Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Chapter 172

"Miss Fiona! My wife, I am willing to accept your invitation to duel!"

Jin Cheng's voice was like a thunderbolt, breaking through the noisy rumors around.

At this moment, his eyes were firm and fiery.

There was a hint of determination in his voice, as if telling everyone that he was determined to marry her.

When the parties involved stood up and bravely faced all this, the so-called rumors should have melted away like ice and snow.

After all, the parties involved have already said that it doesn't matter, so what qualifications do these bystanders have to join in the fun?

Jin Cheng's move not only narrowed the nature of the matter from the level of the Laurent family to the level of the couple, but also showed his magnanimity.

[+10]

[+2]

Only the two women with the detection eye panel had numbers above their heads representing increased favorability.

At this moment, it was obvious that their hearts were touched by Jin Cheng's choice.

As for the unchanging Jarvan IV, Jincheng had long forgotten him in the corner.

At this moment, his eyes were only on Fiona holding the duel sword.

[+10] From the light-footed duelist on the grand ceremony platform.

She was moving her feet flexibly, concentrating her attention, allowing her body and mind to enter the best state. Obviously, she wanted to show her lifelong learning in front of everyone.

On the other side, the smaller number came from the innocent Princess Crown Guard.

She was obviously ignorant of the world, easily trusting others, and even judging people by their appearance, but she didn't know the dangers of this world.

The lace white gloves thrown by Fiona were carefully folded neatly by the man, and then put into his pocket with great care.

Jarvan III saw this scene and couldn't help but nod secretly, sighing in his heart that his vision was indeed correct:

Aristocrats should have such bearing and etiquette. However, his eyes involuntarily turned to the opposite side of Sebastian:

At this time, Fiona had already put one hand behind her waist, posing a very standard swordsman's posture.

Looking at Fiona, Jarvan III couldn't help but feel a little sorry. He shook his head helplessly and said to himself:

"Count Sebastian, there is really not a single word true in the adjectives you use for your daughter. Isn't this bullying an honest person?"

He seemed to be unbelievable about Fiona's true character, and at the same time dissatisfied with Count Sebastian's description.

"A good young man, why are you bullying others like this?"

"Jincheng..." Sebastian also heard Jincheng's crisp voice, and his eyes that were originally sharp on his daughter changed.

The Earl had already made the worst plan in his heart:

If Jincheng was humiliated, he would turn around and leave immediately, and the wedding would be cancelled, leaving only a mess.

The original blessing turned into a lamentable tragedy in the blink of an eye.

The rewards that the king had promised were also terminated and cancelled because of Fiona's recklessness and the humiliation that Jincheng suffered.

The Viscount of the North Sea Territory will still be granted to Jincheng Laurent as usual.

However, it is obvious that this person with the same noble name as them, at that time They will inevitably become alienated from the Laurent family and become strangers.

Sebastian can grit his teeth and endure all this.

However, what the earl can't stand is the dark future of his beloved daughter... There is no doubt that Sebastian is a typical good father of Demacia.

Putting himself in his shoes, Sebastian thought that he would probably leave in anger.

However, until Jin Cheng said those words, Sebastian's tense nerves relaxed.

Sebastian turned his head slowly, revealing a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Jin Cheng had already walked to his side quietly, his eyes firm and confident.

"Father-in-law, I will do it myself. Don't worry, I will never hurt Fiona! I promised that I would marry Fiona..."

Jin Cheng's voice was sincere and firm. He stretched out his hand towards the sword that Sebastian held tightly in his right hand:

It was a long Demacia knight's saber. The golden handle shone with brilliant light, and a sapphire was inlaid at the end. Its gorgeous appearance was no less than any legendary weapon.

But in essence, it was just a high-quality sword.

Sebastian frowned slightly, and a trace of relief and relief appeared in his eyes.

Unconsciously, the plain white-bladed blue steel sword in the hand of the Earl had become what it is now under the erosion of time.

