After Alvin got up, he ate something casually, then hummed a tune and went to the player area to see the day's game arrangements. Unexpectedly, he saw an interesting character he was "familiar with" - Baguette.
When Baguette saw Alvin, his face was hostile. To be precise, he was very frightened. From time to time, he glanced at Alvin from the side.
Alvin looked at his opponent's name─Brad Shetter, which was very unfamiliar. Seeing the look on Baguette's face, I thought to myself, could this be his opponent this time?
"Wow, this is my first game today." Alvin sighed as he looked at the schedule.
"Hey, look at you, did you sleep well last night?" Onian's teasing voice came from behind him.
"Ha. Don't you know, Your Highness, whether I slept well or not?" Alvin turned back and looked at the princess with a smile, his eyes full of "meaningful".
O'Ni'an hesitated for a moment, her blushing face disappeared in a flash, and she said angrily: "You're the only one who can take advantage of me verbally."
"Oh. Your Highness means that I should practice more, right? Alas, I was too conservative last night." Alvin sighed with a sad look on his face.
But he was thinking in his heart, "Little fox, it's not like I don't know that you're not really asleep. If you want me to break the rules of offense and defense between men and women, you'd be looking down on me."
Onian gave up the verbal confrontation with him. Anyway, he didn't take advantage of her once or twice, so it didn't hurt anymore. She pulled Alvin aside, glanced at the baguette casually, and whispered: "That person is your opponent in the next match."
Alvin thought that this was what he had guessed, "I don't know why, but I always feel like this person is very hostile to me."
"Then I have to ask you." O'Nian looked at Alvin with a smile on her face, but her eyes were very cold.
"What are you asking me for?" Alvin asked confused.
"Heh, don't show me your signature way of pretending to be confused?" O'Nian glared at him.
"I really don't know." Alvin said helplessly.
"Oh, you don't know..." O'Ni'an drawled, "Who deliberately laughed at someone's appearance in front of Miss Lan Yu that day?"
"I just smiled at that time, it was just an instinctive reaction." Alvin became even more helpless.
"That's right, you say." Onian didn't refute, "It's just that if you poke his sore spot in front of the girl he likes, it's normal for people to hate you."
"Where did you see this, Your Highness?" Alvin asked curiously.
"This man secretly glanced at your girl Lan Yu more than ten times during one meal." Onian said calmly.
"Your Highness is so observant." Alvin sighed, neither admitting nor denying the marriage.
O'Ni'an ignored him and said to herself: "But it's a bit strange. This man comes from a humble background. How did he get in touch with Bai Chen and the Resa brothers and sisters? As far as I know, people like Bai Chen and Lan Yu are relatively young people." They are arrogant and arrogant. How can ordinary people enter their circle?"
"If it is true, as His Highness said, that he can eat at the same table with these people, it would be a bit strange." Alvin thought for a while and said, "But maybe he has a background in the Orthodox Church?"
Alvin thought to himself that the Orthodox Church was running rampant, and many nobles, big and small, were fawning over it, fearing that the Church would one day come to accuse them of "blasphemy." Now, as a small priest in the church, he is more popular than some small nobles.
"It should be." Onian responded. She thought to herself, "If this church is not eliminated, it will be a disaster sooner or later."
"Your Highness, are you going to investigate this bread man because he wants to fight me next time?" Alvin looked at Onian with a smile and said, "I didn't expect His Highness to be so worried about me?"
O'Nian couldn't help laughing when she heard the bread man. After hearing what he said, her golden eyes blinked dexterously, "I found that you are really a self-centered person. I didn't investigate him, but I just casually Just ask someone."
"Oh..." Alvin said in her drawl.
Onian ignored his teasing and reminded him seriously: "But this person has a weird face and looks like he has evil intentions. You should be careful."
Alvin nodded and said in closing: "As expected, you still care about me."
Onian had nothing to do with him, "Just don't waste me a lot of potion materials after the fight. Master and I have worked hard to collect them."
"I understand. I understand. Your Highness, I understand everything." Alvin looked like he was in need of a beating.
O'Nian looked at Alvin's dead expression and wanted to go up and squeeze him to death several times, but she didn't do it to save her face.
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When Alvin stood in front of the audience again, the audience gave this young man who could bring surprises every time enough cheers and screams. This is why Alvin only plans to participate in the pillow sword meeting once, because youth without careful consideration does not last forever, and maybe next time he will not have the courage to risk his life just to win.
Alvin looked around the arena, but still didn't see the red-haired girl.
"Lan Yu is avoiding me. Onian's match is next, and she is probably still waiting in the aisle. Without these two loyal female spectators, I feel a little lonely." He thought coquettishly.
Brad the Baguette was not at all frightened by the roaring roar, and kept his eyes fixed on Alvin.
