Chapter 230 A festival for the sake of a festival (1)
It was an obvious provocation.
Sanchez put his hand to the scabbard without realizing it, in a fit of rage.
right there.
I couldn’t draw my sword.
Roman Dmitri was so calm that he couldn’t feel any momentum, but beyond that, the sharp momentum stimulated Sanchez’s nerves.
It was Chris. He also had his hand on the scabbard, but instinctively thought that Chris might be faster than he was attacking.
gulp.
I swallowed dry saliva.
Sanchez, a disciple of Morales, had risen to the level of three stars, but this sense of threat was unfamiliar to him.
‘… I wonder if Dmitri’s flash was this much?’
heard by rumor
A man who was once called the Flash of Cairo.
Among the people who follow Roman Dmitri, there is a handsome blond man, and when he pulls out his sword, he cuts his throat at a speed that is hard to see with the naked eye.
In the war against Cronus, Chris proved his worth.
Chris was no longer an unknown figure in the overwhelming power of cutting down enemies in succession.
but.
The people of Valhalla did not listen to the rumors.
The battlefield, as always, tended to exaggerate ridiculous achievements.
Just like the rumor that Roman Dmitri cut through the crowd of knights with one blow, Chris also thought that he was not out of the realm of fiction.
It had to be. Cairo was a very small world compared to Valhalla, and the history of the past said that there could be no existence beyond common sense in Cairo.
however.
I have now accepted the reality in front of me.
In a situation where his mouth was dry even against Chris, Sanchez had no choice but to acknowledge his opponent’s skills.
‘The public rumor was not false. I can’t be sure that Roman Dmitri is really strong enough to overwhelm Gustavo Knight Commander, but if his subordinates are at this level, it can’t be denied that they are rumors based on facts. If so, he’s an even more incomprehensible person. Are you really sure you can defeat Barbossa with your skills without any political tricks?’
Shuk.
I raised my hand.
acknowledged the opponent.
But that didn’t mean that Roman Dmitri was a suitable opponent for Barbossa.
What kind of existence do you say?
The Festival of Valhalla is only for the warriors of Valhalla.
Sanchez said.
“Don’t regret what you just said.”
You will find out as soon as you arrive in the capital.
Say you’re willing to accept the challenge.
What consequences will that statement bring?
* * *
The capital of Valhalla.
Arrived in Marin.
If Paulo, which exists at the beginning of the border, felt a bit underdeveloped, Marin was an impressive city with huge walls and architectural techniques unique to Valhalla, befitting the empire’s status.
When entering the capital, nothing like Paulo was repeated.
There were people who greeted me in advance, and thanks to them, I was able to skip the complicated process and go straight inside.
“Nice to meet you. I am Viscount Jonathan, who was in charge of Roman Dmitri’s guide.”
“This is Roman Dmitry.”
According to the guide, we arrived at the reception room of a huge building that is presumed to be a place for guests to stay.
once seated.
After taking a sip of the tea served by the servants, Viscount Jonathan asked with a strange expression.
“I heard Roman Dmitri’s opinion through Sanchez. To prove that you are worthy to face Barbossa, you will accept the challenge of the Valhalla warriors. Are you okay? I’ll keep my mouth shut for a day or so, but if I don’t pick up my words here, I’ll be in a little bit of trouble.”
“It is a matter for me to take care of.”
“If that’s the case, I can’t help it either. Just keep in mind that the warriors of Valhalla want to step on the stage even at the risk of their lives. To die with God’s blessing in Valhalla. It is a lifelong wish of warriors, and if the opponent is Barbossa, it is an unparalleled blessing.”
He drank the tea too.
Viscount Jonathan smiled at the stale smell of tea that Valhalla people usually drink and changed the mood.
“Speak up. The festival will be held in 3 days from now. As you know, the eve of the festival is held on the eve of the festival, and Valhalla has a tradition of seeing blood on the eve for a successful festival. The method is simple. The families of the Valhalla Empire select swordsmen representing the family and send them out to the confrontation, and a total of 30 warriors fight simultaneously on a huge stage. There is no surrender. Be the last one standing or die. The warrior who remains as the final victor will receive the blessing of Valhalla directly from His Majesty the Emperor.”
It’s something I’ve been familiar with.
30 warriors.
The last warrior who survived at the cost of the deaths of 29 people was as much a stake in Valhalla’s honor as the main stage.
“To brighten up the eve of the festival, how about sending one of Roman Dmitri’s swordsmen to the field? For reference, the swordsmen who participate in the 30-person showdown must be people who are not listed in the continental rankings. Wouldn’t swordsmen of that level need a stage where they could focus on each swordsmanship rather than melee? From what I’ve heard, a character called Dmitri’s Flash would be fine… … .”
clouded his speech
The intention was explicit.
They wanted Chris on stage.
before starting the main stage.
Except for Roman Dmitri, it was clear that he intended to kill Chris, who was called Dmitri’s best prosecutor, in front of everyone.
It was something I had to refuse.
Now that he had risked stepping into Valhalla, there was no need to risk a core force like Chris.
however.
Roman Dmitry laughed.
While facing each other’s eyes, he didn’t back down a single step from the blatant intentions seen beyond.
“I will do whatever you want.”
“You are also cool. Then, rest here until the day of the eve… … Oops.”
Viscount Jonathan grinned.
Roman Dmitry.
He is a warlike figure.
I liked it quite a bit, but the price of pride in Valhalla was my life.
