The night before the competition began.

"Let me participate in your martial arts competition."

Hestein slapped his hand at Ella's table, and his voice scared Amy beside him.

"No! It is impossible for ordinary people to get engaged to the daughter of the Duke of Aquitaine, so only the nobles can participate in this martial arts competition. Pirates cannot do it! You are the pirate king, either!"

Ella stepped onto the table and glared at Hestein.

"Is the engagement with Aquitaine fake? I tell you that the sister of the Count of Ile-de-Island France has put forward the conditions that to obtain her support, the first thing is to win the championship of the conference you held. Let me go and win the championship so that the negotiations can continue."

"Then you can't be allowed to participate! You can't be allowed to negotiate with the Count of Ile de France! You will completely mess up my plan!"

"You've had a martial arts competition, are you still planning?"

"Of course there is! Now things are completely within my control!"

"Sepia, I've wanted to ask you a long time ago." Hestein glared at his eyes, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Ella was startled. But she quickly plucked up the courage to turn back: "Of course! When I met in Gotland that day, I said that I planned to reach an alliance with the Federation of Almany, but you were going to fight, but you were going to fight! You were completely a savage pirate! How could I allow you to participate in the meeting with the Earl of France in this way!"

"Pirates...?"

Ella was ready to welcome Hestein's even more angry. Unexpectedly, after Hestein heard Ella's words, he suddenly froze there. His eyes, the corners of his mouth, and even his whole face showed an indescribable complex expression.

After a long time, he sighed:

"Okay, you won that time, I will listen to you this time. The negotiations will be fully handed over to you. When you encounter any difficulties, come to me again."

He turned around, waved his hand behind, and disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

The next day, the martial arts competition opened smoothly as planned.

The venue was held in an arena that was already a bit shabby, with ordinary decorations and even a little shabby. Alfred walked into the audience with the crowd. Before he could even sit down, he suddenly heard a "click" sound, and a chair next to him broke, and the person sitting on it fell to the ground.

"It's so rough." Alfred exclaimed, "It's worthy of Scipio."

He carefully confirmed his seat and sat down carefully after judging that the chair was at least firm. At this time, he saw Hestein coming and sitting next to him.

"Yo, the King of Heroes." Alfred greeted, "The last time we met was when the coalition defeated Ragner."

"Don't you compete?" Hestein asked. "I thought some people would come and ask you to win the championship."

"Someone is here to ask me," Alfred smiled. "But someone at home doesn't let me participate in this competition, so he must serve me on behalf of me. She said that although the engagement is fake, if everyone else thinks so, maybe the Duke of Aquitaine will be a real act, which is too dangerous."

"Too dangerous? Too dangerous for whom?"

"Of course it's for me. Why am I the lord of a country? There are quite a few nobles who want to marry my daughter to me."

"It's worthy of being the King of Knights." Hestein glanced at Alfred, "If it were me, others would probably say that the danger was the lady of the Duke of Aquitaine, and even the wife and mother of the Duke of Aquitaine are all in danger."

While speaking, a sound of gongs and drums came, and the participants entered the venue with a neat team.

"Everyone! The number of people who signed up for this competition reached 165! It can be said that it is a unique grand occasion!" Ravi used a box to raise himself and delivered a speech in front of everyone. "There was a strict selection when registering. The people who signed up for the competition were all nobles from all over the Almani Federation. Whoever wins in the end will be engaged to the daughter of the Duke of Aquitaine! Now, let me introduce the players who entered the competition one by one..."

"Isn't this an alchemist I sent to the academy to study? Why did she host the conference here?" Alfred turned his head and asked Hestein. "I thought it was either Scipio, or the maid next to her who presided over the conference."

"I don't know," Hestein said, "maybe she thinks she is more eloquent and suitable for this job?"

"...Look at the contestant coming now! He is Bashaoer, the fourth son of Earl Mann. Although he is the fourth son, he is the son of the Earl after all, and his family is still very wealthy. If there is someone in the audience who likes her, you can hand her a handkerchief and hand her water to comfort her after he fails the game. Things are unpredictable, and it is impossible for the person who inherits the ranking and is ahead of him to have any accidents. He will become Mann's first heir, right? Let's give applause to this contestant!"

"Okay. Just pretend I didn't say it." Hestein couldn't help but shake his head, "What the hell is Scipio thinking? I don't understand the idea of ​​this orthodox royal family."

"Actually, I don't understand it very much," Alfred smiled. "But I know that they always appear in the most critical places. Since they haven't appeared here, there should be more important things to do. As for Ravi, she was just too simple and said whatever she thought of. The nobles shouldn't have the same knowledge as this little girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ravi suddenly opened his throat:

"The next person who comes in is a heavyweight player, actually - is the son of the Duke of Normandy! And he is the first heir to the Duke of Normandy! He will sooner or later become a powerful duke! Why would he participate in this competition? Will he win the final victory of this game? If the two powerful dukes Aquitaine and Normandy join forces, will it have a profound impact on the Federation? Let's wait and see!"

Gotzbelt obviously didn't expect that he would be introduced so seriously and waved at the crowd awkwardly.

"Probably, Ravi's family is relatively poor," Alfred explained with a smile. "The alchemy experiment requires a lot of money, so it's not surprising that she would prefer rich and powerful nobles."

"...The last one has nothing to introduce. It is a baron on a small island abroad that I have never heard of. Well, Baron Bedford, looks like a savage, and his territory is probably very poor. Let's applaud him at least, welcome him."

A man in bear's skin walked past the audience. He was short and thin, and he didn't look like he could play in a martial arts competition.

"The above are all participants in the martial arts competition! The competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is in the form of melee. If you actively surrender or lose your combat ability, you will lose your qualification for the competition. If you stand at the last four people, you will enter the second round of one-on-one duel! That's it! Everyone should work hard at the end!!"
Chapter completed!