Chapter 53 Blood Princess's Heavy Hammer is Too Explosive!

In the arena, Connor helped Elsie put on her heavy armor. Although he was a little worried, he decided to trust his young lord.

"Good luck, my lord!" Connor closed Elsie's helmet.

The draw has ended, and each pair will face off in a duel, with priests on the sidelines ready to provide assistance at any time.

Each mentor will give a comprehensive score based on three aspects: offensiveness, etiquette, and tactics.

[What need is there for etiquette and tactics?! Heavy cavalry! Crush them!!!]

"You're overthinking it!" Elsie rolled her eyes, looking helpless.

Bogp didn't arrange a warhorse for himself, perhaps because he was afraid of falling off.

"I miss Absolute Breath~"

...

In a farm stable, Juexi suddenly stared northward.

"What? The pork isn't to your liking?" Karen added some more meat and blood to the trough.

"Hoo—" The red eyes of the dying looked at Karin, as if trying to express something.

"..." Kailin's face darkened: "The king... is in danger."

At that moment, the headless soldier Otto also crawled out of the haystack and shouted, "Who is threatening the king!"

The vengeful spirit beside him seemed to sense the emotional fluctuations and became extremely agitated.

"Quiet down!" Karin shouted angrily at the wronged spirits, her gaze fixed on the north.

"We're about to set off."

Ya Yan, working in the wheat field in the distance, no longer has the heroic spirit he once had; he has truly become a farmer.

In the kitchen, his pregnant wife was teaching the maid how to cook her favorite dishes. He smiled and wondered if Elsie had grown up at this moment.

...

In the first match, Windsor defeated Sylger completely.

"I don't understand at all! Why can Windsor ride a horse? The cavalry are just killing everyone on the field!" Elsie was watching the drama unfold in the stands.

In the second match, Noah defeated Solian instantly...

"This guy's eight years old?! Eight years old playing with a longbow? The narrator can't even hold it up properly!" Elsie was ranting wildly in the audience.

[You can complain all you want, but why do you have to drag me down the word count?!]

"Alright, the third match has begun!" Elsie gazed at the arena.

A little boy holding a round shield walked into the arena, looking around with a puzzled expression.

"What are you doing? Where is everyone? Boring! I want to see bloodshed!" Elsie yelled.

Suddenly, Windsor nudged her from the side: "Go on stage..."

"They were fighting, and I went up on stage... Oh..." Elsie was as forgetful as ever.

"Hmph..." A contemptuous laugh came from the corner.

Elsie looked in the direction of the voice and saw Noah Tilan!

"The Tilan family is really declining, tsk tsk tsk... I wanted to spar with the Tilan family's rising star, what a pity! What a pity!" Noah shook his head, completely disregarding Elsie.

[This is outrageous! I can't even stand watching!]

"Seriously! He was almost as despicable as you!"

Exactly! Exactly! It's outrageous...

[...]

What the hell do you mean?

【？】

A fatal little question mark appeared next to it.

...

On another note, Elsie calmly walked into the arena, about to face her first minor setback in life.

Now, she will choose her favorite weapon.

The weapon rack was filled with all sorts of weapons, dazzling Elsie. Then, she reached for...

Wait a minute! I messed up! I'll try again!

Now, she will choose a weapon suitable for her profession.

Elsie easily lifted the giant iron hammer, which was as tall as Bogp.

【Oh……】

I knew you wouldn't choose the option I suggested.

I'm numb...

[Look at this thing yourself, does it even resemble heavy cavalry?]

"I think..." Elsie wiped her drool, her eyes sparkling with hearts, "He's really handsome!"

[I f***ing... never mind, all I can say is...]

【Elsie!】

"Here!" Elsie raised her little hand.

【You…rebellious son!】

"Hehe..." Elsie covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes curving into crescent shapes.

The arena gates opened, and Elsie closed her helmet, dragging her heavy hammer onto the battlefield.

Suddenly, the weather seemed to darken, as if a heavy rain was about to fall!

On the stage, the little boy Sam held a round shield, his right hand touching a dagger, his eyes fixed on Elsie, who was covered in heavy armor.

Suddenly, a sense of oppression and fear surged into his heart. He felt that even though he hadn't fought her yet, he was already drenched in sweat!

Just like the day his brother and he faced off, he pulled Sam out of the mud puddle and said, "You're all sweaty, aren't you, little brother?"

As the bronze bell rang, signaling the start of the duel, the mentors picked up their pens and began taking notes.

Bergp looked at Elsie with some concern; she seemed to have picked up the wrong weapon, after all, she was still just a child…

Dean Xinglan instructed his attendant to serve each mentor a cup of tea that had been purchased from the Eastern Merchant Alliance.

Windsor seemed calm, while Noah maintained his haughty expression.

A one-year-old becoming a heavy armored knight? That's a pipe dream! Besides, she doesn't even have a warhorse... Wait a minute? Why is she holding a hammer?

Noah's gaze was drawn to the heavy hammer in Elsie's hand. No warhorse to aid him? And what the hell was that hammer?!

In some corner, do people like to hide in corners nowadays?

In short, in this narrow corner, Azer and Volson were peeking at Elsie in the arena.

“See that? Elsie is so cute!” Aze shook Volson beside him.

Wolsen was speechless; he had finally come to realize that Aize was a sister-obsessed brother.

Behind them, Jack, who had activated his invisibility ability, trembled.

Why do people all like to hide in corners these days?

He fears that one day, his private corner will become overcrowded.

...

Elsie stepped heavily onto the stage, acutely aware of her mission.

[Defeat Sam and dazzle the scoring mentors!]

[They're coming! Elsie!]

Why does this passage feel like something out of a wolf story?

No, it's actually a dog.

"It's clearly just... fuck! You're insulting me!"

Watch out! It's Zhixi!

Sam made the first move, using a shield bash to quickly close the distance, his speed astonishing the mentors!

"So cool! He has the bearing of the head of the Yi family!" the mentors commented. "No wonder he dared to face the dragon head-on..."

"Thump—" A gust of sand suddenly swept across the entire arena.

Within the sandstorm, streaks of green light flashed as the priests frantically cast healing spells!

In the sandstorm, Elsie dusted off her skirt armor, tossed the heavy hammer aside, glanced at the completely shattered round shield, and...

Terrified and disoriented, Sam knelt on the ground, utterly despondent.

That's too brutal, just hope!

"I've stopped. Let him take a few days to recover. Also, can you please call me by my name properly?"

Okay, Ji-hee! Got it, Ji-hee! No problem, Ji-hee!

Bogp opened his mouth, pointed to the field, and then looked at Xinglan.

Xinglan nodded and said, "You'll get used to it."