??Chapter 354: Chapter 353: Drella’s Challenge
Chapter 354: Chapter 353: Drella’s Challenge
The dragon-riding festival ended swiftly, and guests gradually left the Glowing Valley. At the sa ti, the wedding preparations for my brother Roland and Gwyn Baimaigen were set in motion.
The union of the two baron families was no small affair, so the wedding was scheduled for the end of October, one month later.
However, since the guests had already visited the Glowing Valley once, it would be difficult to gather them all again at Fluorescent Castle for the wedding in such a short period. Therefore, after discussion between the two families, they decided not to hold a grand-scale wedding but to keep it low-key.
Baron Gevedas was sowhat dissatisfied, as he wanted to marry off his daughter in a grand and glorious manner.
But since the Fluorescent Fungi Family had two Flying Dragon Knights, and Gwyn was devoted to Roland, he ultimately had to pinch his nose and agree.
“Big brother, why are you always coming here instead of preparing for the wedding?”
In the Cigar Courtyard, Russell looked at his big brother with so speechlessness. Lately, Roland had been coming to Cigar Courtyard almost every day to seek his advice on mastering the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill.
“With mother handling everything, there’s not much for
to do,” Roland said with a smile. “Your sister-in-law isn’t particularly fond of opulence, so the wedding is going to be simple without much need for preparation.”
“Sister-in-law is really quite nice.”
“Haha, is that even sothing to ntion? Your big brother’s judgnt is, without a doubt, unparalleled,” Roland boasted, as was his habit.
Russell then chuckled, “Big brother, have you dealt with the situation outside?”
Roland suddenly gave an awkward laugh, “Hehe.”
Seeing this, Russell shook his head, knowing his big brother’s nature; evidently, he found it hard to cut off all the frills from outside.
Roland quickly changed the subject: “Russell, there’s less than half a month left until my wedding. During this ti, you must help
to perfect the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill. I need to enhance my strength as soon as possible.”
“Why are you in such a rush?”
“Sigh, I didn’t want to say it, but we are brothers after all.” Roland clenched his teeth before sharing so news, “A friend from Furious Wind City sent a ssage saying that Drella is coming to cause trouble.”
“Drella?” Russell rembered this person—a son of a Duchy’s Lord, who had reportedly won the favor of a Bipedal Flying Dragon in the Draco-breed Gardens.
Now he was just waiting to establish his military achievents to have the chance to beco a dragon rider.
But Russell frowned and said, “Big brother, are you sure this Drella dares to make trouble at your wedding?”
He and his father, Baron Roman, were both Flying Dragon Knights. With such formidable strength, even Marquis Arno would think twice before causing trouble. How could a re son of a Duchy’s Lord, who has yet to beco an official dragon rider, have the guts to stir up conflict?
“With you and father around, he definitely wouldn’t dare to take a hard stance, but it’s very likely that he’ll co to annoy ,” Roland said indignantly. “Drella has already made his declaration, claiming I stole his fiancée, so he wants to challenge
at the wedding.”
After a pause, he clenched his fists and said, “That audacious brat even proclaid that only the victor of the duel deserves to marry Gwyn!”
“I understand now!” Russell nodded his head.
To duel for love was indeed one of the customs in the Shadowfla Grand Duchy, especially since Drella had a legitimate excuse—Baron Gevedas had made a verbal agreent with him, so he had the right to vie for Gwyn.
Russell then asked, “What’s the deal with this Drella?”
“A Phantom Beast Knight, his contracted Fantasy Beast is the Spiky Porcupine. He’s been bonded with it for quite so ti, so he really is one of the strong ones among the younger generation,” Roland objectively evaluated Drella’s strength. Certainly, one who is recognized by a Bipedal Flying Dragon is no diocrity.
“Big brother, are you sure you want to duel with him?” Russell suggested, “Instead, we could station n on the trade routes, and when Drella arrives, I could beat him up directly to ensure he can’t cause any disturbance, allowing the wedding to proceed smoothly.”
Upon hearing this, Roland was sowhat tempted.
But he quickly shook his head in refusal: “Russell, this is sothing I have to face myself. I want to accept his challenge!”
“Oh?”
“To tell you the truth, Gwyn’s willingness to marry
is not because I’m exceptionally capable or charming, but because I have our father and you to rely on. However, I also have my own dignity, and I don’t want to be seen as a waste who can only depend on my father and brother.”
