Robert Baratheon then turned his head, looked at the blonde close-fitting servant standing silly with a wine pot behind him and shouted again: "Idiot, what are you thinking every day?"

"Didn't you see that the cup is empty?"

The king on the platform was once again angry and yelled by his close servants.

The noble area next to it.

Many nobles have already begun to talk about gambling as they look at the situation on the field.

"Sir Renli, are you interested in having fun?"

The Chancellor of the Finance Minister Petir Berrisch turned his head and looked at the exquisite robe in the seat behind him, and the handsome Minister of Justice Renly Baratheon asked.

"How do you want to play?"

Lanli Baratheon looked at his little finger and said.

"How about I bet that Morgan lost, bet a hundred gold dragon coins, or a prostitute of the same price?"

Littlefinger Petir Berrysey smiled.

"Yes, then I can only bet on that Morgan to win."

"But forget about the prostitute, we bet 100 gold dragon coins."

Renly Baratheon smiled and spoke with a graceful demeanor.

Little Finger Petir Berrisch also smiled and said, "That's what the adults wish..."

“This is unfair…”

"How can they deal with the teacher together with one!"

At the bottom of the stands in the nobles, Arya Stark watched the three knights join forces to speak loudly at the beginning.

“This is too unfair…”

"Father, can you stop them?"

Arya Stark looked anxiously at his father Ed Stark beside him and said.

“This is a rule, a rule that is allowed.”

“They use of the rules against Morgan is allowed Arya…”

Ed Stark looked at his daughter beside him and continued, "You don't have to worry."

"Morgan is very powerful..."

"They should have known this and joined forces."

"So, don't worry, don't worry..."

"Look, see how your teacher dealt with the siege of the three knights..."

Ed Stark's words successfully diverted his daughter Arya.

Arya was watching the field at this time, thinking about her father's words in her mind, and wondering how the teacher would deal with the three Knights at the same time.

I wonder what to do if I encounter this situation in the future.

The stands became more and more noisy.

In the circular small stadium in the center of the stadium.

Facing three fully armed finished fonts, they accelerated to surround the three knights.

Morgan raised a little coldness at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to pull out the elf sword from his waist.

"Wow..."

The moment the elf sword was unsheathed.

"charge!"

Morgan also rushed towards the middle of the three knights who surrounded him, and the shorter knight who had interrupted before, who was the main team-in-team team.

Morgan's special skills have always been improved as Morgan's strength improves.

Such a distance.

Morgan rushed to the middle of the shorter knight almost before the three knights could react and jumped up.

The elf sword flashed coldly and slashed head-on.

This moment.

The shorter knight finally woke up, his eyes suddenly widened with shock and panic.

He didn't understand why the other party was so fast?

He also seemed to understand why the other party could laugh at the beginning when facing his three-person alliance.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind without control.

But he hasn't forgotten to resist and struggle.

Facing the dazzling cold sword edge of the cold, the shorter knight tried his best to raise the long sword in his hand and wanted to block it.

But the sword light was a little faster than he thought.

In a moment.

He felt an infinite force suddenly hitting his chest, and the severe pain spread throughout his body in an instant.

The shorter knight felt his eyes turn black, and his whole body immediately flew back ten meters like garbage thrown away, then flew out of the small field circle and fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang..."

Sparks splashed everywhere, and a harsh sound.

Morgan jumped up with an elf sword in his hand and slashed on the armor on the chest of a slightly shorter knight.

The slightly shorter knight was chopped out of ten meters and slashed out of the circle, and the moment he landed on the ground.

The originally noisy and noisy stands immediately became quiet.

Even the other two Cavaliers in the round small arena were shocked by this extremely sudden scene and were frightened.

They really didn't expect to lose a teammate so simply and quickly.

Morgan kept moving, slashing the first knight, and immediately turned around and rushed towards another knight beside him.

Such a small field within a short distance.

Morgan's speed of running wildly can definitely be called a speed of lightning.

Between breathing.

Originally, they were only about ten meters apart and were instantly pulled closer by Morgan.

But this time.

Faced with Morgan's fierce attack, the Knight was shocked and finally raised his sword to block him.

Yet, it's all over the place.

"Bang..."

The fire bursts between the fire.

The sound of the long sword cracking suddenly broke, and a blade broke and fell.

Next second.

The elf sword in Morgan's hand slashed firmly on the shoulder of the sword-raising knight.

"Bang..."

The fully armed knight was immediately overturned, and his legs suddenly knelt in front of Morgan.

Before Morgan could finish the blow, the Knight kneeled down and immediately spat out a mouthful of fishy hot blood with a "Wow...", and then he fell to the side.

Morgan then turned his head and suddenly looked at the tall knight who was rushing towards him.

Facing Morgan's cold gaze as cold as a knife.

The tallest among the three knights, and the knight stopped when he first replied.

He quickly looked at the knight who was lying motionless on the ground outside the circle;

Another knight who looked at the broken sword, fell to the ground and vomited blood and was in a coma, looking miserable.

The tall knight made a choice without hesitation.

He threw down the sword in his hand, then raised his hands, looked at the dark red armor not far away, which was coagulated with blood. His tall figure with a cold temperament and strong temperament like a god of war quickly admitted, "I admit defeat!"

In a short time.

One of the three Cavaliers who formed the league was chopped out of the field and did not know how to live or die.

Another one was also severely injured and unconscious.

When the last knight was scared to throw his sword down, and raised his hand to admit defeat.
Chapter completed!