“It must be difficult for you to rest in peace because of what you said to Sanchez. Please, I hope it’s okay. Still, Valhalla’s imperial family has face, so it’s difficult to have Roman Dmitri as Barbossa’s opponent, but shouldn’t there be an unfortunate situation where the opponent changes on the main stage? two days later. I hope to see each other again with smiling faces on the eve of the festival.”
end with that.
Viscount Jonathan stepped outside.
Roman Dmitry remained in the reception room.
As if the warning threatening him was nothing, he slowly savored the remaining tea with a relaxed face.
* * *
The next day.
It was early morning.
A group of people gathered in front of the lodging where Roman Dmitri was staying.
“Is Roman Dmitri here?”
“A bastard who doesn’t even know the subject. To be greedy to go on the stage overlooking the god of Valhalla just because he had gained a little fame on the continent. Roman Dmitri doesn’t deserve to go against Barbossa. If you collapse without even competing for a few matches, the god of Valhalla will surely be angry at the poor stage.”
last night.
Sanchez told people what he saw and heard.
People were understandably outraged.
Even so, there was a lot of dissatisfaction with Roman Dmitri going on stage, but Roman Dmitri spat out remarks provoking the warriors of Valhalla.
How absurd is this statement?
To think that a guy who had only been famous on the continent for about two years would accept the warriors’ challenge as if it were anything.
actually.
There was a lot of talk in Valhalla about this issue.
People raised their voices and asked the imperial family to reconsider their choice, but with the answer that it was impossible, there was no way for them to do anything.
Kronos and Valhalla.
Both empires were dominated by the imperial family, and since the imperial family in Valhalla told them to see and judge for themselves, they had no choice but to believe and follow them.
The anger I had barely suppressed.
Roman Dmitry touched.
From now on, he intended to put an end to even if the Valhalla imperial family would dissuade him.
Bang bang!
“Come out, Roman Dmitry!”
“I came to challenge you as you wish. Come out right now and take my sword!”
People raised their voices.
hundreds of people.
The procession did not end there.
It was only that people with impatient personalities flocked to it at a time when it was not yet open, but the number of people flocking to it increased as time went on.
Not all of them were strong enough to deal with Roman Dmitri.
However, as a Valhalla warrior, he could not watch Roman Dmitri run amok.
“omg.”
“It’s Bartolo.”
“Bartolo is here too!”
People groaned.
Breaking through the crowd, a sturdy man called Bartolo stepped forward.
Ranked 89th in Valhalla.
Bartolo was a person listed in the Valhalla rankings.
If it is true that Roman Dmitri defeated Gustavo Knight Commander, Bartolo, who is only a 4-star, could not compete with Roman Dmitri.
Even so, Bartolo showed no signs of doubting himself.
Like the other people of Valhalla. He did not believe Roman Dmitry’s rumors.
At war with Hector.
Roman Dmitry had a close fight against Butler.
However, the rumor that he defeated Count Nicholas and defeated Gustavo Knight Commander in one blow a year later did not make sense.
Bartolo raised his voice.
“Roman Dmitry! This Bartolo will deal with you!”
That moment.
Sigh.
The door is open.
People with ugly eyes.
Finally Roman Dmitry appeared.
* * *
Roman Dmitri’s reaction was calm.
Far from being surprised by the crowd of people who were full of sight, they walked forward as if it was nothing special.
tall.
I stopped walking.
And then.
“There is only one day left until the eve. From now until the end of the day, I will accept all of you challenges.”
The possibility of defeat was ruled out.
people were angry
They spit on the floor and cursed at him, showing their animosity toward Roman Dmitri, who still held his head stiff.
Why are you so bold? People’s eyes naturally turned to Bartolo, who said he would deal with him first.
however.
‘… Roman Dmitri’s momentum is unusual.’
from the moment we first met.
Bartolo read the opponent’s momentum.
Even though he didn’t reveal it, Roman Dmitri showed an intangible power that overwhelms his opponent with just his gaze.
It was rather a momentum unknown to ordinary people.
As there is a saying that you can see as much as you know, Bartolo, who entered the Valhalla rankings in his own way, knew that Roman Dmitri was stronger than he thought.
but.
However, he had no intention of leaving.
Bartolo stepped forward with a ferocious face.
“I will deal with you.”
widely.
got a weapon
He slowly circled around Roman Dmitri, aiming a gigantic ax at his opponent.
The confrontation has already begun.
Unlike his size that overwhelms his opponent, Bartolo carefully grasped the situation.
‘According to what Sanchez said, Roman Dmitri had already had a fight in Paulo before arriving in Marin. It was said that he slapped the cheeks against the savages until they succumbed. Roman Dmitry. You can’t expect the same results as Paulo in this Marine. Even if he loses to you, he won’t be able to get the word admitting defeat out of Bartolo’s mouth in the face of any violence.’
Shining sharp eyes.
People are watching.
Like those who were outraged by the news of Roman Dmitri, he had no intention of letting this matter go unnoticed.
Moment.
kicked the ground
The opponent’s lukewarm response determined that it was an opportunity to attack first.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Aura that explodes.
Bartolo’s rush was fast.
Unlike his huge size, his sharp movements sharpened on the battlefield shortened the distance with his opponent at once.
Ranker of Valhalla.
true warrior.
That’s how the lineage of warriors people praised.
Pooh.
Stumbled.
Bartolo looked at Roman Dmitri with disbelief in the blood splattered into the air.
Beyond the blurring consciousness.
“next.”
I heard the cold voice of Roman Dmitry.
