Chapter 241
Arstan has blue eyes similar to his uncle's, long flowing brown hair and a handsome face.
White Cloak's grand-nephew wears a blue-purple rolled cape with a silver border, a silver helmet inlaid with gold ears of wheat, and a map of wild wheat is depicted on the breastplate with colorful glaze. Cause the crowd to cheer.
He waved his arms to the noble Maiden in the front row, and after causing a wave of exclamations, he blew another kiss, and the atmosphere was so hot that it almost melted people.
"How good is this guy's armor?" Dany asked oneself's squire.
"It's very strong, a real Qohor Smith Grandmaster forging, nearly four hundred years old, and Arstan's ancestors wore it to participate in at least one hundred Tours." The old man said.
"Then I'm relieved." Dany relieved, his eyes sharpening.
Having been riding back and forth on oneself's track, Earl Arstan gently pulled down his mask and stood on the other side of the arena after getting cheers and blessings from almost all the women.
As the referee slammed down the small Red Banner holding the right hand, both sides lowered the long spear at the same time, and the two horses began to run at full speed. The audience could feel the light from the temporary stand. Shake lightly.
Harvest Hall Earl is on his horse, leaning forward, his long spear in his hands as steady as a rock, drawing almost in a straight line in mid-air.
On the contrary, Mysterious Knight seems to be thin. As the horse accelerates, the upper body gently shakes with the rhythm of the horse's hoofs, and the arms are shaking.
Earl's heart was overjoyed, and the long spear hit his exposed waist, but at the moment of collision, Mysterious Knight moved his body, and his spear was hit by the black bat wooden shield unscathed. Before he could be surprised, "dong!"
There seemed to be a bell ringing in the field.
The overwhelming majority audience could hardly see what was going on, only to see Earl being fiercely hit, almost flying backwards from his steed, while his steed continued to run forward.
"铿——" Earl flew five or six meters away, and finally head down, his legs floated up, fiercely smashed into the mud, the violent sound made the audience suck in a breath of cold air .
Fortunately, the old Knight didn't lie, his ancestral iron armor is really good quality, even the soft yellow earth, Harvest Hall Earl helmet is concave a piece, but the person did not faint.
Only the bastard turned over and struggled a few times, then he got up by himself, and waved to the audience on both sides, and the audience immediately cheered wildly for him.
But that guy is also decent. It didn't take long. After he was relieved, he immediately led the horse to Dany's side, bowed gracefully to her, and took off the lobster iron glove and handed it to him. The winner, said: "This is my ancestral armor, how about redeeming it with 5 Golden Dragons?"
Dany nods and returns the gloves.
Five Golden Dragons are very reasonable, and she has also won five rubbish sets in the previous five matches. The minimum was only 200 copper coins, and she happily asked the hired Knight to redeem them.
While Harvest Hall Earl's squire pulled Barristan aside to pay, Dany rode around the field to show off one's military strength and the crowd happily cheered the winner.
The little girls screamed wildly, and even Rhyllia, who was wearing a crown on the podium, stood by the fence and applauded the thin little Knight.
"Sir, what a great harvest! Others are not optimistic about you, 100 Golden Dragon won 25." On the way back, the old man said happily.
"You said they didn't like me, but this ratio is a bit low, right? Not even one to one is enough." Dany wondered.
"Ai, my lord, although you are only one person, you are betting on Golden Dragon, and you still have 100 Golden Dragon, which is too big. The casino adjusts the profit ratio according to the total bet amount of both parties, and you win alone. Hundreds of gamblers!"
"Since you have earned dozens of Golden Dragons, you have to find a way to spend them." Dany touched his chin and began to mutter to the old Knight.
"This..." Barristan's old face became tangled, "Isn't it too flamboyant?"
"Look at your grand-nephew, a defeated dares to be so arrogant ."
Another night of noisy banquets, this round of eliminations was not completed until the morning of the second day, and there were only 110 players left. In the afternoon, there will be a final round of knock-out competition.
Well, when there are only 55 people left, there will be a final ceremony - "Queen of Love and Beauty".
The closer to the finals, the more intense the competition, and the more people come to watch the competition.
This afternoon, in the shadow of the pure white canopy on the podium, there were even four or five Archmaesters wearing long chains.
"didn't expect Citadel Archmaester to actually come to the scene, they want to record the competition process!" Someone exclaimed.
"They also know that the Ironmen crisis is over and come out to celebrate the victory with everyone."
"Celebrate it all!"
Archmaesters will witness the Legendary and record Legendary - History books are written by them, even if the other party is not a Legendary, as long as the legend is written and passed through the story book, after a thousand years, those Knights will become Legendary.
As a result, the next Knight became more and more flamboyant, acted coquettishly every time he appeared, and played various tricks, such as throwing rose petals, spraying perfume on the cloak, and finding a craftsman to paint oneself's armor into oneself. Seven colors...
There's even a knight who recites poetry aloud while jousting, while a Bard plays his melodious harp next to him.
Such a grand scene naturally aroused the audience's passion and cheers one after another.
