After defeating Sir Ludwig of the Demon Mountain, Schwab felt his strength become weak again. He looked at the crystal pendant given to him by Marty in his hand. Schwab was sure that he was not dazzled at that time. The crystal pendant did emit a red light, and the strange words floated on the crystal. What was going on? Looking back at what Marty's father said to him, Schwab decided to ask carefully after returning to Mark Fort.

"Sir Schwab congratulations." Koro patted Schwab's shoulder and laughed loudly. In the last moment, Schwab's wonderful blow completely conquered everyone's hearts.

"This must be God's will." Liugoud, the devout parish knight, was excited to regard this miracle as God's attachment. He seemed to be able to see the sword-holding angels often painted on the church windows behind Schwab, of course this only existed in his imagination.

"I still have a few games left to finish." Schwab didn't think he had won now. After Sir Ludwig, the Demon Mountains, there were three Cavaliers waiting for the match against Schwab.

"That's right, but even Sir Ludwig of the Demon Mountain is not your opponent, and the rest will definitely be easily defeated by you." Koro believes that Schwab retains his strength in front of him, so as to bring suspense to the audience.

But Schwab smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew his own affairs. Now, Schwab could barely ride on the horse and grab the rifle and sit firmly on the horse in his armor. He only needed a light blow to fall from the horse.

"In the fourth game, Sir Schwab vs. Baron Guligao." The messenger announced the start of the fourth game according to his duties, and Schwab had to knock on his horse and walked slowly towards the competition field.

Opposite Schwab is a Baron Guligao wearing a combination of chain armor and plate armor. The baron is wearing a round helmet, with white and blue feathers inserted at the top of the helmet. The Baron uses the iron gloves he wore to firmly grasp the reins of the horse with one hand and a rifle in the other. The horse under the baron's crotch is covered with green wool velvet, which looks very majestic.

"Oh, Sir Schwab." When Schwab entered the venue, the audience around them applauded and cheered for the wonderful match that Schwab played. The nobles in the VIP seat also stood up and respected Schwab's bravery. Only one of them clapped and looked at hatred in his eyes.

"Start." The messenger waved the flag below, and the two knights slowly ran towards their opponents, and slowly accelerated during the slow running. Schwab looked at the shaking ground in his helmet and felt uncomfortable. At this time, he was just a sense of obsession supporting him. Just as Schwab was about to put down his carriage and aimed at his opponent, Baron Guligao stopped running and raised the carriage in his hand high.

Seeing this, Schwab quickly tightened the reins. Baron Guligao opened his mask when he approached Schwab. Baron Guligao was a middle-aged man with two golden beards. He nodded to Schwab.

"Salute to your victory. The Demon Mountain once killed my cousin. Thank you for avenging him. This is a thank you." Baron Guligao smiled and blinked his eyes and said funnyly, and the baron's servant next to him covered Baron Guligao's seal with a piece of white cloth.

"Oh, Baron Guligao has automatically abstained." People were surprised when they saw Baron Guligao abstained. Schwab quickly nodded to Baron Guligao, while Baron Guligao left with his head raised without losing his demeanor.

"Next game." The messenger announced helplessly that this game ended before it even started, which was unexpected to people.

Something surprising happened. The Knight on the field raised his carriage like Baron Guligao to abstain. Soon another heraldic shield was covered by white cloth, and people made noises, which was too unusual.

"I don't want to fight a warrior chosen by God." The Knight said to his friend after he left the field, and the other party nodded to express his understanding. This will not harm the Knight's honor.

"Next." The messenger was almost stunned by the scene in front of him. The Cavaliers who also appeared on the field also gave up their power to duel with Schwab. When the last Cavalier automatically came off, Schwab won.

"This is a competition full of honor, and the bards will sing this competition throughout the continent." The nobles who watched the competition said excitedly. After all, such a competition full of legends made these nobles who came from afar feel worthwhile.

"After the award presentation, I will let this Sir Schwab attend the banquet." The duke said to his entourage. The duke stood up with satisfaction and tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the field with his two daughters.

