When Basil was respectfully escorted out of the reception room by the servant, he was still a little dizzy and could not fully understand the current situation.
The Twin City Cup?
From the name, it seemed to be similar to the Imperial Martial Arts Competition.
So what's going on? I've led the elites here to show off my power, only to be slapped in the face before I could even step foot into the city. And now, the target I should be showing off is showing off his power to us instead?
Isn't this a rebellion?!
Basil broke out in cold sweat when he finally came to his senses.
Still, he felt that something wasn't right after calming down.
It was true that Lancaster was one of the more prosperous commercial cities in the North, and its annual taxes were the highest in all of the Northern Prefectural Cities. In fact, it wouldn't lose out to the major cities of the Valla Empire, and that was with the imperial capital not being able to verify the tax records.
Moreover, Tunaya was the core political city of the Silver Eagle Duchy and a major problem for the new emperor.
Even so, to say that those two cities combined could topple the Valla imperial family's rule would be underestimating the depth of the Valla Empire that had existed for over four hundred years.
After all, the Silver Eagle Duchy was the weakest among the Valla Empire's sub-duchies, and was weaker than even the Grand Duchy of Rominos, which stood on equal footing with the Empire. In fact, even the White Orchid Duchy that guarded the western border against the barbarians couldn't compare.
Neither Mayor Corinth of Lancaster nor Horan the Silver Eagle Duke should be so unwise.
Could they be showing off their muscles to show that they weren't to be trifled with?
Basil couldn't help being puzzled.
At this moment, the servant had already brought him to a room that was much simpler than Basil's guest room.
The room was huge, but there were few decorations. It was a large bunk, and appeared to be a servant's quarters.
Naturally, the room was filled with the elites of the kings from before. When Basil arrived, the kings led by Knight Monan couldn't help but reveal surprised expressions. But amidst the surprise, there was also some relief. It seemed that they hadn't completely messed up their job of protecting Basil and ensuring his safety.
"Please call me anytime if you have any requests or would like to return to your room." The servant instructed Basil before leaving the room, seemingly not intending to listen in on the envoy's conversation.
Basil breathed a sigh of relief and felt even weirder.
What were the people of Lancaster thinking? He wasn't even interested in his side's countermeasure at all, appearing to be full of confidence and confidence in the so-called Twin City Cup.
Could it be that they were going to blow the whistle?
When Basil thought of this possibility, he immediately rejected it. Blowing a black whistle in this kind of competition that was meant to show off their strength and power would completely destroy their credibility. It would only give others the impression that the organizers were strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It could be said that it was the opposite of the purpose and completely counterproductive.
"My lord, did those Lancaster bastards do anything to you?"
Monan saw that Basil seemed to be absent-minded and couldn't help but ask worriedly, fearing that Basil had suffered some kind of mental torture.
Basil finally snapped out of his daze after being asked this question.
Looking at the knight before him, the old man suddenly came to a realization.
In any case, I'm not the one who's going to compete. If I won, I would get a share of the credit. If I lost, it would be because these Kings were too useless. There was no point in thinking so much nonsense.
Hence, the muscles on his face relaxed and returned to his usual calm demeanor. "It's nothing. It's just that the mayor of Lancaster told me something interesting."
"Interesting?" Monan did a double take.
The old man nodded, then told them about the Twin City Cup.
At first, Basil had assumed that the rested elites of the Imperial Army would pat their chests and promise to do their best in the tournament to wash away their previous humiliation. Even so, when he was done, not a single one of them said that they wanted to participate even if there was a look of eagerness on many of their faces.
Basil couldn't help but feel puzzled.
'Is the tournament's prize not attractive enough, or is your military pride getting carried away?'
In the end, it was Knight Monan who explained to old Basil. "My lord, we are all elites of the Imperial Army, but to tell the truth, such a duel doesn't suit us."
"What do you mean?" The old man pretended to listen attentively.
"Our skills are honed on the battlefield. Ping Li's training in the army is also how to survive on the battlefield. While those techniques are simple and practical and highly effective in killing, it also means that our moves are plain and unadorned, and openings are easily seen in a one-on-one duel. " Knight Monan spread his hands helplessly. "Moreover, it sounds like a duel between Extraordinary individuals. While we are confident in our skills, against Extraordinary individuals … you understand."
"That's true." Basil nodded, coming to a realization at the same time.
Right, the Lancaster mayor's faction had accumulated quite a lot, and he could definitely hire some Extraordinary individuals of considerable value.
Most of them might not be very useful on the battlefield, but they could kill dozens or even hundreds of veterans in a one-on-one duel.
No wonder he would choose such a method to show off his might — he was determined that the envoys wouldn't be able to participate, or even if they did, they would only serve as foils.
As expected of the Lancaster mayor, he was a sly old fox.
Basil frowned. "In other words, we can only do nothing this time and watch their performance?"
"That's not actually the case."
Monan smiled. "We're stuck here and can't leave at the moment, but you could move around as you wish, my lord. You could try using a messenger hawk to send word to the imperial capital, and have His Imperial Majesty send Extraordinary individuals to participate in the duel. "
"That's impossible." Basil shook his head. "It's a long journey, and the roads are bad. The Extraordinary individuals in the imperial capital are all pampered, and they wouldn't come here to help."
"Of course. His Imperial Majesty would know that, but he values the envoy's mission very much as well, which is why he would definitely choose another method to solve the problem. "
Monan said confidently.
"What method?" The old man had a vague idea at Monan's suggestion, but he asked anyway.
"The Brilliant White Church is the official religion of Valla, which is why they have always been on good terms with His Imperial Majesty … His Imperial Majesty would definitely ask the Brilliant White Church in the imperial capital to order for the local churches in Lancaster to send representatives to participate in the duel."
It was only then that Monan revealed his idea. "The Brilliant White Church would at least send a bishop to deal with Extraordinary individuals! When that happens, my lord, you just have to think of a way to get in touch with them and have them invite you to their church as a guest. That way, you would be able to escape the control of the Lancaster mayor's faction and take refuge in the church! "
The old man clapped his hands together and laughed in response.
"Wonderful!"
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