Fencing duel is an ancient and solemn art. The winner is decided by superb swordsmanship, but it does not mean that he must go to a life-and-death duel.

Jin Cheng knew this very well, in order to integrate into this aristocratic society and successfully become a member of the Laurent family.

He made countless efforts and sweat in advance and practiced the fencing art of Demacia.

And Jincheng performed well among the court swordsmen, repeatedly defeating his opponents, fully demonstrating what it means to defeat ten with one force.

"Well! That's great! Really a good son-in-law... a good son-in-law..."

Father-in-law Sebastian said excitedly, patting Jincheng's shoulders again and again.

For a swordsman, his sword is like his beloved wife. However, at this moment, Sebastian handed his precious sword to Jincheng without hesitation.

This move fully demonstrated his trust and recognition of Jincheng.

[+2]

Fiona, who was on the side, witnessed all this and found that this man did not seem as unbearable as she thought.

Although her face was still cold, her heart had already been surging.

She just watched the actions of the two coldly.

Her pride and reserve made Fiona maintain a cold appearance. She just tilted her head slightly, as if thinking about something.

The problem is that Jincheng is like a three-star five-cost card against a three-star Demacia Fiona. No matter how you look at it, he can't lose, right?

...

The bright lamp made by Piltover hangs above the church, casting a gentle light obliquely.

The gray-white marble reflects every audience member who comes to watch the ceremony.

They have formed a human wall and looked at the high platform.

"If you want to show an unforgettable romance through a unique wedding ceremony, then you have got what you want!"

Jincheng smiled like a gentleman and waved his sword gracefully. After a little adjustment, he bowed deeply to Fiona.

[+2]

'Father is right, he seems to be really good...'

Fiona remained silent, but her opinion of Jincheng had already changed dramatically.

Of course, she could hear that after Jincheng made his choice and said those words, the unpleasant discussions around him were much quieter.

After all, Fiona was not the kind of person who would push for more after others helped her out. She knew how to be grateful, just like her obsession with the honor of her family all the time.

Despite this, Fiona still tried to restrain any emotions in her heart.

She knew that emotions must not be brought into a duel, because the performance of swordsmanship would be affected by emotions, and many outstanding swordsmen had died at the hands of weak opponents.

Until the brilliant music in the venue was replaced, the prelude of the waltz soundtrack rose melodiously.

The scene changed instantly.

The high platform turned into a duel venue, Jincheng and Fiona held their swords tightly in their hands, and they walked in circles facing each other.

Every step was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Their steps and sword-holding postures changed precisely according to the rules of the duel ceremony.

These prescribed actions are not only to comply with tradition, but also to make both sides deeply aware of the importance and great significance of this duel.

The ritual of the duel is crucial.

These rituals, the prescribed steps like waltz steps, give civilized people a hint of hypocrisy in killing.

Let them find a false elegance in blood and violence.

However, Count Sebastian ignored the so-called rules and rushed to the side where Fiona was closer.

He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to make the situation not worse.

He repeatedly reminded Fiona from the audience that the duel must not be too extreme.

He ignored the strange looks from others, and only kept reminding his daughter in his heart.

At this time, the blonde girl who was eating fruit was staring at Fiona on the duel field with sparkling eyes.

She was impressed by the girl who was only a few years older than her.

Fiona was heroic and brave. Her words were so courageous that she resisted the old rules of Demacia, even though the opponent was only a few years older than her.

Laxana began to cheer for Fiona silently in her heart.

The next moment, the music in the venue changed.

Jincheng took the lead in the attack, trying his best. The saber in his hand was like a long stick and smashed towards the sword in Fiona's hand.

A huge sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage on the spot.

Jincheng knew: Fiona was just a mortal after all, and her basic attributes were flawed.

How could she compete with the Iceborn.

Even Jincheng's swift figure attacked, and the powerful explosive power made the nobles watching exclaim.

For this attack of strength.

Fiona chose to parry.

Laurent's Heart Eye Sword!