Zongman: Le Ziren, starting from the powerful shadow

The atmosphere of this scene made the host commentator a little embarrassed.

Then, I don’t know who arranged it, and handed a small note from under the commentary stage.

After scanning the commentary, his eyes lit up, which is definitely a hot topic for the civilian audience.

“Ahem, Rogue Kagano, is a genius demon swordsman who made Alexia, the second princess of the Kingdom of Midgar, and Roz Oliana, the princess of the Land of Art, jealous! ~”

“A hero admired by the popular novelist Natsume Sensei”

Rogue, who ascended the arena, almost failed to steady his hand holding the sword in his hand.

Who is it!!!

This introduction is simply fantastic!

“Let’s applaud the brave challengers!”

In the muffled atmosphere, there was instant applause, some people whistled, and cheers heated the venue.

Well, it’s just that there are more hostile eyes on Rogue.

For commoners, being able to hear the scandals of the princes and nobles is a joy in life that can be bragged about.

However, if the object of the scandal is the idol you longed for, the feeling is different.

Alexia and Rhodes on the stage turned dark in the face of the VIP seats and the gaze cast by the audience.

Instead, Beta covered his mouth with a smile.

At a height that the Holy Sect knights had not paid attention to, the blackened blonde elf sighed as he looked at the figure on the arena.

In the arena, Rogue raised his sword.

The sword is the ordinary Mithril sword in Midgar Academy, and the Enchantment Table has not been used.

After a few seconds, the ancient words on the ground platform did not react at all.

There were already boos from the audience, and even the acting bishop of Ningerson, who was still expecting Rogue to die under the sword of the ancient warrior, couldn’t help but let out laughter.

“Hehe, it seems that the strength of this Rogue is still up for debate, and the two princesses seem to have seen the wrong person.”

“In that case, then I’ll help you.” Ning Erson said silently.

As soon as the words fell, the ancient words in the arena finally reacted.

As Rogue released a trace of magical energy, a human figure finally formed on the platform.

“Strange, I haven’t started yet, it’s the first time I’ve seen such a situation.”

Ready to add some ingredients, Ning’er Truffle, who died in the arena, showed a surprised expression.

The Goddess’s trial cannot interfere, of course, it is an external statement, but the Holy Domain is his home field.

Even so, nothing unusual was noticed outside the arena.

Those rats who called themselves the Shadow Courtyard really did not have the courage to make a mistake in the face of hundreds of paladins.

Alexia and Rhodes in the stands both had happy expressions on their faces.

If Rogue-kun could pass the trials of the goddess, he and Roguejun’s path would be able to break through the thorns, Rhodes thought.

However, it is not over yet, the text is still shining, more than one … Densely packed figures that left great achievements in ancient times were lit up.

Both Ningerson and the spectators in the stands showed a look of surprise, and then burst into fierce cheers.

“Rogue!”

“Roge-kun!”

“Rogue Da…!”

Beta almost couldn’t help but add honorifics, and hurriedly closed his mouth.

Fortunately, everyone in the guest table, including Bishop Ningerson, was watching Rogue, and no one heard what Beta had just said.

Even Sid on the audience cheered up.

“You can still play like this!”

Do you want to make a move.

He looked at Rogue’s expression and knew it wasn’t time yet.

This kind of scene made Ning Ersong, who had always been calm, shaken, could it be that something was wrong with the Holy Domain?

But the door didn’t open.

Not knowing what would happen next, the Acting Bishop of Ningsson gave instructions to gather the paladins.

Looking at the mobilized crowd, it stirred up Beta’s memories of that year. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The paladins of the Holy Sect are knights selected to guard the church through baptism, and their strength is completely incomparable to the Kingdom Knights.

There were once bitter battles with paladins in order to rescue adaptors who were captured by the church.

However, everyone is no longer what they used to be, and now they will no longer show their ugliness back then, and they even need the help of Lord Glow.

“No matter how strong you are, there is no hope of survival now.”

Ask for flowers

Bishop Ningson thought to himself, and then pretended to regret and said to Roz and Alexia: “Please mourn the two princesses.” “

“Although this situation has not occurred in history, no matter how strong a person is, it is obviously impossible to be the opponent of so many ancient warriors!”

“How so, LuoGejun, he will definitely be fine!” Rhodes stood up and walked to the edge of the stands to look inside the arena.

“Isn’t there a way to make it stop?”

“Sorry, once the Holy Domain is opened, no one can interfere.” Ning Ersong shook his head pretending to be regretful.

“Rogue… You must return safely. ”

As the last white light flashed, half of the space stations in the arena were filled with ancient warriors.

Under everyone’s worried gaze, Rogue’s blade pointed forward, and a very arrogant tone resounded inside and outside the field: “Is this all?” ”

Touch!

“Is he crazy! Or are you already scared silly? ”

Ning Ersong’s rare gaffe hammered the table, even the upper round table was not as crazy as him.

Hmph, just a dead man.

Alexia and Rhodes’ eyes lit up with hope again, and Rogue must have said this with certainty.

Beta, who didn’t think that Glow-sama would lose in the slightest, looked at the fussing audience with contempt.

The civilians at the scene would not think about this, no matter what, this young man will be remembered by them for the rest of his life.

The host was also infected by Rogue’s momentum and led everyone to cheer for Rogue.

“It’s over!”

Under Ning Ersong’s sigh, his gaze looked at Rogue, who was holding the sword back to his waist and making a strange posture.

The phantom of the ancient warrior moved instantly!

However, a crescent moon composed of deep purple magic swung out with Rogue’s sword.

All the ancient warriors quietly melted like ice and snow the moment they were touched by the purple moon.

It is clear that the existence is composed of memories, but their faces show a look of amazement and unwillingness.

A suffocating silence dominated the venue.

Pictured: Anne Loje, who appeared in the previous chapter, one of the original Seven Swords of Vigaltai.