Nowadays, Roland beca more open with Russell.
He freely shared his inner thoughts: “I need to prove to the world that I can win Gwyn not just because I have you and father, but because I, in my own right, am better than Drella!”
He looked at Russell with determination in his eyes: “Therefore, I must win this duel!”
It was a matter of a man’s honor.
Russell understood Roland’s sentint, naturally willing to devote himself wholeheartedly to teaching him the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill. He would share all his insights into swordsmanship without reservation and continuously spar with Roland to help him improve his skills.
Fathers and sons go to battle together; brothers face the tiger side by side.
If Russell were to establish his own kingdom in the future, Roland would beco an important arm for him. Therefore, the stronger he is, the better.
Beyond teaching Roland the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill,
Russell mostly practiced on his own, occasionally sparring with Baron Roman, who loitered around Fluorescent Castle, unwilling to endure the hardships of battle in the Snowfield. They would discuss the training of the Flying Dragon Knights and make progress together.
His strength improved day by day.
“The Battle Qi Dragon Warrior technique is nearly perfected,” riding the Black Oil Dragon Rossay, soaring through the sky, Russell quickly signaled Rossay to dive.As they were about to get close to the Snowfield ground,
he suddenly channeled the surging Dragon Breath within his body into a ten-ter-long phantom Dragon Spear and hurled it forcefully towards the ground.
Boom!
The phantom Dragon Spear conjured by the Battle Qi Dragon Warrior exploded directly on the Snowfield, blasting a gigantic hole in the ice cap.
“Success!” Russell exclaid with joy.
“Roar!” Rossay joined in the cheer, pulling up and soaring back into the sky.
“Now that the Battle Qi Dragon Warrior has succeeded, I will set out for the vast Snowfield after my elder brother’s wedding is over!”
“Roar!”
…
Three days later, at the end of October,
A grand wedding for Roland and Gwyn was held at Fluorescent Castle. Despite the few noble guests, the event lacked nothing in grandeur.
It was at this ti that Drella suddenly appeared, challenging Roland with a shout: “Roland, if you’re a man, fight
in a one-on-one duel based on skill. If you win, I’ll bless you and Gwyn. If you lose, it’ll prove you’re not worthy of Gwyn!”
Seeing this, Gwyn shouted angrily, “Drella, I have nothing to do with you. Roland and I truly love each other. You co out wanting a duel for absolutely no reason other than your own wishful thinking! I will not stop my wedding for any reason!”
This undoubtedly made Drella flush red with embarrassnt.
However, Roland stepped forward calmly, comforting Gwyn, who was about to beco his wife, and then he looked at Drella with a composed expression: “I will not gamble Gwyn’s and my happiness on a duel either, but I don’t mind proving to you whether I am worthy of Gwyn or not.”
Then he loudly declared, “Drella, draw your sword!”
The guests at the wedding, after a brief mont of chaos, were inevitably won over by the groom Roland’s deanor.
Of course, they also admired the bride Gwyn’s resolve.
But at the main table at the banquet, Russell couldn’t help but tug at the corner of his mouth: “This couple definitely rehearsed in advance!”
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have handled the situation so smoothly, speaking their lines perfectly.
In the subsequent duel, a sowhat defenseless Drella seed rather uncomposed, losing his sense of timing.
And Roland, who was well-prepared, managed to defeat Drella using the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill he had been rigorously training with Russell for days, without relying on the power of Fantasy Beasts, thus defending his once-held title of genius.
“Drella, I have proven that I am more than worthy of Gwyn, so please do not interfere with Gwyn’s and my happiness using any excuse in the future!”
Roland said coldly as the victor: “Soone, show the guest out!”
Knights imdiately approached, indicating for Drella to leave.
Drella’s face had turned as red as a liver, but having been defeated by Roland in full view of everyone, he had no excuses to offer.
He could only leave the banquet hall with his tail between his legs, following the knights.
On the other hand, Russell also quietly stood up and left the banquet hall, quickly intercepting Drella on the road.
“Are you… Lord Russell?” Drella saw Russell hovering mid-air, with the Black Oil Dragon Rossay circling in the sky above.
“Speak,” Russell said indifferently, looking at Drella, “Who was it that put you up to challenging Roland?”
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