After seeing the splendor of the royal capital of Castile, Emil suddenly felt that White Peak Town was nothing. The difference between the two was like a prosperous town and a remote mountain village.

In addition, the guards in the royal capital are extremely tight, and everyone who enters must be thoroughly checked to ensure that no one with evil intentions will get in.

The emir also noticed that some people dressed as common people were stopped outside the huge city gate. It was said that they came to watch the knight competition. Unfortunately, the royal capital only allowed people with status to enter, although they were dissatisfied with this outrageous request.

, but there was an entire army guarding the city gate. At a glance, there were five or six hundred people, all fully armed. They couldn't help but be frightened by this battle, so they had to go back the way they came.

After Emil and others arrived at the city gate, in order to enter smoothly, they no longer rode Lilith. Cosette also took the initiative to enter the Holy Sword, and then the guard asked them to sign up.

Although Emil was wearing the clothes that Lydia had given him and looked nothing like a commoner, even if he said that he was the Lord of Blackpool Town, the guards would definitely ask him to produce something that could prove his identity, but he set out

I didn't expect this kind of thing when I arrived, so I didn't bring anything with me.

At this embarrassing moment, Anthony quickly came to the guard.

"Hey, this eldest brother, I am Anthony Marga, and my father is Count Marga from the royal capital. If you don't believe it, you can go and confirm it. Then these two are my friends. They are thousands of miles away.

For those who come to participate in the knight competition, I can use my family's reputation as a guarantee that they will never have any problems."

After hearing what he said, the guard was still a little hesitant, as if he had never heard of Count Marga.

Then, he suddenly found that his boss was not far away, so he quickly asked his companion to greet him at the door, while he ran to his boss to explain the situation.

The man glanced at Anthony, then looked at Emile and Ophelia for a while, and then nodded to the guard.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief and then shouted to them.

"You guys, come in."

"Hey, thank you, thank you." Anthony nodded quickly and bowed.

Emil felt strange about his appearance. He was obviously a son of a noble, but he still wanted to be obedient in front of those soldiers. After entering the royal capital, Emil finally couldn't help but ask Anthony.

Anthony smiled helplessly and said.

"As you saw just now, common people are not allowed to enter the royal capital, so the entire royal capital is basically made up of nobles, and earls like my father are like crucian carp crossing the river. After I reported my family, they

I haven't even heard of it. The reason why the guard let us in was just because his superiors saw that we didn't look like common people at all. In fact, to them, the count was nothing special. If I was arrogant in front of them,

You might be stopped directly outside the door."

"I see. It seems that becoming a noble is not easy either."

"Actually, I don't want to bow my head to those guys, but one day I will inherit my father's title, so I must learn how to deal with them, and my father has always told me that if I want to stand firm in this place full of nobles,

Heel, we have to find ways to please various forces..." Anthony said, couldn't help but smile bitterly, then he glanced at Ophelia, and added, "However, not all people here are like this, for example, knights

There is no need to think about this at all. The only thing they have to do is to constantly hone their fighting skills. As long as they are strong enough, they will be appreciated by the great nobles, and then they will find a good job in the Knight Alliance, and the treatment will be no better than ordinary people like us.

Poor noble."

"Knight Alliance?" Emil was curious about this.

Anthony saw that he was interested and immediately started talking again.

"The full name is the Knights Alliance of Castile. It is the most authoritative organization in the empire's knight world. Every knight competition is organized by this organization."

"Well, I've heard of this too," Ophelia nodded and continued, "The opposite is Valhalla, the royal capital's magic academy. These two forces have been fighting for more than a hundred years.

The intrigues and intrigues have become more and more inseparable now. However, as the great nobles pay less and less attention to the knight culture, the big figures in the magic world once suggested canceling the knight competition. Many people, including me, thought that this time the knights

The competition can no longer be held, but the result is still beyond my expectation."

At this time, Emil suddenly noticed that the pedestrians on the street were bustling and bustling, and there was no doubt that many of them were coming for the knight competition.

So he can also understand why the knight competition is held as usual, because no matter how much magic wins the favor of the nobles, most people in the empire still respect knights more. Anthony has a soft spot for storybooks related to knights.

Hard to see.

What's more, the Elnos Empire was once known as the country of knights. Most people will naturally be more inclined to knight culture. Rather, they are still a little prejudiced against magic. If the knight competition is canceled because of the advice of those magicians,

, is likely to cause public outrage.

Of course, the most important thing is that the knight competition can bring benefits to the great nobles. A knight competition is not only a grand gathering for the knights, but during this period, the great nobles who are related to various forces can also make a lot of money.

