On the day of celebration, there was a noisy scene in Santa City.

The treetops and shop fronts on the roadside are decorated with colorful ribbons, and people dressed in bright clothes are everywhere.

Today, when the devil has lasted for four years, ordinary people really need a reason to cheer up. Therefore, even civilians wear their best clothes.

Stan's office also changed its previous stingy image and became extremely generous.

In the morning, exquisite food began to be distributed on the street, including white bread, honey wine, and even cakes and snacks.

It is conceivable that even free people may not be able to afford such a beautiful meal.

At the gift site, there was inevitably a phenomenon of looting. If there were no immediate team of fully armed elite soldiers to maintain order, the chaos would have expanded.

"Lu...Luen, I...I'm a little nervous!"

Baron Timo was wearing a tuxedo and there were a lot of wrinkled lace decorations beside his collar. In Fang Yuan's opinion, he had a samba style. The most important thing was that a white powder was applied on his face. According to the etiquette masters from the court, this was the outfit that the orthodox aristocrats should have.

Compared with clothing, the various marriage etiquettes are even more complicated, which makes Fang Yuan thankful that he just married a baron's daughter, and there are no such rules.

"Don't worry, there will be no rival in love today, otherwise it would be a right thing to do with the Grand Duke!"

Fang Yuan smiled and encouraged.

"I...I'm not afraid of someone challenging me, but so many etiquettes, I'm afraid I can't remember..."

Timo looked like she was about to cry.

"In this regard, the etiquette officer next to you will remind you!"

The former baubles walked in slowly and glanced at Fang Yuan with reproach in her eyes.

Since she learned that Fang Yuan kept Tanya alone in the territory and came to Santa City alone, she has never given Fang Yuan a good face.

‘In fact, if she knew the dangers in Santa City next, she would probably be the first to escape?’

Fang Yuan watched coldly, knowing that the Baroness's mentality has changed slightly during the years of power and is nostalgic for power.

If it were those unified feudal dynasties, the empress dowager could even kill her own son in order to continue to rule from behind the curtain.

Of course, this is not the case here, and with support from the office, the Baroness had to leave the stage in disgrace.

However, her temper was not very good.

Fang Yuan is quite lucky. Those maids and servants are really in trouble. If you don’t pay attention, you will be scolded for being scolded.

"Let's go, the celebration is about to begin!"

The Baroness stepped forward, looked at Timo with a picky look, and then pulled his hand: "You have a lot to do today! It's time to go!"

"OK!"

Timo moved his lips, but still chose to obey.

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and followed behind.

Today, he was wearing only a white dress, wearing a noble robe on the outside and a long sword on his waist, looking very capable and elegant.

The group got on the carriage and soon arrived at the celebration venue.

"In order to celebrate the festival and the wedding of the daughter of Mirilai, Grand Duke Stan decided to hold a competition!"

Seeing the crowds of people outside, Fang Yuan couldn't help but frown.

At this time, the customs of the Principality of Stein were very similar to those of the ancient West in the past. There were often competitive competitions and performances in major festivals.

For example, this time, Stan Dalu was determined to organize it more. The competition not only included archery, long-distance running, etc. in the traditional sense, but also added a martial arts duel that demonstrated personal courage, and prepared a heavy reward of 300 Stan gold coins for the champion. This was enough that some extraordinary people would end up desperately.

When Fang Yuan and the others entered, the competition in the venue also reached the final.

The noise gathered into a wave, almost overturning the roof.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's enter the last showdown, and the winner will receive the title of Warrior personally enthroned by Grand Duke Stan, and three hundred Stan gold coins!"

In the middle of the field, an emcee roared hysterically: "First of all, the player on my left hand, Will from the wild beast wasteland. His hands can strangle the giant bear, and he has solved the battle in a straightforward way!"

"And the warrior on my right is Jiefa from the southern swamp! He is a warrior with superb martial arts and is good at using various weapons to solve opponents!"

"Will, kill him!"

"Jiefa, I buy you what you won!"

...

In the venue, the atmosphere of the audience was reached to the peak and was filled with a sense of fanaticism.

Being in such an environment is like being in a stove.

Among the many hot or jealous eyes, Fang Yuan and others went up to the platform. The aristocrats in the Principal of Stan were sitting here. They were obviously different from the crowded environment around them. Everyone had comfortable chairs and servants and maids were around to serve.

"Haha...Timo, and Luen, come up!"

In the center of all the nobles, there is Grand Duke Stan who is as bright as stars.

He held up the golden wine glass and watched the battle off the stage with interest: "Why guess who will win this victory?"

"I...I think it's Will, he obviously has the upper hand!"

Timo looked at the competition platform. At this time, Will waved his huge axe and forced Jiefa to the corner in a mess.

"Where are you, Knight Lun?"

Grand Duke Sta's eyes looked at Fang Yuan with some fun.

"If there is a bet, I'll just suppress Jiefa!" Fang Yuan replied with a smile on his face.

"Haha... no matter who wins them, I decided to give him supreme glory and let him attend my daughter's wedding!"

Grand Duke Stan said with a laugh.

At this moment, many exclamations suddenly came from the audience.

In Timo's horrifying gaze, Jiefa, who was forced into a desperate situation, rushed towards Will like a poisonous snake, wrapped his legs around his opponent's neck and slammed it.

Click!

The sound of bone cracks that made people feel sour, even the noisy venue could not be suppressed.

The referee stepped forward and looked at it, shook his head and announced the result loudly: "Victor...Jiefa from the Southern Swamp!"

"Jiefa!"

"Jiefa!"

In an instant, the entire square was boiling, and the audience shouted Jiefa's name, while those who made the wrong bets spread the certificate into the air with disgust.

"Silent!"

Grand Duke Stan walked forward and slowly pressed his hands.

Click!

Many soldiers were moving in an orderly manner, with invisible majesty, and were more likely to have the extraordinary people secretly exerted influence, making the entire venue quiet.

"My people!"

Grand Duke Stan spoke slowly, and his voice became audible by the spell: "Today...who is the hero in the arena?"

"Jiefa! Jiefa!"

"Yes, Jeffa, in the name of Grand Duke Stan, I will confer you as Lord of Honor, a warrior of the Principality! You will gain wealth and unthinkable glory!"

Grand Duke Stan's face flushed: "I announce that Jeffa will be allowed to attend my daughter's wedding and today's court dinner! Let's cheer for him!"

"Grand Duke!"

Amidst the cheers, Jiefa stepped forward in a hurry, and was like a stingy man, kneeling down humbly.

"Hold it, it's what you deserve!"

Grand Duke Stan nodded, and the servant next to him immediately threw a bag of bulging gold coins over.

"Okay, it's time to do the job!"

After finishing all this, Grand Master Stan waved to Temo. Among the nobles of the palace, a girl covered with a veil was also surrounded by many maids.

"Go!"

Fang Yuan pushed a lightly from behind, allowing Timo to walk forward involuntarily.

"Baron Shawshank, your family has been loyal to the office for generations and fulfilled the obligation of a baron of the principality. According to the previous sacred agreement, I will betroth my favorite pearl, Mirilai, to you..."

Grand Duke Stan said with a blush on his face.

At this moment, Fang Yuan turned around and saw a group of death priests slowly approaching, and the leader was an old man wearing a golden crown.

"Pope of Death?"

His keen exploration immediately made him feel the other party's hostility.

"Sir Lun!"

When the Pope saw Fang Yuan, his pace slowed down: "I heard that you have inherited Glenden's legacy? Have you taken office as a legendary professional disaster knight?"

"That's true!"
To be continued...