Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

On December 2, 205 of the Guangxi Calendar, the new Royal Tournament began.While restoring the previous competition rules, this competition has an unprecedented number of more than 7,000 participants. In order to ensure that the final finals will be held on January 1 next year, these participants were divided into several groups, respectively. In different venues for elimination matches, the final winners of each group will gather again to draw lots and finally decide the final champion.

In the draw ceremony, the words of Her Majesty Catherine made almost all the men participating in the competition become enthusiastic. The fame of the Rose of Falath Emperor slowly spread throughout the continent after she began to become the Grand Archon. Of women staying together for life is definitely something that countless men dream of.

Ryan made up his mind to take the game seriously under Vivienne’s encouragement. Then he will win the final championship and propose to Falas as the overlord of Cassano. As long as she contacts Falas and Victor secretly, then Catherine will The inexplicable move turned into a tailor-made plan for Ryan and the others.

Ryan, who had regained his fighting spirit, quickly issued a new order. He put all of his staff who signed up for the competition on vacation, allowing them to prepare for the battle on their own, while those who did not participate went to various competition venues to collect information.After arranging these things, Ryan will also begin to face his schedule.

The first game was a mercenary from Sea Breeze City. Although the information collected by his men was not very complete, Ryan still watched from start to finish, but he didn't bother to remember the name of the opponent.Perhaps it was because of the uneven players in the knockout rounds. In the previous games, Ryan did not exceed 5 minutes. It was almost a short time before the two sides of the match separated the highs and lows, so Ryan's first game was originally expected. In the morning of the next day, the result was actually scheduled to the afternoon of the first day because of the speeding up of the schedule.

When the gong rang, the mercenary of the Seawind City roared, raised the hammer in his hand and rushed towards Ryan. Ryan stood there, yawned lazily, and then in that Seawind City When the hammer on his mercenary's hand was half a meter away, he slammed a lightning ball into the opponent's chest.

The mercenary from Haicheng City rushed over very fast, but he flew out faster. The people watching the battle under the platform only heard a scream of "Ah" from above, and then a human body hit There was a dull noise on the ground below the stage, and the referee standing on the high platform outside the court shouted loudly: "Winner, Fabia of Cassano."

While Ryan walked slowly back to his box, he exited a secluded aisle on the other side of the venue. Faras, who covered his face in a cloak, turned his head and said to Victor who was also dressed: "This is the Casa Fabia, the overlord of Nuo?"

Victor nodded. Today they came to view Biya after putting on make-up. The main reason is that Faras has made up his mind to form an alliance with Cassano as quickly as possible, because God needs an ally in politics. , And the Royal Knights also need the plains of Cassano militarily.

"What do you think of his magical power?" Farras looked at Ryan who was sitting in the box in the distance and whispered: "According to intelligence, this Fabia is only 25 or 6 years old, but his magical power has reached a high level. At the level of a magician or above, it is said that he once blessed his own "War Horn" in a battle of tens of thousands of people. I remember that our emperor needs at least 10 high-level magicians to cooperate, and in the next 3 The sky cannot rely on the power of those 10 magicians."

Victor slowly shook his head and said: "In fact, he has not revealed his true power at all. All the information we collect is not confronted by him and another evenly matched master, even if it is a sword against Seawind City. The mercenary with Rose can only show him a little bit of strength. Unless I fight him now, otherwise..."

"Then why do you think he came to the imperial capital himself? If you want to ally with us, you can send a messenger." Farasi said confusedly: "I just can't figure this out, unless he intends to surrender our imperial capital. With Sano’s current situation and Fabia’s methods, it is entirely possible to use balance tactics and wander between several forces, so that he will gain more benefits."

"Fani, although Cassano's geographical location is very good, but the population is too small." Victor said slowly: "Now Mochizuki City is working hard to expand its power to the south. Fighting with the orcs desperately consumes the strength of our imperial capital, and Seck has to mobilize heavily to suppress the southern sea breeze city and the free paradise. For the time being, it cannot be relieved. As for the free paradise, they would rather monopolize the trade of Cassano with gold coins."