Bo Man, why wouldn’t they do it?

After a while, they finally arrived at Anthony's house. In fact, Emil wanted to say goodbye to Anthony directly and then go to Byron and Anne, but because it was too early, they had to stay one night first.

…

On the next day, Emile said goodbye to Anthony, but he actually expressed his intention to continue to follow them.

"Didn't we agree before? I want to watch Miss Ophelia participate in the competition and witness her winning the first place in the knight competition. And it's your first time here and you are unfamiliar with the place, so I will give it to you.

Become a guide."

"This..." Emil was in trouble.

Ophelia saw Emil's embarrassed look and patted him on the shoulder as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I'll give it a try. Maybe as Anthony said, I can get first place."

Emile deliberately avoided Anthony, and then whispered into Ophelia's ear.

"But, aren't you not interested in knightly competition? How can you wrong yourself for the sake of others?"

"It's okay. I don't have much to do before meeting Byron anyway, so why not have some fun first." Ophelia looked indifferent.

Seeing that she had already made her decision, Emil didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

"Okay, let's go to the Knights Arena first, or..."

"Of course it's up to you."

"Wait a minute," Emil suddenly noticed a shop on the street, "Anthony, what is that for?"

Anthony followed his gaze and understood immediately.

"That, is the Blacksmiths Association."

In fact, Emil had already guessed it, he just wanted to confirm it with the locals.

When he was in Blackpool Town, he had the idea of ​​becoming a professional blacksmith. Although he was initially pushed to the top, as his forging skills were recognized, he felt that becoming a blacksmith was not bad, and he did not need to be a blacksmith.

As a city lord, you have high hopes, and you don't have to go to the battlefield to fight with the enemy.

However, every time he was about to obtain the status of a blacksmith, he was always disturbed by some unexpected events. Now that he finally had the opportunity, he didn't want to miss it again.

Ophelia also saw his intention and said with a smile.

"You can go ahead. Maybe obtaining the status of a blacksmith can help fulfill the agreement of His Highness Cosette. As for the knight competition, I can participate in it a day later, and I don't have to worry about Byron's safety. Anyway, Anne is here.

Beside him."

"I see."

Emil nodded and then walked towards the door of the blacksmith's workshop.

The house was not big, and it looked like an ordinary blacksmith shop. It sold various weapons and metal products, but there was a line of small words in the inconspicuous place of the shop name, which read the assessment points for professional blacksmiths.

The person looking after the store was a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes. Maybe he didn't have much business. He was sitting on a chair and yawning all the time.

Later, Anthony ran over to ask about the situation for Emil.

"Hello, can the blacksmith assessment be conducted here?"

When the middle-aged man heard this question, he immediately became energetic.

"Yeah, what? Do you want to participate? Come on, register here, no matter you are a noble or a commoner... Oh, I forgot, commoners are not allowed to enter the royal capital. In short, anyone can take the blacksmith assessment

, although it is difficult, anyone who passes it can win the favor of the Stuart family, a famous forging family, and become their guests."

"...Uh, it's not me, it's my friend."

Anthony said quickly, and then waved Emil over.

The middle-aged man looked at Emil carefully, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, you have a really good figure. Although he is a little thin, the muscles in his arms look quite tight. He is indeed a blacksmith."

"..." Emil scratched his head and didn't know what to say.

"Haha, it's just a professional habit that makes you laugh," the man said sheepishly, "Then without further ado, come and register. I'll prepare the assessment process for you."

After a while, the man took Emil to the room at the back of the shop, where all the equipment needed for forging was placed.

"Here it is," the man said, taking out a box of lottery tickets and handing it to Emil, "Pick one. Based on the lottery ticket you draw, you can choose the weapon blueprint for this assessment."

Emil did as he was told. After taking a look at the signature, the man walked to the drawer against the wall and selected the corresponding weapon drawings.

Emil took the drawing and after seeing clearly the weapons drawn on it, he couldn't help but feel troubled.

"Uh, what kind of weapon is this? And there are no instructions on it. How do I forge it?"

The man spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Sorry, as an examiner, I can't reveal any information to you about the content of the assessment. Moreover, this is entirely a matter of luck. There is indeed a simple requirement to forge the most common long sword. The instructions on the drawing are also very detailed, but it is unfortunate.

, you have chosen the most difficult one, and then you can only look at your own destiny."

"...Ah this." Emil looked at Ophelia and Anthony next to him, but they also looked at each other.

"Okay, the time limit is six hours. Let's start work. Anyone who doesn't need to wait please wait outside."
To be continued...