"This is for me?"
Eitek stared at the medal that Klaus handed over.
The medal was made of a special black metal, and the pattern was a long sword pierced into a raging flame. Under the illumination of the light, the flame at the sword seemed to be burning and emitted light.
Forger.
This was probably the highest honor that a knight of the Iron Nation could obtain, and it was the dream of all knights of the Iron Nation.
When Eitek was young, he had heard his brother boast that he would inevitably become a member of the Forger in the future.
But now for Eitek's brother, this was no longer a childhood fantasy. He was working hard to become a member of the Forger.
For this, not only his brother, but even his father, Count Kirrlutz, had poured all his heart and soul into this eldest son.
"Empress Yekana personally ordered me to give this medal to you."
Prince Klaus half-knelt and turned over the medal in Eitek's hand. There were two lines of small text engraved on the dark blade.
'Eitek Slim Orm.'
This was what was written in the first line.
When Eitek saw the second line, he suddenly laughed. The laughter was accompanied by a cough. He knew how serious his injuries were, but this did not prevent him from laughing to vent his emotions.
The second line of text was written 'Sword of Ossen'!
This was his name on the Holy Battlefield!
Eitek used his blood-stained hands to support his body and tried to stand up. The two knights who had caught Eitek before glanced at Count Kirrlutz.
The Count did not say anything, and the two knights immediately stepped forward to help him up.
When Eitek stood up, his body staggered, but he managed to steady himself.
He straightened his back and stared at Count Kirrlutz, whose face was as cold as ice.
Eitek stared at Count Kirrlutz for a while, then turned around and staggered back to his usual seat in the Weave Hall.
At this moment, no one dared to stop him, whether it was Count Kirrlutz or his knights, no one dared to stand in front of him.
He did not take a few steps before directly kneeling on the ground. The moment his body fell, a knight rushed forward and instantly caught him.
"Send him back to the manor for treatment …" Count Kirrlutz immediately ordered.
"No need, Count Kirrlutz, Her Highness the Queen can't wait too long."
Klaus walked over to the fainted Eitek and checked his injuries.
"His injuries aren't serious. I'll get someone to give him some simple treatment."
Eitek was now covered in bruises, and his left eyeball was bloodshot.
However, this kind of injury could only be considered a minor one to Klaus. He had long since adapted to this degree of injury when he was trying to survive in the furnace.
"There is a healer waiting outside the door, please at least do the lowest level of bandaging here," Count Kirrlutz requested.
"Not too long. I don't have much time," Prince Klaus said.
Two healers entered the room. The knight placed the unconscious Eitkel on the ground and they started a simple treatment.
"Your Highness Klaus, I don't know how many knights in Ossen Castle are better than my incompetent second son. Why … Her Highness the Queen only favors him?" Count Kirrlutz suddenly asked.
Count Kirrlutz had high hopes for his second son a year ago, but when this Magic Net appeared in Ossen Castle, his thoughts were completely on the Magic Net game and hiding from the knights who were hunting him.
During this time, Count Kirrlutz felt that he had raised a thief instead of a righteous knight and gladiator.
"The Queen needs your second son to fight for this country," Klaus said directly.
"Fight for the Iron Nation? The war is about to begin again … Who is the enemy this time? "
Count Kirrlutz was slightly shocked. The people of the Iron Nation were not afraid of war, but Count Kirrlutz had not even heard of the news of war.
"The battlefield this time is not in reality, but in the Holy Spirit game. Your second son is one of the top summoners on the Holy Spirit Battlefield, so the Queen asked me to recruit him."
"Holy Spirit Battlefield."
Count Kirrlutz had more questions at this moment. His impression of the Queen was not someone who was interested in games.
Before he had time to ask for more details, the guests in the Magic Net Hall suddenly entered a state of … mania.
In just a few seconds, the atmosphere in the hall had changed!
The guests of the Magic Net Hall included all classes in Ossen Castle, but even if there were nobles among them, they did not even dare to speak loudly in front of Count Kirrlutz, let alone the commoners.
But now, the customers who had been leaning against the table and deliberately lowering their voices were like a group of monkeys in the mating season, and they became noisy.
"That's right! Three hundred thousand, the prize for the champion is a whole three hundred thousand! "
"My Celestial Ladder score is four thousand five hundred points, who else wants to team up!"
"I only have four thousand points, damn it … Looks like I can't sleep tonight."
What three hundred thousand? What four thousand points?
Count Kirrlutz was in a state of confusion. Klaus directly showed the interface of his magic net to Count Kirrlutz.
He patiently read the contents.
"Holy Spirit Competition … The prize is three hundred thousand gold coins and a crystal of the World Tree."
Count Kirrlutz immediately understood what the commoners meant.
Three hundred thousand gold coins was indeed a very scary number, but to Empress Yekana it was just a large sum of money.
"Does the Empress want the crystal of the World Tree?" Count Kirrlutz asked.
"Yes, and to prove to the world that our country is strong. I said before, Count Kirrlutz, this is a war …" Klaus' tone became a little solemn as he said this, "Last time we lost to the Land of Frost, a humiliating defeat, so this time we must win."
What glory could there be in a game competition …
Count Kirrlutz thought so in his heart, but he did not say it directly.
The expression on Klaus' face already told Count Kirrlutz that if he said such words of contempt for the competition, this Prince Klaus would directly give him an iron fist punishment.
"I will obey Empress Yekana's orders."
Count Kirrlutz remembered that the time of the competition was twenty days later.
"Are you going to Noland then? Count Kirrlutz. "
Klaus glanced at Eitek who was receiving treatment, he was already showing signs of gradually waking up.
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