Alvin looked at his opponent's empty hands and couldn't tell what kind of weapon he was using. He didn't know whether he was a martial artist or a magician.
As soon as the competition started, Brad flicked his sleeves and had two daggers less than one foot in his hands. He strode towards Alvin, using the high-level agility technique to bless him while running. .
Alvin remembered that Onian's opponent on the first day also used such a short weapon, and thought to himself: "It turns out that he is not just a martial artist, but a killer."
When encountering this kind of opponent, the best option for Alvin is to first release a barrier-type magic, such as freezing and slowing down. However, Alvin has recently been busy studying ancient high-level magic, and is basically still in the introductory stage of enchantment magic. Only then did he remember that there was a reason for Fetimo always scolding him for not working hard.
So he had no choice but to throw more than a dozen ice spears at Brad, and use a regular air blast to increase the distance between him and his opponent. However, these simple ice spear skills were resolved by a few light cross cuts from the opponent.
Just when Alvin wanted to take advantage of the distance to observe his opponent, two daggers were almost flying to his door.
"What the hell?" Alvin shouted in surprise, and then he realized that there were two silver chains about three to five paces long tied to the ends of the two daggers. The chains were wrapped around his sleeves before, and he Didn't notice it at all.
He was surprised in his heart: "This baguette made a dagger fly out when he made a cross cut. He actually predicted the point where I would break the air?"
Alvin moved his left hand horizontally and pulled out an ice mirror. Brad's two daggers nailed it and instantly shattered the mirror, but the momentum was much weaker.
Brad's hands were in a mess, and the flying sword, which had lost momentum, twisted its blade and instantly regained its killing intent, whistling and stabbing Alvin in the face again.
"It seems that this person has a big problem with me laughing at his face." Alvin frowned and thought, "The key point is that I'm not the type of Gaffer who always thinks about scratching my face."
"Dang, Dang" sounded twice, and the two flying swords directly hit the outer wall of the light shield, and the murderous intent sank into the sea.
"Come on Alvin!" The audience saw Alvin's specialty show coming on stage, and their cheers became even louder.
Brad saw Alvin using his light shield, pulled his hands, the silver chain flew, and the two flying swords were immediately returned to his hands. With two lunges, he was directly at Alvin's side.
The next scene should be Brad slashing at the light shield, just like the gunman in the previous scene.
However, a scene that shocked the entire audience appeared. Alvin himself withdrew the light shield.
Brad originally used his two-handed sword to strike the light shield with a star-and-moon combo, but this time it was all in vain.
Alvin took advantage of his opponent's hesitation and fired four or five instant magic spells at his chest, then moved away gracefully with a rip in the air.
After eating Alvin a few times, Brad was in a trance, and he felt the various negative states in his chest spreading throughout his body.
"Ha. This level is not enough to hurt me." Brad waved the silver chain flying sword with his backhand, pointing directly at Alvin.
"Why is this guy so accurate in judging my landing point?" Alvin was secretly surprised. Every time he used Rikuong, he couldn't stand firm, and the opponent's flying sword had already followed him.
Alvin had no choice but to use his light shield to block this attack again.
Brad learned the lesson this time and did not rush to get close to Alvin. He waved two silver chains, like two silver whips, repeatedly hitting the outer wall of the light shield.
Alvin felt that this level of attack was much worse than that of the gunman in the previous battle. Obviously, killers like Brad were still a little behind in strengthening their strength.
This time it was Brad's turn to be in trouble. Obviously he also knew that an attack of this level was like scratching an itch for Alvin's light shield. If Alvin is allowed to recite ancient magic in the light shield, there will be too many lessons learned from the past.
Brad was also very decisive, and he made up his mind to attach the light shield directly. Although he didn't understand the principle of Alvin's magic, he knew that every time Alvin used it, he would only have half a life left.
Alvin looked at Brad slashing his swords at close range again, smiled softly, and repeated his old trick, taking off his light shield, and facing Brad with a series of instant magic.
Brad was on guard this time and blocked part of it with his swords, but he was still hit by a few spells. Coupled with the previous time, the negative states on his body became more and more stacked.
Then the whole audience exclaimed.
This time, Alvin's air rift flashed directly behind Brad, and he blasted his unsuspecting back again, risking all kinds of weird purple magic to explode behind his opponent.
This time Brad finally couldn't stand it anymore. Because he was unprepared, he was blown away and slid on the ground for a while.
Alvin didn't give his opponent a chance, and threw several more instant magic spells at Brad who hadn't gotten up yet. What surprised him was that Brad was extremely tenacious, doing a batch with one palm and rolling his body sideways on the ground. After a few laps, he dodged one of his attacks. However, Alvin's magic has a strong tracking ability, and he immediately changed direction and attacked Brad.
