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Text Chapter 22 The good horse "Sunshine"

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    I don¡¯t know how I was carried into the room. When I opened my eyes, I found a room full of heads looking at me.

    "You guys really slept for a long time, but you made us stupid waiting." Stanton scratched his head happily.

    "Water, I want to drink some water." It must be that the wound is bleeding too much. At this time, I want to drink water.  But I didn't expect that just after I said this, the room immediately turned into a mess:

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ran all the way to grab the water bottle, knocking little Dennis and Chicobol around. Baby Daniel wanted to grab something to steady himself, but accidentally pulled down Montetier who was sitting on the edge of the bed.  Cremo, who was standing next to Montetier, was about to reach out to catch him, but was kicked in the chin by the heel raised by Muckle who was about to fly to save the water bottle.  .  .  .  .  .  .

    Fortunately, a well-behaved Bitril brought a water bottle from her room, so I managed to drink some water.

    ¡°Dibor, do you know who the Knight of Casillas is that you are competing against?¡± Asantean said excitedly as he crawled beside my bed.

    "Oh no! It seems that Asantean is also being funny. He asked me who I am even though he said the knight's name was Casillas?" I think I'd better keep silent.

    "Who doesn't know? Isn't that the guy who is known as the best swordsman in the Royal Guards Knights?" Stanton was obviously disdainful.

    "Hee hee, people have known for a long time that that guy is no match for Master Diboer." At this time, he finally got up from the ground.

    "I've known it for a long time. Who heard the monster screaming at that time? Raise your hand?" I don't know who shouted at this time, and with a "swipe" sound, everyone raised their hands except me and myself.  .

    "Haha! Haha!" There was finally laughter in the originally dull room. Looking at this group of lovely friends, I couldn't help but secretly shed tears.

    "Dipor, are you worried about something?" Watching Stanton and everyone go downstairs, Monteil gently closed the door and stared at me with a pair of big and small eyes.

    "It's okay." I suppressed the words that were about to blurt out and spat out two words with difficulty.

    "Is everything okay? It's okay if you don't want to say it. Just come to me when you want to find someone to talk to. Have a good rest, there will be a game tomorrow." After speaking, Montetier turned around, closed the door, and left quietly.

    "Master Diboer, you are crying." I don't know when, Bitril entered my room, holding a plate filled with herbs and bandages.

    "No, no?" I quickly turned my head and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes.

    "Do you miss sister Jessie (Xiuting)?" Bitril said while sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with those weird bottles and cans.

    "If you want to cry, just cry. I won't tell anyone, and I won't laugh at you, really." Bitril put down her work and turned her head to look at me seriously.

    Although I am saying in my heart: Thank you!  Beatle.  But he kept repeating: "No, no."

    "Beatli'er didn't argue with me. She gently helped me up and was about to untie the old bandage on my waist.

    "It will hurt a little, but you have to hold it back and don't move." Bitril put her hands around my waist and carefully untied the knot of the bandage.

    To be honest, I didn¡¯t feel any pain at all during the entire dressing change process.  After changing my dressing, Bitril's hair and clothes were all soaked with sweat.

    "Thank you, Bitril!" I said sincerely.

    "It's nothing, have a good rest, Mr. Diboer." With that said, Bitril stood up and left silently.

    It wasn¡¯t until the girl¡¯s figure disappeared behind the door that I suddenly realized that today Bitril was specially wearing that red dress that I once said was very beautiful.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

    I sat on the bed blankly, and it wasn¡¯t until the girl¡¯s gentle sobbing came from the corridor that I came back to my senses.

    I got off the bed and walked to the door. I wanted to go out and give the crying Bitril a hug and tell her honestly: "You are as beautiful as the moon goddess!" But when I put my hand on the door bolt, I stopped.  Living.

    Stanton handed the reins of "Vekia's Sunshine" into my hands, held my hand firmly and said:

    "Dipor, your injury will tear. Are you sure you want to do this?"

    "I'm sure!" After saying that, I got on my horse and reached out to take the wooden gun that was passed along.

    Today, my opponent is Archangel Knights of the Holy See. This is a guy who is big enough to compete with Yifa.  It is said that this guy named Ackdale has never lost in a lance competition, and all his competitions were won by "shootdowns".  But I don¡¯t care about that at all, I am only worried about whether "Vekia Sunshine" can withstand the impact of Arckdale's horse that also came to "Kenster Plateau".

    When the flag of the competition was waved, I set up my spear and kicked "Sunshine":

    ¡°Old man, let¡¯s charge!¡±

    The high-speed flowing air penetrated through the gaps in my helmet and formed a whirlpool inside. I could hear nothing but a constant "buzzing" in my ears.

    I stared at Ackerdale¡¯s chest, my heartbeat and breathing stopped completely at the moment when the horse¡¯s head met, and everything in front of me moved slowly as if in slow motion.

    I clearly felt Arkdale's lance poking at my left arm. The huge force knocked me backwards, and the tip of my spear also deviated from Akerdale's arm at this moment.  Forechest.

    "It's over!" I closed my eyes in despair, waiting to be rushed off my horse.

    Suddenly, "Sunshine" jumped to the left and hit the opponent's horse hard on the chest.  Then there was a crisp sound of "pop!", and my spear hit Akerdale's helmet. The strong impact caused the thick lance to break into two pieces.  What surprised me even more was that Arckdale's horse was knocked sideways by the sunlight and rushed towards the fence next to it.

    The fence was shattered by the impact of Ackdale's horse, and Ackdale was also thrown down.

    At the end of the second game, I passed another level, but my left arm was fractured. It seems that I can¡¯t count on it for tomorrow¡¯s game.

    There are three people who have advanced in this competition. Apart from me, one is Sadimoka from the Royal Guards Knights, and the other is Saiins from the last Holy Knight, who came to the Third Army of the Empire.

    The fighting power of the two people is quite impressive. They won the first two games cleanly, and tomorrow's final will be an extremely dangerous challenge. Will I still win?  I feel like my chances are almost zero.

    "DiBoer, you'd better abstain from voting tomorrow. I don't want to see you die." said Washington Knight Trick, who had just arrived at "Berestia".

    "Trick, what did you say? Don't forget that DiBoer just won two games." Stanton pushed past Trick, who was sitting next to me, and came over.

    "I know Dibor has only won two games, but you have to see what he looks like now. You must know that the holy knight has fought hard in the battlefield. I'm afraid Dibor has never even killed anyone, right?"  Trick said without compromise.

    "Stop arguing! Let Diboer have a good rest." Stanton wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Montetier.

    "Everyone get out! Go downstairs, stop fighting about useless things, and think about how to deal with those beasts tomorrow!" Montetier opened the door and drove out a group of "fighting cocks."

    The room suddenly became quiet, and except for the still burning whale oil lamp, I was the only one left who had fallen asleep.

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