"Is this Mr. Geralt extremely ugly?"

"So I dare not show it to others in my true face?"

Tamara spoke.

Looking at Roger's clothes, Gewei's breathing became rapid. She seemed to understand something and looked at Tamara sideways.

"Ms. Tamara, you don't know that he was dressed like this on purpose."

Gewei took a few deep breaths and her breathing gradually became stable.

"The two swords on his back on his clothes belong to Gris, and the patterns carved on his mask symbolize our family."

Gewei's eyes were slightly constrained.

"He is my friend, but he represents Grace at this time."

According to tradition, this guardian should indeed be held by Gris.

But everyone knew the result of Gris, so for a moment, no one else around him said anything.

Tamara nodded, as if she understood something.

She casually picked up the cup on the table, but her eyes were fixed on the figure standing in the field.

The other party had a familiar aura on her body, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

At this time, the others sitting around the venue also understood Roger's outfit, and the discussion suddenly became much less.

At this time, a young man with yellow hair jumped out, and a roaring beast above his chest badge.

“I’m from the Curtiven family.”

The young man took out his weapon and a heavy two-handed warhammer.

Roger didn't say a word and pulled out the two cross swords on his back.

The weapon shone brightly in the sun. He crossed his hands, stood in front of his chest with his left hand and his right hand horizontally in the middle of the blade.

Two weapons form a standard cross.

"Let's get started."

The young man opposite is just a superman who has just entered the second level. Even if he does not use any energy from the magic seal, Roger can completely crush the opponent with just the power of the **.

However, with Tamara watching on it, Roger did not want to be too strong. He had evidence to advance and retreat and controlled his attack rhythm, so that he could not let the opponent lose too quickly, and could just show the opponent's strength.

The cross sword was flowing, and he was not at all inferior to the heavy weapons used by the young man. The two of them fought back and forth for several minutes.

Roger's wrist was beating, and while the young man was in poor health, he used his skill to shake off the weapon in the other party's hand.

With his hands crossed, Roger made his previous starting move. If someone noticed it, he would find that there was a beginning to the end. Although the two experienced a fierce battle, Roger finally returned to the position where he initially launched the attack.

"You are very awesome, I'm convinced by the loss."

The young man was sweating profusely, handed Roger a grateful look, and turned and left.

The difference in strength between the two is very obvious, but this battle is exciting enough.

Several people played one after another, but like the young man at the beginning, no one was Roger's opponent.

Someone tried to infuriate Roger and use words to provoke him, but as at the beginning, Roger was as unmoved as a rock.

The simple and precise sword technique runs through the entire battle. He does not use too complicated skills, but just a simple chop and stab. However, such an ordinary skill defeats all the challengers one by one!

All the challengers from the other four families failed, and the remaining small families did not continue to send people to the field. Roger's strength is obvious to all.

What is even more commendable is that he left enough face for every challenger who participated in the duel.

Although they failed, they were not embarrassed.

The atmosphere in the field gradually became more lively, and such a battle was much more exciting than crushing and instant killing.

In fact, this is also the significance of the existence of the Guardian and the fundamental purpose of fighting before the promotion ceremony.

"Clam!"

Return the sword into the sheath.

Roger stood there, surrounded by tides of applause. As usual, he had defeated all the challengers, but at this moment, Tamara suddenly stood up.

As a fourth-level extraordinary person, her identity and strength are far superior to everyone in the field, and her every move is the focus of everyone.

"Since the Secret Blood Family has been integrated into the Nature Society, we must not be absent from such activities as one of them."

Tamara looked around and finally fell on Gewei's face.

"Our Nature Association also wants to send a challenger. This is not an exaggeration, right?"

"No...how could it be?"

A middle-aged man with meticulous hair combed answered.

He is the patriarch of the Curteven family.

"This is a celebration, and of course the more lively the better the celebration."

Tamara nodded, "I heard that the beneficiaries can make an overwhelming request to our protagonist today."

She glanced at Gewei, "It is impossible to let a third-level extraordinary person throw himself into his arms and hug him." Tamara smiled.

"But if it's just asking for a kiss."

"This shouldn't be too much, right?"

Tamara chuckled, as if she was joking, but anyone could easily tell the seriousness in her eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, an embarrassing smile appeared on the faces of the heads of the major secret blood family around Gewei.

Roger, standing in the field, couldn't help but sigh.

For the Secret Blood Family, the Knights of the Round Table may be a tiger, so even if the natural association they defect to is not as powerful as the tiger, it is definitely a vicious wolf.

Tamara's purpose is very clear. The so-called equality does not exist at all. Sooner or later, she will demonstrate her strength and determine a clear relationship between superiors and subordinates.

But sadly, even though they knew Tamara's purpose, the Secret Blood Family had no other choice. They had betrayed the Knights of the Round Table, and if even the Nature Society had abandoned them...

"Cruise, add some new fun to this event," Tamara said softly.

"Be careful and don't hurt Miss Gewei's friends. If you cause disgust at that time, no matter what request you make, people may not agree to you."

"Don't worry, teacher."

The Knights of the Round Table radiates across Europe and has a vast territory. As a force at the same level as the Knights of the Round Table, the Nature Association also has powerful third-level extraordinary people.

What everyone did not expect was that the young man who had always been unknown, who had been standing up and released a powerful force when he stood up.

The power of the third level.

Tamara is demonstrating the strength of the Nature Society, and at the same time, she is also determining leadership relations.

After victory, Cruise may not make any excessive demands, but this kind of downward look from the level of strength is the most important.

Cruise has a young face, but his eyes are full of weather and frost. This guy is not a young man. The area he is mainly responsible for is Faku, which once belonged to the two Gareth brothers.

He had wide shoulders and thin waist, and his hands and feet grew a little longer than normal people. When he walked into the field, he looked at Roger standing opposite him and did not even take out the weapons behind him.

"It's good, and I know how to behave."

Cruise smiled, "To show respect for you, I decided to be a little straightforward."
Chapter completed!