For a killer who is the most important figure in martial arts, Brad can react much faster than the tracking magic. He has already climbed up, knelt on one knee, and crossed his arms to resist. Alvin's attack was blocked this time.
Of course, Alvin couldn't just stare blankly, and once again used the light shield to defend in advance. His flexible use of the light shield in this scene really made Brad the baguette so angry that fire almost spewed out of the "raisin".
It was obvious that Brad was completely at a disadvantage on the court at this time, and there was nothing he could do with Alvin's agile play style.
The ensuing battle situation has evolved into Alvin's unilateral teasing of Brad. His ghostly slits appeared in various positions that Brad could not imagine.
"I'm here."
Before Alvin finished speaking, Brad suffered a burst of instant magic on his forehead.
"I'm here."
A strange purple light appeared again on Brad's side waist.
"Hey, I'm here."
Before Brad could turn around to resist, he was blown away by the magic again.
Now Brad could no longer make the predictions he had in the opening scene, and had no ability to fight back. He was unilaterally beaten crazily by Alvin's instant magic, and was obviously struggling to his death relying on his will. Seeing him unable to get up after being beaten several times, some of the stewards on the sidelines could hardly stand it anymore, but if the players persisted, there was nothing they could do.
Brad looked at the teasing look on Alvin's face and thought of the time he laughed at his appearance yesterday. He gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.
"I finally found an opportunity to see her, but I was laughed at by you bastard." Brad cursed in his heart, and he thought of the smile on the corner of the goddess's mouth at that time, even the sneer looked so charming. What made him even more angry was that the guy in front of him still had an ambiguous relationship with the goddess. This guy didn't cherish it, so he had to watch Shu and flirt with the princess.
How did Alvin know that his opponent had so much going on in his mind? He fired a few magic bullets in his hand, hoping to end the battle as soon as possible.
Obviously, Alvin's attack was enough to knock down his opponent. Brad couldn't get up this time and seemed to have passed out.
The deacons breathed a sigh of relief, decided the winner, and prepared to go on stage to carry Brad off.
Alvin let out a long breath and enjoyed the applause of the audience. His inner joy showed wildly, "I'm in the top four. It seems that Lao Fei's vision is really good."
Just when he was feeling complacent, the man lying behind him showed a hint of cunning, quietly raised his elbow, and shot a short arrow toward Alvin's back.
Brad actually hides a crossbow? To be precise, the crossbow was registered, but Brad never used it in battle. As early as this morning when he learned that his opponent was Alvin, he had planned for this moment. Winning or losing was no longer important to him. What he wanted was Alvin's life.
After this experience, Alvin will clearly realize two things: First, never take a killer lightly, even if he has been seriously injured and fell to the ground, because no one knows how many killing methods he has hidden. Second, it is very stupid to expose your back to your opponent.
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Alvin was still immersed in his own world and couldn't react at all, so a short arrow was inserted into his back. He turned his head and stared at his back with a look of disbelief on his face, almost doubting that it was someone else's back. If it weren't for the shocking pain that came from his back, he would certainly not have been able to believe that he had been attacked by a sneak attack.
The entire audience couldn't believe that someone actually committed an attack in front of tens of thousands of people.
Yet this happened.
Several deacons in black immediately went to hold Brad down, but he had exhausted his last strength and this time he really passed out. He had an extremely long smile on his face that did not match the normal length of a human face.
When Alvin moved a little, he pulled at the wound on his back and let out a hiss. The pain made him break into a cold sweat.
The stretcher originally prepared for Brad was now given to Alvin, and the deacons asked him to lie flat on his back to avoid disturbing the wound.
Brad was tied up with ropes by several deacons and carried off the field.
When being carried off the field, Alvin heard Prime Minister Fuller announcing the measures to deal with, and he could also hear various abuses and denunciations from the audience. But he was too lazy to care about this, after all, his back hurt too much.
When Onian saw Alvin being carried down, she asked Alvin solemnly, "What's going on?"
"That bread man is really not a good guy. He attacked me even after I won." Alvin regretted that he didn't take Onian's instructions to be careful about his opponents to heart.
Onian looked at Alvin's wound carefully, "The wound is a bit deep, the arrow should not be poisonous."
"Princess, you are joking. These weapons must be re-checked before going on stage. They cannot be poisonous." A deacon reminded.
Onian nodded, "Carry him to the tent yesterday. I'll be there in a minute."
Several deacons nodded in response.
When Alvin saw that he was being carried back to the tent again, he sighed that life was so amazing, and cursed, "This is the third fucking time."
Originally, the medical officers from the competition committee were going to come in for treatment, but the deacons naturally understood what the princess meant and dismissed the medical officers. It's okay now, Alvin is left alone.
