Chapter 703

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Duel... Duel?

The whole camp was silent, quiet as if he had seen a ghost.

Salika, who raises his knife on his hips, is very complacent about his just performance and enjoys the look of everyone staring at him and losing his soul.

Especially at the moment when the young Duke Byrne finally showed his stunned expression, she felt that she was right!

"Yes, duel!"

The excited salika showed an incomparably bright smile and turned his hand to take back the knife; A man stepped on the map table and rushed directly in front of the black haired wizard. He grinned and looked at him face to face. Lucian, who stopped next to him, was directly ignored by her:

"Beat me, subdue me, or just kill me... The 500 silver armor cavalry behind me belongs to you!"

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows and gave Lauren a very provocative look: "if you don't think it's enough, I'll bet on the 100000 Hussars of big Boyi; how about, dare you bet?!"

The dark haired wizard stared at the wolf like eyes and kept a formulaic smile on his face - his expression was completely frozen.

In the camp where the needle could be heard, except for count Seth braha's angry and calm exhalation, there was only master asamai's expression of "as I expected" and a deep sigh.

"Dear Miss salika Jonah..."

In an atmosphere in which everyone was at a loss, count Eckert finally stood up and coughed heavily: "Byrne respects your ideas and wishes... But because of this, the Duke can't accept your duel invitation."

"This is not only about you personally, but also the friendship between the two families of Turin and Jonah and the two principalities, whose blood is thicker than water - the victory or defeat of either side will eventually crack the friendship!"

What the Earl of fury Castle said was reasonable and convincing; The people who had just looked embarrassed in the camp nodded one after another. Count braha and master asamai breathed a long sigh, and finally there was a step down.

Only Sarika, who was interrupted by the "good play", looked a little angry. He hated to see the old man who stood up to stir up his "good thing"... The old men in the world were the same as expected!

The next second, an imperceptible sly expression flashed on her face, and then she sighed heavily: "Alas... Since it's related to the friendship between Byrne and Boye, there's no way - I apologize, I've gone too far."

But before everyone was relieved, she heard her next sentence:

"Since we want to maintain the friendship between Byrne and Boye, and let the Duke of Byrne command the Boye cavalry to save our Boyes - how about I marry the Duke of Byrne directly?"

She opened her arms and excitedly enjoyed the stunned expressions of the people around her: "in this way, the two principalities become one, and Duke Bain has a good reason to save the Principality of Boye!"

"Please, please wait a minute!" count braha, who finally couldn't sit still, suddenly got up and waved to stop: "about this matter, we boyans..."

"What about you? What do you say?"

Ignoring the white faced count braha directly, the smiling and happy salika turned her eyes to Loren again, stood on the table, stroked her chest like a man, raised her head and eyes and stared at him:

"Let me ask again - the honourable Lord Laurent Turin, Duke of Byrne, are you going to win me or... Marry me?!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the black haired wizard.

Lauren, with a stiff expression, still smiled awkwardly and twitched at the corners of his mouth.

The whole camp was silent. It was as quiet as a ghost.

Salika... Jonah, she did it on purpose.

Her idea is simple and not hard to guess - from the quarrel at the beginning to the current "mischief", there is only one purpose for everyone to get down, that is to strive for the initiative of the "thousand tent city rescue".

If you agree to duel with her, no matter win or lose, everyone will not look good in the end. It will hurt both sides... Even if the two principalities break up with saleka in the end, it doesn't matter. She's not Archduke Boyi yet;

If she agrees to propose, she will certainly put forward more "more reasonable" conditions and requirements, and even let Byrne rescue Boye at any cost;

But if Loren doesn't agree to both, she has to make some concessions and compromises to her, such as the next rescue war led by the Jonah family... Maybe that's what she really wants.

As for why Loren knows so well about these - Morning Star forest, eboden, broken boundary mountain, red blood castle... He has used similar routines countless times before, and this time is no different.

The only difference is that he is no longer the other side of the routine, but the one who is routine

Looking at the flax braided girl with increasingly proud expression, Loren sighed heavily.

Otherwise, you'll give in first? Anyway, the war is far from over. It's not a crime to compete with the Jonah family for one city and one place

"Well, then duel!"

Just as the dark haired wizard was ready to compromise, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Before he looked back, the determined little wizard stood between Loren and salika, staring at her and blocking the black haired wizard behind him:

"I'll take your challenge instead of Loren!"

"You?" Sarika looked up contemptuously and frowned impatiently: "I'm the heir of Jonah family, the next Archduke Boyi, you..."

"You are not the Duke of Boye, and the one you want to challenge is the Lord of Byrne!"

AI Yin coldly interrupted him, with some stubbornness in his blue eyes: "according to the imperial law, he has the right to assign others to duel with you!"

Salika's face changed: "then why are you..."

"Because I am his friend, because I am the senior of Loren Turin, the subordinate of Duke Byrne and the president of the wizard association!"

With a reddish complexion, the little wizard interrupted Sarika again: "now, I, Ayn Rand of lottel, the alchemist recognized by the nine pointed star wizard tower, officially challenge you, distinguished miss Sarika Jonah!"

"I'll give you two choices now, either take back your opinion or accept my challenge!" looking at Sally Ka with a stiff expression, Ayn also raised her head provocatively:

"Or... You don't even have the confidence to win a wizard like me?"

In the quiet camp, the earls and lords with different faces did not know what to say in the face of such a strange situation.

With a gentle cough like count Eckert's, the embarrassed master achamay stood up: "miss salika, this wizard ain Rand doesn't mean..."

"I know exactly what the wizard means, master ashamei!"

The wolf like girl coldly interrupted. Looking at another guy who jumped out to destroy his "plan", her beautiful face also showed some ferocious distortion:

"Good... If the Duke doesn't mind his wizard friend being beaten on the ground, I'll accept your challenge!"

"I'll give it back to you intact, miss salika Jonah."

As for a dark haired wizard who always wanted to interrupt, he was completely ignored by the two people

"Good..." salika looked at Ayn and said coldly, "what weapon are you going to use, little wizard?"

"Let me remind you first that this sacred duel is not allowed to use your strange potions and tricks."

"I don't need any medicine for you. Bows and arrows are enough."

The little wizard frowned slightly and looked serious: "let me remind you that you'd better prepare another shield - my arrow is very fast."

"We are Boyi, saber is all!" salika's expression was disdainful: "the shield is what cowards need..."

"Dang -!!"

Before she finished, a huge impulse came from the blade and immediately got rid of it!

The stunned salika and all the Earls in the camp turned their heads at the same time and looked at the war bow in the little wizard's hand.

AI Yin stood with her bow raised and snorted at her without expression:

"Now... Do you want a shield?"