many members of the Knights of the Round Table at once.

"Why are you here?"

Taylor was about to start the fight, he put down the sword in his hand and asked doubtfully.

On the opposite side, Jessif looked at a few people, wondering if they were the sight he felt before?

Sure enough, it was directed at me.

"Just looking at you."

Malcolm said lightly, and then said to Anthony next to him: "You come to time, 15 minutes."

"no problem."

Anthony did not refuse, and smiled to the two people on the field: "You can start anytime."

A simple assessment has developed to the current situation, even the dullest people can find something wrong, they realize that this battle between the two is not just as simple as the selection of knights.

In the gazebo in the garden of the mansion.

Ron lay leisurely on the armchair, playing with black and white pebbles in his hands. He would not have thought that just because of his casual words, it would affect the entire knight selection assessment.

Beside him, Harvey was sweating profusely with a device while holding a book in one hand.

At this moment, Ron stopped and said slowly, "Have you not finished yet?"

"Lord, lord, please give me a little more time!"

Harvey begged.

At this moment, he was both excited and ashamed in his heart. What was exciting was that after the lord gave him strength, he only assigned him a task. This meant that the lord valued him, and other people did not have this kind of treatment.

To shame, he failed the lord and wasn't done.

But Harvey didn't give up, he felt that it was still a little bit, just a little bit.

Ron glanced at him and said helplessly, "Okay, you continue."

In fact, what he asked Harvey to do was very simple. Isn't the weather very hot? Ron thought that Harvey is now a magician, and he also asked His Royal Highness for a specific magic book to make an air conditioner. The same device should be within reach.

Purple quality [Extreme Dao Mage], it doesn't matter if you have hands.

However, Harvey let him down.

Ron gave him another look, then continued to play with the pebbles in his hand.

On the side, Harvey quickly flipped through the magic books he got from the princess and Vivienne, verifying them over and over again, trying to find his mistakes.

"Why can't it be used? Generation magic, ice and snow magic, wind magic, stable magic circle"

Harvey muttered words and fell into a cycle of self-doubt. After a while, he showed a sudden look, and finally understood what went wrong. Then he immediately dismantled the device in front of him and re-drawn the magic pattern on it.

After a while, Harvey wiped the sweat off his forehead with relief, he activated the device, and a gust of cold wind blew towards Ron.

Feeling the comfortable and cool wind, Ron looked up, and then showed surprise. Sure enough, Harvey would not let him down, he made the magic version of the air conditioner!

He sat up from the chair and felt it personally. The effect was just what he wanted. Ron looked at Harvey and asked, "How long will this thing last? Can you adjust the blowing intensity?"

"I added an energy storage magic circle to it. When the magic power is fully loaded, it can be used for a whole day. As for the blowing strength. I will add this function to it now."

Harvey is already handy with this, but it is a breeze to add another thing to adjust the magic circle.

Ron was very satisfied that it could last for a whole day. He waved his hand, "Just put this here, and you can make a new one and send it to Melittoia's room."

With that, Melittoia wouldn't come to rub his bed again, Ron thought.

"Yes, my lord."

Harvey led the order to retreat, and then went to the blacksmith's workshop to get the production materials.

Huhu~
How comfortable it is to have a cold wind blowing in a hot environment. At this moment, Ron experienced it, which is not ordinary.

The heat in his heart seemed to be blown away by the cold wind. Finally, Ron was able to calm down and brush up the entries. He felt that the goods should be shipped today.

sassy~
A few figures walked in from the gazebo in the garden. Ron frowned when he heard the movement, and put away the two pebbles.

The landscape of this garden has not been arranged yet, so no one should come.

Soon, Ron saw clearly that it was Amelia and the others. From their conversation, Ron also understood why they came here.

Amelia is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and she has a good understanding of some types of flowers and plants. She can give a lot of advice on the layout of the four seasons garden in the mansion. She has gone to the first three gardens, and this is the last one.

"Hey, Lord Lord, you are here too."

Hearing this, everyone also discovered Ron in the gazebo and the strange device beside him.

Everyone walked over quickly, Teresa said hello, her eyes fell on the 'air conditioner' next to her, and she asked, "What is this? It's still blowing cold air, so comfortable."

Amelia is worthy of being a princess, she has seen a lot, and after taking a look, she said: "This should be a magic item, and it's not just an ordinary magic item. The Baron is so generous."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised.

Vivienne had a strange expression, and a guess appeared in her heart. She asked Ron, "My lord, can I have a look at the composition of this thing?"

Ron nodded, "Okay, but if it breaks, you have to pay for it."

Hearing this, Vivienne was shy and said softly with a reddish face, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Ron: "???"

On the side, Amelia stared at Vivienne with a cold gaze, telling her not to speak, and then explained to everyone: "The energy storage core of this magic item is made of mithril, and it needs a lot of A great blacksmith, otherwise it would not be able to achieve such perfect quality."

".It is combined with other precious materials, and then the composite magic circle depicted on it is the essence of this magic item."

Hearing this, Vivienne finally couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, do you know how many magic circles there are?"

"There are mainly three."

Amelia said indifferently: "They are ice and snow, wind, and energy storage. The others are just nested in it. There are more than [-] patterns on it, which are very delicate and complicated."

Gollum~
Vivian had already guessed who the maker of this magic item was, not only her, but Amelia also guessed.

It's only been three days, and he has learned the compound magic circle. Is this still a person?
Ron asked strangely: "There is no such thing in the Olivia Empire?"

Amelia shook her head.

"Then how did you survive the heat?"

"The Olivia Empire is located in the north, and the climate does not change much all year round, so there is no need to escape the heat."

Ron was silent.

Sure enough, all the good land was occupied by powerful countries.

"His Royal Highness has suffered, I will send one to your room later."

"Thank you."

Amelia smiled slightly, and then she glanced away lightly. Such a slight movement caught Ron's eyes, which made him understand.

He looked at Teresa and Joyce, "I'll send someone to your room as well."

Hearing this, different expressions appeared on the faces of the two of them.

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the other side.

On the training ground.

"Get up! Don't give up! Jessif!"

The 47 people who watched the battle encouraged Jessefer who fell to the ground. They could not count how many times Jessefer was knocked down, but every time Jessefer would stand up again. I wanted to cheer him on.

Three meters away, Taylor frowned. Jessif's toughness really surprised him. If he could still get up, it was really possible to survive 15 minutes.

"Cough cough."

The muscles on Jessif's body trembled, as if it would fall apart at any time. He had tried his best to block Taylor's attack, but the pressure on him was too great.

Is this the strength of the Knights of the Round Table?
Sure enough, I am far from being able to compare, but I passed this assessment!
In front of everyone, Jessif stood up slowly with his hands supported, and that amazing will infected them.

"As expected of someone whom the lord favors."

This idea appeared in Taylor's mind. When the opponent stood still, he held the sword and went up. When he was about to attack Jessefer, a sword shadow attacked from the side.

With a bang, Taylor's sword was struck to the side, and everyone looked over in astonishment.

I saw Anthony standing with his sword back, looking at Jessif with a resolute expression, and said with a smile, "You passed."

(End of this chapter)