Fortunately, Onian arrived at the tent soon, carrying a cloth bag in her hand.
"Don't you still want to compete?" Alvin couldn't help but ask.
"The competition committee has just moved the competition to the afternoon. Now we are dealing with the person who hurt you." Onian said while taking out various instruments, gauze, bandages, etc. from the bag. "Didn't I tell you to be careful about that person?"
Alvin couldn't help but swallowed when he looked at the instruments lined up, and sighed: "Your Highness, I really didn't expect this person to hate me so much."
"Be patient for a while, and I'll pull out the arrow." Onian ordered, and then went to untie Alvin's upper body robe.
At this time, Alvin no longer had the intention to feel the alluring fragrance of the princess, and allowed Onian to clean his upper body neatly.
He turned his head and glanced, and Onian was picking out a pair of silver pliers of suitable size. He was so frightened that he quickly turned his head back and whispered, "Be gentle."
Onian smiled silently and sighed to herself, "The skin is not bad."
She used paralyzing lightning magic in one hand, and clamped the tail end of the short arrow with pliers in the other hand.
"Bear it." Onian used both hands.
"Uh..." Alvin felt a numbness from the wound, followed by a sharp pain, and he knew that the arrowhead had been pulled out.
Onian put down the pliers, took a square towel and dipped it in the magic potion and wiped it carefully on the wound.
"It hurts." Alvin felt that the wound was burning with pain after being stained with the magic potion. He turned to look at Onian and said, "Your Highness, wasn't this the square towel you used to wipe my saliva yesterday?"
"That's right." Onian looked at Alvin amusedly, "Do you dislike your own saliva?"
"That's not true." Alvin said sarcastically.
"Haha. Look at you like that." Onian laughed and said, "Are you a fool? I had already thrown away the thing that wiped your saliva. How could I still carry it with me? If you don't dislike it, I still dislike it."
Alvin turned around and was surprised at the power of the princess's potion. The pain in the wound actually subsided a lot.
Onian picked up the gauze to help him seal the wound, and said softly: "Come on, sit up."
Alvin sat up cross-legged obediently.
Onian held the gauze with one hand and wrapped the bandage tightly around his shoulders and chest several times with the other hand.
As soon as the pain on his back stopped, Alvin's mind became more alive. He felt the princess's delicate tender skin sliding across his skin, and her warm nose touching his back. From time to time, the two of them would stick together without any distance, feeling the princess's clothes. Their scalps would tingle, their brains would be deprived of oxygen, their eyes would be heavy, and their breathing would be rapid. "Mom, I'm enjoying this injury so much."
No matter how calm Alvin was in his arms, he was still a young man full of energy. Faced with such a beautiful and stunning woman like Onian, and being so close to each other, his energy and blood surged, his heartbeat accelerated, and he had evil thoughts on his head. Frequently. Besides, Alvin is not a calm person.
He took advantage of Onian coming around to wrap the bandage, and quickly grasped her wrist and pushed her down on the bed. During this period, he did not forget to cast a condescending glance at Onian, who looked astonished. At this time, he forgot that he had boasted about his ability to advance and retreat in the morning.
"Ah~" After completing this action, Alvin screamed and fell on the bed. It turned out that he had forgotten the injury on his back, and the injury was affected when he supported his shoulders.
Of course Onian was not easy to get along with, her golden eyes glared, she pounced on Alvin like a lioness, and took a bite out of his shoulder.
"Ah~" Alvin was already rolling in pain. He glanced at his shoulders and saw blood oozing from the two rows of shell marks, and screams could not be heard.
"You deserve it." Onian looked at Alvin crying and crying with cold eyes, but the temperature on his cheeks was not the same.
Alvin rolled for a while and then couldn't roll anymore, curling up motionless.
"Hmph. I told you to do evil. Now you feel better." Onian said coldly.
Alvin didn't know whether he was resentful or guilty, but turned his back to Onian and remained silent.
Onian ignored him and looked at the wound on his back. The blood had seeped into the gauze. She cursed in her heart, "I should hurt you to death, you bad thing." In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and tidied him up again. Then he used his strong hands to tighten the untied bandage on his back. Alvin no longer had the energy to argue with her. After many twists and turns, the wound was finally bandaged. When she was done, she didn't forget to flick on Alvin's wound, and Alvin screamed again. He was in so much pain that he seemed to still have the last bit of strength left.
Alvin buried his head and looked at the wound on his shoulder with lingering fear.
Onian looked at him pretending to be dead, and laughed in annoyance.
"Okay, you can lie down on your own. Don't worry about it, or you'll open the wound again." Onian explained and went out.
Alvin lay on the bed, looked carefully at the tooth marks on his shoulder, and suddenly smiled proudly, with a hint of arrogance.