At the end of a game, the emcee shouted: "Brightwater Earl, Garlan Tyrell!"
Garlan rode a white horse with a silver mane and a fur like snow, still in that gorgeous body Incomparable silver armor, in the afternoon sun, the armor reflects dazzling silver light, but his cloak has been changed.
Earl wears a heavy cloak on his shoulders, with hundreds of Golden Roses and a circle of emerald green olive branches sewn on it. Everywhere he walks, there is an intoxicating fragrance, and the scene is full of commotion.
"Garlan, Garlan!" The girls blushed and shouted frantically for "Prince Charming".
"Isn't this following his younger brother Knight of the Flowers!" Some nobles muttered unhappily.
On the podium, Baelor Brightsmile said with a smile to Archmaester Perestan beside him: "At this moment, half of the women at the scene want to go to Earl Garlan's bed, and all the men want to take his place. Garlan is this time Tourney's most Legendary Knight."
Perestan is the Archmaester of History, and his "Historical Studies" is the greatest historical work of the Citadel in the past century.
"Yes, yes." Old Archmaester squinted, satisfied nodded, "I'm sure Garlan Archmaester will make a great mark in 'The Biography of the Knight'."
Overjoyed by the veiled promise of the old Archmaester, Baelor immediately delivered a few hundred more "Archmaester's writings are truly a masterpiece of historians" - and he was also one of the contestants!
The master of ceremonies also watched the dishes, giving Garlan Tyrell plenty of time to show off, and waited until he walked around the arena twice and stood on the west side before shouting, "mysterious Knight, Batman."
Suddenly, a low cello sounded on the Roseroad in the east. Almost instantly, the violin, trumpet, and Sax sounded, and the music climbed to the most peak almost instantly. Rhythm having ups and downs, just listening to the ensemble, everyone seems to step on the Iron Throne, giving orders to the Seven Kingdoms Duke, hundreds of Earl, Marquess kneeling below.
The source of the symphony is gradually approaching the arena, and the spectators on the outside make way for them. A topless sedan chair carried by people.
Lazily sitting on the sedan chair is a black armored Knight with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at the black bat pattern on his chest, isn't it Batman?
Everyone was stunned. The eight bearers carrying the sedan chair were all pretty Maiden with fair hair and blue eyes and uniform floral white dresses. There were also four girls in blue dresses with black hair and eyes in front of and behind the sedan chair. , also face like hibiscus, smile like flowers.
They carried flower baskets and took a step looking towards all around, scattering colorful petals such as red roses, white peonies, golden tulips, blue cosmos.
Waiting for the sedan chair to pass by, it was another peculiar sedan chair carried by sixteen people.
Sixteen shirtless men with gold ribbons wrapped around their waists carried a fenced wooden platform, nearly 20 square meters wide. Sitting or standing on it, a total of twelve musicians, cello, violin, trumpet, harp, small drum, Sax, recorder...
imposing manner majestic The symphony comes from this wooden platform.
The music was loud and there was absolute silence in the audience. Thousands of spectators seemed to have their jaws dropped to the ground, their eyeballs collapsed, and they were so shocked that they lost their ability to speak and think.
When "GameOfThrones" (the theme song of Game of Thrones) was played to the end, the old Knight pulled the dark horse across the sedan up ahead five meters.
The four Maidens in front retreated to both sides, leaving open space, and another four blue hair red robe Maiden came over with four colored stools and placed them evenly between the war horse and the mysterious Knight. The stools are about a meter or two apart.
As soon as the stool was put down, the tune changed immediately.
It's a bit weird, unlike the native Westeros genre, with obvious exotic features. But the rhythm is lively, free and easy and elegant, and there is a sense of indulgence of 'driving a horse and whipping a whip, happy rivers and lakes'.
Well, to put it simply, from the Game of Thrones theme song to the total Branch Lord appearance song. It's not the acting cool chief Branch Lord (Ma Ning'er) of the Commander "Iron-blooded Youth League", but the one who succeeded acting cool in Fang Shiyu.
When the music climax came, the mysterious Knight, who was lying on the soft couch, stood up abruptly, strode over with the rhythm, almost like a flight, walking through the clouds and flowing water, stepping on four stools one after another, crossing over. Five meters away, and finally jumped on the horse's back.
The armor is heavy and the stools creaky, but the whole movement is easy and elegant, like Surging Waves Subtle Steps, giving a smooth feeling of harmony with the music.
When I got on the saddle, the symphony on the wooden platform suddenly stopped.
The afternoon sun shone down on the ground, and the arena of thousands of people was so silent that only the sound of eyeballs rolling on the ground could be heard - if there was one.
And after watching the whole process of Mysterious Knight stepping on the four colored stools, Earl Garlan blushed and wanted to tear off the Hundred Flowers Cloak immediately behind him.
Because the four rattan-woven round stools were filled with green olive branches, golden roses, blue forget-me-nots, and red Manzhu Shahua.
He is proudly draped behind his feet when others step on his feet, this...
Oldtown "Honeywine acting cool convention", Dany swept the audience and took the top spot— - Even if most of the players haven't played yet.