Chapter 712
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"Is the first opponent the Land of Frost?"
The moment Empress Yekana saw the old fox in the arena, her murderous intent had completely overflowed and could not be controlled.
A timid person would probably tremble just by standing next to the Empress.
In fact, Josiah had already seen a forger next to Empress Yekana trembling all over.
Your Royal Highness, your player's psychological quality is not good …
Josiah silently complained in his heart.
"I decided the arrangement of this game completely by drawing lots. With the position of the Silverfrost Fox … You may have to wait until the finals to see it."
Josiah knew that the Empress had spent so many resources and energy to build a team, all to wipe away the shame and beat the Land of Frost's Silverfrost Fox to the ground.
The battle between the Iron Nation and the Land of Frost could be said to be the biggest gimmick of this game, and the two teams were also the strongest. Of course, Josiah would save the most exciting part for the last.
"… …"
Empress Yekana stared at Josiah for a long time. She seemed to see through Josiah's thoughts, but did not expose him.
"Hurry up and tell me who the first opponent is," Empress Yekana said.
"Your first opponent is called the Crohil team."
"The one in yellow?"
When Empress Yekana heard the name Crohil, her expression suddenly froze.
She used to be an apprentice of the one in yellow, and found that the first game was against her own mentor, no one could keep calm.
"The one in yellow is also participating in this game?"
Count Kirrlutz, who was listening silently at the back of the team, immediately felt his heart tighten when he heard the news.
He supported his children to challenge strong enemies, because that was the only way to hone themselves and become stronger.
But this did not mean that he supported his children to seek death. The young Eitech challenging the one in yellow was undoubtedly a suicidal act.
Even if this battlefield was the Holy Spirit Battlefield, Count Kirrlutz was still very uneasy.
"Their team members are already here. Let's say hello before we go on stage."
Josiah made a gesture to come forward, and Count Kirrlutz's eyes scanned around. He was thinking about what kind of existence it was to use the name of the yellow-clothed man, one of the Seven Sages of Noland.
Unfortunately, he did not see the figure of the man in yellow. Instead, a group of young people whom he had almost ignored came to Josiah's side.
No … it was too old to call them young people. They should be called children.
Count Kirrlutz's eyes widened as he looked at the group of spellcaster apprentices who were still wearing the academy's robes. Judging from their appearance, they were probably only fifteen to sixteen years old, and the youngest child was probably only twelve years old.
They came to Josiah timidly … The youngest child in the team had tears in his eyes when he looked at Queen Yekana.
At this time, Josiah felt Empress Yekana's cold gaze. The Empress seemed to be questioning Josiah with her eyes, "Are you kidding me?"
"They won the top eighteen with their own ability, Lady Yekana."
Of course, Josiah could understand how these battle-hardened warriors felt when they saw a group of children riding wooden horses on the battlefield when they were ready to meet the enemy knights' charge.
But the problem was … these children were really good at fighting.
"With their own ability?" Empress Yekana stared at the oldest female member of the Crothill team.
Empress Yekana was taller than the female member by a head. The other party had to raise her head to look at Empress Yekana.
"My … my name is Blayla!" She said her name loudly, as if to embolden herself.
She used up most of her strength and courage to look at Empress Yekana, and her voice trembled as she spoke.
But she still mustered up the courage to say her name again.
"My name on the Holy Spirit is Stone Inscription, and my Celestial Stairway score is five thousand and seven hundred points …" She reached out to Empress Yekana, wanting to shake hands with the other party.
"What a disgrace."
After leaving this sentence, Empress Yekana walked directly to the arena with the members of the Iron Forgers, not even looking at her again.
Disgrace …
Count Kirrlutz could clearly feel this disgrace as a bystander.
The Empress of the Iron Nation personally led the most powerful knights in the country, but the enemy was a group of children who could not even hold a sword steadily.
The most humiliating thing was that they had to fight this group of children seriously in front of an unknown number of people.
"All I can say … is to prove your strength."
Josiah watched Empress Yekana leave and looked at the young spellcaster apprentice.
The girl named Blayla glanced at her empty palm and walked to the other side of the stage with her teammates without saying a word.
"She seems to have been hit in the face by someone."
Josiah watched the girl's back as she left and said to a crow standing on the windowsill.
"You're interested in a little girl who hasn't reached adulthood yet?"
The dark elf's voice came from the crow's mouth.
"Why again? Stop, let's get down to business … "Josiah interrupted the dark elf's gossip.
"This team has the youngest average age of all the teams." The dark elf reported the news that Josiah wanted to know dutifully. "The girl named Blayla is a student of Crothill Academy. Her parents do not agree with her participating, so she ran away from home today."
"Parents hit her?"
"According to my calculations, your game has poisoned many young spellcasters in Noland." The crow let out a sharp cry, as if mocking Josiah.
"In a sense … this is indeed what a devil should do, but using poison is a little too much."
If Josiah really wanted the young people of Noland to be distracted by games or have their young minds be shocked, he should have made something worse.
"What about the other contestants?" Josiah did not dwell on this topic and continued to ask.
"There are no problems. Your Highness Josiah, are you hiding something from me?"
The dark elf in the form of a crow stared at Josiah with his head tilted.
"The thing I'm hiding from you is that there is a spy from the Inquisition in the Devil Realm's team." As soon as Josiah finished this sentence, the dark elf flew away before he could say anything else.
"Hey! That spy is so weak that Fuya can kill him with a yawn! "
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