"Sir Schwab of Mark Fort, the first swordsman," the messenger announced loudly, and cheers came from the venue.

The Duke smiled and handed Schwab a small box made of gold to Schwab. Schwab quickly bowed to the Duke and took the gold box, then raised the prize high to show it to the surroundings. People in the stands around shouted Schwab's name.

"Sir Schwab of Markburg, the first carbine competition."

The Duke handed Schwab a sculpture of a knight riding with a gun made of gold to Schwab. Schwab had to hold the gold box under his arm, grabbed the knight sculpture and raised it high, and cheers burst out again in the venue.

When receiving the award, Schwab felt a hot gaze staring at him. The gaze came from Princess Mary beside the duke. The princess looked at Schwab in front of her shyly and seriously, as if she wanted to see through Schwab's entire life.

"How much can these things be exchanged for?" After leaving the podium, Schwab handed the prize to the dwarf Rud. In Schwab's eyes, these things that represent glory were not as good as money.

"Sir, sir." Just as Schwab was about to leave, a maid in a green wool dress came to Schwab and said to him.

"What's the point, ma'am?" Schwab said politely. After all, Schwab is also a celebrity in Han Ruowei now, so he has to pay attention to his image.

"What kind of clothes are you going to wear for the banquet tonight?" said the maid with a peach blossom face. The maid was so excited that she could get close to the heroic knight.

"What does it mean?" Schwab was a little confused. Although he knew that the Duke invited him to attend tonight, what clothes should be his own freedom.

"I hope you will tell me what clothes to wear tonight so that Princess Mary will attend with you." Seeing that Schwab had no idea at all, the maid had to say the meaning of her mistress in a blunt way. Although this did not fit the image of a lady, a servant must of course fulfill his master's wishes first.

"Ah, I will wear a yellow, ah, black edging clothes." Seeing that the maid would never give up until she reached her goal, Schwab had to say something randomly. After carefully recording it, the maid saluted Schwab and left.

"Sir, Sir." When Schwab was about to leave again, a familiar voice suddenly sounded among the crowded crowd outside the field. Schwab saw Rubert huddled among the crowd and shouted to him.

"Rubert is you." Schwab quickly pulled Rupert from the crowd to himself. During the pulling process, countless hands touched Schwab's arm, as if he was going to be infected with the good luck of the warriors who were with the gods.

"Sir, I saw your game. It's so wonderful. Congratulations."

"I'm going to find you, how about selling those specialties of Mark?" Schwab wanted to develop his own specialties. You should know that in the Middle Ages, there was a family industry that often made money. For example, glass, a product from the south, which was the industry of a duke's family in the south. In order to ensure the technological monopoly of this specialty, the duke even placed his family's craftsmen and his family on an independent island, which shows how much wealth this family specialties can bring.

"It's not good. Adults, civilians don't know how to use it, while nobles are used to using parchment, and they don't want to use Mark paper." Rubert said with a bitter face.

"What, is this kind of thing?" Schwab felt a headache. No one knew such a good thing. This was not enough publicity. Schwab tried hard to make this lk paper popular.

Schwab thought about how to promote his specialty products, and several plans were given up because of the huge amount of money. At this time, a civilian who was confused about Schwab tore off a piece of the tights covered with the chain armor that Schwab wore. When the sound of the cloth ruptured, Schwab suddenly had inspiration. He was now a celebrity who won the Hanruowei Knights Competition. Why not use such a ready-made celebrity effect?

"Okay, don't worry, Rubert, I've already taken care of it, just wait and prepare a bigger bag to collect the money."

"Yeah, yes, sir." Rubert didn't know why Schwab suddenly felt confident. Rubert certainly hoped Schwab could sell the papers, because the merchants in the Hanruowei Guild had already mocked Ruber's extraordinary behavior.

"Now, Rubert will take me to buy some luxurious clothes, because I will attend the Duke's banquet tonight." Schwab said to Rubert with a smile. Now this banquet will not be a matter of dealing with errands, but a big thing that is linked to his future money bag. Schwab will wear the best clothes and appear in front of those fat nobles.
Chapter completed!