"So now it seems that Cassano can wander among several forces as much as possible, but the vitality of the imperial capital is still slowly recovering, Mochizuki City will eventually stabilize the rear, even if it is Seck City, as long as Desperate to launch a storm of 100,000 troops, Cassano will still suffer heavy losses. So this Mr. Fabia simply finds an ally for himself."

"We should be fortunate that he chose the imperial capital first!" Falasi said.

"You can't say this completely. If you think about it, you will understand that the northern part of the imperial capital is a powerful orc. As long as we don't drive the orcs out of the South Tarun grassland in one day, it is impossible to send troops to the south, regardless of the city of Sek. It’s Mochizuki City, but he can find a time to annex Cassano. Therefore, we need him and he also needs us. This is a win-win situation in itself, and it is also the best contact for each other’s interests. I think the only thing he has to think about now is Catherine or you Faras?"

"It would be great if Catherine didn't fight for power..." Falasi sighed slightly.

Victor interrupted Farasi slightly: "Catherine also wants you to give up your power."

"Teacher!" Faras yelled a little coquettishly. When her mood fluctuated, she could not control her voice. This yell was much louder. If someone with a heart listens carefully nearby, she must be able to hear the voice. The chief consul of the imperial capital, but at this time everyone was on the playing field that was still a wonderful game, and did not notice the entrance of the passage, so Faras did not reveal his identity.

"The road to power is either advancing or retreating. Don't say it's you and Catherine. After a few years, you have completely mastered the situation in the imperial capital, and after Luke wakes up, it is equally impossible for you to let out the power." Victor said. Slightly cruel: "This is not a question of whether you want or are willing, but a question of the interests of your power being affected. If you give up power, you are still Luke's daughter, and what about your cronies? Theirs The position will soon be replaced by Luke's cronies, how can their interests be guaranteed?"

"I……"

"Fani, what I said is a bit cruel, but you must remember that since you have embarked on this path, there is no retreat. You can only go on. It's like a knockout game going on here, even if You have an absolute advantage in the game, but as long as you lose the game with a slight negligence, you will be disqualified and there will be no day to turn back. It doesn't matter if you lose the game, but the road to power you lose is your life ."

Victor’s words made Faras silent, and Victor patted Farasi on the shoulder and said, “Okay, don’t think about these things. I should actually be a few years later with these words. I told you, but recently I always have a bad feeling in my heart..."

"Ah, how could this happen?" Faras was startled. She was about to ask, but saw Victor shook his finger gently, then pointed to the ground below and said: "Here, a bard and A warrior game, who do you think will win?"

Faras looked into the field. At this time, Bud and the Gotha with the double-headed giant axe had arrived at one end of the field, waiting for the referee to simply announce the rules of the game to them. Note, almost all killers are automatically disqualified from the game, unconsciousness or jumping off the game platform counts as a loss.

Gotha roared: "Is it annoying, you have to say it once a game, you are not tired!"

The referee was at a loss for words. He looked at Gotha nonchalantly, feeling very uncomfortable with this fierce-looking brawny, but he had nothing to do with the opponent, as long as he quickly left the playing field and returned to the high platform on which he stood. .With the ringing of the game gong, today's most unequal competition began.

Even if Ryan defeated his opponent with just a wave of his hand before, everyone knows the huge advantage that a powerful magician has when facing ordinary fighters, but if a fighter madly attacks a magician who is caught off guard, It's not that there is no chance of comeback. However, as a bard, it should be like a clown in everyone's mind. It is no problem to bring everyone joy. But if you want to defeat a fighter with strong martial skills, Hardly anyone believes it.

Especially seeing the huge gap between Bud, who is an ordinary figure, and Gotha, who is two meters tall, and the 80 kg pole that Gotha is carrying on his shoulders, has exceeded the weight of an adult man on the journey. Axe, everyone strengthened their thoughts: "Bard? Let's go rap. Fighting has nothing to do with the bard!"

Bud stared at Gotha with an arrogant face, and swore a few words in angrily. He was probably cursing Gotha’s parents. Bud knew that this game had a bearing on his future. Last night Ryan revealed his own The strength made Bud firm his choice. For the book that he hadn’t started writing yet, Bud was determined to do his best to deal with his opponents. As for whether he could win, Bud didn’t know and didn’t have time to think about it. His eyes were fixed on Gotha, who was standing opposite, about 20 meters away from him.