Chapter 56

The next morning was bright and sunny, with a clear blue sky and a gentle breeze carrying the scent of fresh flowers..

  On the competition arena on Arbor Island, many spectators gathered to watch the contest .

  In the arena, Horas Redwyne, the eldest son of the earl, asked in a low voice:

  "Sam, my father has already prepared a proxy knight for you, why do you have to play by yourself?"

  Samwell struggled wearing armor with the help of his attendants , he said,

  "I'm fighting for Miss Desmera's honor, of course I have to play in person."

  Nonsense, i got five thousand gold dragons deal , so of course I have to cooperate well to finish the scene.

  This is called dedication!

  The corner of Horas mouth twitched, and he tried to persuade again:

  "Chivalry shouldn't be used at this time! That guy Daven is an outstanding figure among the young generation of the Lannister family. I dare not fight him! If you think that you dare to challenge him after gaining some strength in the past few years, you will lose miserably!"

  "How will i know that i will lose if you can't even try." Samwell looked confident.

  "It doesn't matter if you embarrass yourself." Horas looked at the purple grape emblem on the opponent's armor, and said angrily, "But I don't want the Redwyne family to embarrass themselves with you!"

That's right, the fine plate armor on Samwell's body was borrowed from the Redwyne family.

  Although he himself had a pair of chain mail, it was so shabby that the Redwyne family was too embarrassed to let him wear it on such an occasion, it was too shameful.

  "No." Samwell slapped the armor on his body vigorously, "I will definitely win this victory for Miss Desmera today, otherwise, I am not qualified to marry her!"

  Horas quickly covered his mouth and roared in his heart - you really have no right to marry my sister! But who told the father to insist that the younger sister marry you!

  The heir of Arbor Island, who has already called himself the "brother in law " in advance, can't wait to knock this uneasy brother-in-law unconscious with a stick, and then let the proxy knight who has been prepared for a long time come to teach that Daven Lannister a lesson .

  But Samwell didn't listen to persuasion at all, and after finishing arming , he walked towards his horse with arrogance and high nose .

  Horas had no choice but to walk back to the sidelines with a sigh.

  "Dang!"

  With the sound of gongs and drums, today's two protagonists officially entered the arena on horseback.

  The cheers on the viewing platform suddenly became enthusiastic.

  After the two completed a circle around the field, they stood still in their respective positions.

  The attendants ran in immediately and handed lances to their respective knights.

  Although the wooden lance was used in the contest, it was not light in weight, and considering the handle was nearly twenty feet long, it was not an easy task to level it on horseback.

  Fortunately, Samwell's current strength has been greatly improved, otherwise this step may not be completed, and it would be really embarrassing.

  "Dang!"

  Another gong sounded.

  The two closed their helmet visors almost at the same time, then clamped their horses and started to accelerate.

  Tap-tat-tat--

  As the distance between the two of them decreased , the horse speed became faster and faster.

  The cheers of the audience also stopped abruptly, and everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the result of this collision.

  Boom!

  The wooden spear tip exploded, and Samwell was directly knocked off the horse in the flying sawdust.

  The audience let out an exclamation, and then more enthusiastic cheers broke out suddenly.

  Daven lifted his mask, waved to the crowd, and enjoyed his own victory - although this was arranged in advance, Samwell's lance didn't even touch him just now.

  "Sam! Are you all right?"

  Seeing this miss Desmera rushed into the arena towards Samwell's side, the smile on Daven's face suddenly froze.

  Why?

  Obviously I am the winner!

  Daven yelled inwardly, but the next moment, he secretly rejoiced that it was a good thing this guy would withdraw voluntarily.

  After all, Miss Desmera is still his own.

  So, he was complacent again.

  On the other side, Samwell only felt a burning pain in his chest, and his buttocks were about to fall into two pieces.

  However, thinking that this fall was worth five thousand gold dragons, the pain in his body instantly eased a lot.

  Even, he thinks he can fly twice more -

  as long as someone is willing to pay.

  "I'm fine, Miss Desmera." Samwell struggled to stand up, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"It's okay, force is never the only indicator to measure a knight." Desmera smiled sweetly , said comfortingly.

  Horas walked over with a gloomy face: "I told you earlier, let the proxy knight play!"

  Samwell suddenly became righteous: "I can accept failure, but I can't accept cowardice!"

  Horas was suddenly speechless, while Desmera eyes were full of little stars.

  Samwell suddenly felt that this earl's daughter had pretty good acting skills, and when others saw it, they would definitely think they were a pair of childhood sweethearts.

  However, how could he forget that six years ago, when he was brought by his father to the Arbor Island to propose marriage to Earl Paxter, the proud young girl despised him.

  After not seeing him for a few years, she suddenly fell in love with him?

  Even third-rate romance novels dare not write like this.

  Returning to the sidelines, taking off the armor, the maester from Arbor Island came to check on Samwell again.

  After confirming that he was not injured, Samwell went to see Earl Paxter.

  "Sorry, Lord Earl, I let you down."

  "It's okay, young people have to experience failures before they can see themselves clearly." Earl Paxter said flatly, "As long as you want, you can still marry my daughter."

  " Sorry, Earl, I am no longer qualified to marry Miss Desmera." Samwell looked ashamed, as if he had completely lost confidence in the future.

  Earl Paxter frowned, but still said patiently:

  "Who should my daughter marry has never been decided by a ridiculous spear fight. As for who is eligible to marry her, that's up to me to say."

"Forget it!"

  Samwell still shook his head: "My lord, Sir Daven and I have made an agreement before the competition, the loser must withdraw from the competition! Maybe you think this kind of agreement is a bit ridiculous, but to me this is an oath that cannot be broken."

  After speaking, he saluted Earl Paxter again, and then walked out in a daze.

  "Stop!" Earl Paxter really stopped him.

  Samwell stopped in his tracks, and said weakly, "My lord, what orders do you have?"

  Seeing Samwell's half-dead look, Earl Paxter forcibly swallowed his curse words, and took a deep breath , said:

  "I want your wine-making method, and you can set a price."

  Samwell shook his head slowly but firmly: "Sorry, the wine-making method cannot be sold . However, if Arbor Island is willing to sell brandy , I am happy to supply you with the goods and the price will be absolutely fair."

  Earl Paxter stared at Samwell for a while, and finally said helplessly:

  "Okay."

  ...

  On the pier, Samwell and his party were about to leave by boat .

  Naturally, no one from the Redwyne family came to see him off even miss, who was "affectionate" before, disappeared in a blink of an eye. Instead, it was the Lannister family's Stafford and his son came.

  "Sir Caesar, don't worry, Lannister will pay his debts! We will not ruin the reputation of the family for thousands of years just for the sake of five thousand golden dragons. The letter I just wrote has been taken by the raven to Casterly Rock City, and soon , a ship full of gold will sail out of Lannisport and head for your territory."

  "Of course I believe in the reputation of the Lannister family." Samwell said with a smile, "However, I must explain in advance , the previous agreement only said that I would withdraw from the competition, but if Earl Paxter still refuses to marry Miss Desmera to Sir Daven after I withdraw, then it is none of my business."

"Hmph , You don't need to worry about that!" Daven said through gritted teeth, "If i still can't marry Miss Desmera, I'll swim back to Casterly Rock from here!"

  May the gods save you from drowning in the sunset sea …

  The kind-hearted Sir Caesar prayed devoutly for Davon for a second, then turned around and boarded the boat.

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