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Chapter 50: Swordsmanship Competition
After briefly treating Asha's injuries, Brother Long Er began to talk to Faria about the workshop.
Tell the whole cause and effect of the matter in detail.
He also talked about Dany, which made Faria feel that the two of them were now "on the same boat."
But for some reason, even though the current situation is not good, Faria feels that she is safer than ever before.
She immediately realized that her feeling was not unreasonable, because Brother Long Er told her a great piece of news.
"Although the workshop is gone, the Moon Shadow soap will continue to be produced. As for how it will be produced, you don't have to worry about it. All orders after one month will be delivered in time, but you can't show any abnormality.
We also need to paralyze Frega's gang."
Faria knew that it must be very difficult for Brother Long to achieve this.
Since he doesn't want to speak clearly, don't ask any more questions.
Even though she was taught since childhood that "what you can't hold in your hands is worthless."
If she couldn't even trust the man in front of her who had defeated an entire guard corps alone to save her, who else could she trust?
Since arriving here, it has been Brother Long Er who has been talking. Now that he has finished what he wanted to say, the cabin has become quiet.
"I heard from Morrel that you were going to take part in the ceremonial tournament?"
Faria asked proactively.
"right."
"You want that Valyrian steel sword?"
"Not only that, I actually have other considerations."
"Do you really need to participate?" Faria seemed ready to persuade.
"You must attend."
Brother Long Er said calmly but firmly.
"Generally speaking, those who participate in the competition are swordsmen or mercenaries from the three major families." Faria began to tell the information she knew.
"In fact, the martial arts competition is also the way for the three major families to deal with conflicts and grievances, and to stop the bloodshed among the participating swordsmen, so..."
Faria was referring to what happened with Anderson just now, meaning that if you insist on participating in the competition, you will definitely be targeted.
"Thank you for your concern. I expected this to happen."
As he spoke, a confident smile appeared on Long Erge's face.
By then, he will have master-level swordsmanship and a physique of over ninety.
Those who are better at swordsmanship than him are not as good as his physical fitness, because they are definitely not young, and it is inevitable that their physical fitness will decline.
Those with better physique than him...Unless the Mountain or the King of Horses comes, no one will be able to surpass Brother Long in strength and speed.
Faria thought about it and it seemed to be true. After all, the young man in front of her had just defeated an entire guard corps by himself.
I guess no one can persuade him.
"If that's the case, then you must be careful. It is said that the Frega family is determined to win the championship of the celebration tournament."
"Thank you Miss Yueying for the reminder."
Seeing that the second brother Long called himself "Moon Shadow" again, Faria felt a little dissatisfied.
She quickly sorted out her feelings and continued:
"Because of recent events, you are the only one entering the poetry contest under my name now."
After all, all the "flower-guarding swordsmen" around Faria had run away, and those guys who only wanted to play a few songs for free had naturally disappeared long ago.
She even dared not enter a poetry competition under the name of Faria.
Afraid of being targeted by the Frega family,
This will be quite disadvantageous for Faria in future beauty pageant competitions.
Without "propaganda", it can be said that we suffer a great loss.
"Don't worry, I have some knowledge of poetry and rhythm."
Faria shook her head and said:
"No, that's not what I meant. What I meant is that you can't do two things at once. I hope you can focus on the duel."
Asha, who was standing nearby, had some similar thoughts.
But on one side was Faria, with whom he grew up and with whom he had a deep relationship.
On the other side... was the second brother Long who made her heart beat fast.
It's really hard to decide.
Brother Long Er didn't know how to comfort her, as he had at least hundreds of classics in his mind.
Various themes, various styles.
As for pop music, there is even more.
There is still no need to perform a live show, but it is a good opportunity to understand the "market".
As a socialite, Faria should be very familiar with this aspect.
Seeing that Brother Long seemed to still be concerned about the poetry competition, Faria didn't know what to say, but just patiently answered his questions.
"The upper class people in Braavos always like to listen to some soothing and elegant music, while the lower class people prefer relatively cheerful music.
In fact, I found that the so-called upper class aristocrats were also not interested in listening to more elegant music, but they had to pretend that they liked it very much. "
Brother Long Er nodded, indicating that he understood.
It's a common problem among rich people.
Logically, the judges would be the nobles of Braavos.
But they also have to consider the acceptance of the lower classes.
If the winning work is not conducive to being sung, then it would go against the original intention of holding the celebration.
Therefore, Brother Long Er must choose music that can be appreciated by both the elite and the masses.
As a result, some classics with high artistic value have to be excluded.
However, some classic old songs can be used as your alternatives.
Just as the two were discussing Braavos's past works, Rancho's voice was heard outside.
"Ms. Faria, are you... okay?"
He originally set out with Brother Long Er.
But because of Anderson some time ago, all horse-drawn carriages and other things were restricted.
Therefore, once they got ashore, the two of them could only run on their own two legs.
Rancho felt as if he had brought a monster.
Brother Long Er only has two legs, but he runs faster than someone with four legs.
He could only look at the figure of Brother Long Er riding away and shout at him not to be impulsive.
When he arrived, all of Anderson's entourage and guards had withdrawn.
This made him feel bad.
'Could it be that Anderson has succeeded?'
Lan Che, who was already out of breath from running, felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
Not only that, when he heard people discussing that there seemed to be an assassin just now, he began to tremble all over as if he was thrown into an ice hole.
When he heard Faria's voice, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been saved.
I saw Brother Long Er, dressed in white and still wet, walking out of the cabin.
"Sir Lancher, don't worry, Miss Yueying is fine. Please take me there."
'He...swam here?'
...
The fortress of the Frega family.
Flower and bird garden.
The current Sea King has set up a "Beast Garden" in the Sea Palace, and the patriarch of the Frega family has built a low-end "Bird Garden" for himself.
This is a forest covering several acres, with bird cages of various colors hanging on the trees.
The birdcages hold all kinds of birds with colorful feathers and clear chirping voices.
At this time, Tormo, the head of the Frega family, was sitting in a small pavilion in the woods sipping sweet wine.
There were spots of white hair on his temples, but he looked in good spirits, and his pair of slightly gray eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
A guard with a black scarf on his face brought Anderson to him.
As Tormo's second son, Anderson was not taken seriously. After messing up this time, he estimated that his future might be even more bleak.
Anderson looked at his father's back, but he didn't see him turn around.
This made him feel even more uneasy.