Unknown Knight

Chapter 224: Gambling and Winning

Even though Bestur had noticed it beforehand, he still felt a chill in his abdomen. When he looked down, he saw a thin wound that had begun to bleed.

He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. If he had not noticed this blow beforehand or had been a little slower, he would have been ripped open by now.

This leap exhausted Mathilde's last bit of strength and her last fighting will. Now that she had failed to achieve her goal, she couldn't even hold the throwing axe in her hand and it dropped out of her hand. She was completely disheartened and lay on the ground like a pile of rotten meat, motionless.

Seeing this, Bestul did not hesitate. He stepped forward and stepped on her left hand, kicked the flying axe away, then held her left hand and poked her wrist with a scimitar, directly crippling Mathilde's only remaining threatening left hand.

Then he stepped forward and grabbed Mathilde's thick hair, lifted her up from behind, and whispered in her ear:

"Don't be sad my friend, prepare to start a new journey."

After saying this, he knocked Mathilde unconscious with a palm, and without paying any attention to the hysterical audience who asked him to kill someone, he went off the stage.

As Mathilde's "master", the slave trader from Paraven was regretting his fate at this moment. Mathilde, who had been offered three thousand silver coins in the morning, was now worthless. He consulted the doctor who had been hired at a high price, and was told that the tendons in Mathilde's left and right hands were broken and could not be restored. She was almost a disabled person.

However, as a human trafficker, his greed prevented him from indulging in regret. He suddenly remembered what Aix had said to him in the morning, and hurriedly said loudly to his subordinates:

"Quick, carry this damn woman to the largest VIP room in the stands."

In the VIP room, Aix looked at the slave trader with disdain and said:

"Why, boss? Why did you bring this corpse to me?"

"Hehehe, sir, this is not a corpse. Isn't this the champion female gladiator you wanted to buy this morning? She just fainted. Is this the price..."

The slave trader smiled flatteringly, then opened his eyes wide and stared at Axe's face, afraid of missing any subtle expression.

Aix glanced at the slave trader from Paraven with contempt and said in a mocking tone:

"Boss, you are here to deceive me. Your gladiator is already disabled and worthless, but you still want to sell it to me? Do you think my sword is not sharp enough?"

As he said this, Aix drew his sword and pretended to be angry.

This scene frightened the slave trader so much that he trembled and said hurriedly:

"Your Excellency, you are joking. How dare I lie to you? After all, Mathilde is a champion gladiator who has won three consecutive games. Besides, she is only injured and can be treated. Once she recovers from her injuries, she will be more than capable of guarding the house."

"Fifty silver coins."

Axel didn't say much, he was just worried that Mathilde's injuries were too serious and that something might go wrong if she was delayed for too long.

"Sir, this price is too..."

"Thirty silver coins. If you don't want to sell it, you can take it away now!"

Aix said expressionlessly that he would be willing to pay 200 silver coins, let alone 100. The reason why he maliciously lowered the price was simply because he couldn't stand the slave traders' faces.

"Deal! I'll sell it to you for thirty silver coins."

The slave trader's eyes were red, fearing that Aix would lower the price again. At the same time, he was also worried that if time was delayed too long, something unexpected might happen to Mathilde, otherwise she would be worthless.

After the slave traders left the VIP room, everyone in Aix hurriedly carried and moved the seriously injured and unconscious Mathilde to a table in the VIP room. James cleaned Mathilde's wound first, and then Aix took out Nana to treat her.

The final started after an hour's break. Due to Bestur's injury and his embarrassing and inglorious win, his odds did not rise but fell instead, and finally settled at one to nine.

His opponent was a Swadian knight, the continent's top cavalryman. Like Bestur, his combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced without his horse. However, no matter how he looked at it, he had a better chance of winning than Bestur.

Firstly, since the knight from Uxhall chose heavy armor and had super strong abilities, he was almost unscathed after several matches.

Looking at Bestur again, not only was his seriously injured left arm wrapped in thick gauze, but even his abdomen, which was only scratched, was also wrapped in bandages. The key point was that these bandages seemed to be oozing blood, which showed how serious his injury was.

Secondly, this knight was wearing heavy armor, and compared to Bestur's light armor, it was obvious at a glance that he had a greater chance of winning. In addition, the main weapon he chose was a heavy mace. This weapon with piercing effect made the defensive effect of Bestur's light armor almost useless. As long as he was hit once, he would be basically useless.

Originally, the knight knew that Bestur was good at shooting, and was prepared to bring a heavy broad shield into battle. However, when he saw Bestur's left arm wrapped in gauze, he decisively gave up and instead chose a more flexible cavalry shield. He also chose a heavy spear as a long-handled weapon.

But Bestur did not change at all. He still carried a scimitar, shield and bow, but this time he chose armor-piercing arrows.

In fact, Bestur's appearance was all a false impression. His injured left arm and abdomen, and even the bruises on his chest from being kicked, were all repaired by the medicine jar (Nana) brought by James during the break. The reason why he was wrapped in gauze was for the final victory.

This will not only paralyze the opponent, but the biggest benefit is that it will lower his odds, so that people like Aix who have already won can get another hard hit.

Sure enough, not long after the game started, the Swadian knight found himself tricked, and Bestur shot his cavalry shield with a few armor-piercing arrows.

One can imagine what happened next. The heavy armor coupled with the heavy weapons made it almost impossible for him to defend against the armor-piercing arrows shot at him by Bestur. After Bestur emptied his quiver and shot the last armor-piercing arrow, the Swadian knight's whole body was like a hedgehog, and soon he collapsed due to excessive blood loss.

After the game, the winnings and losses were settled. After a day of gambling, Axe and others made more than 37,000 silver coins with only a few hundred silver coins. Although Axe later asked Velen and James to leave the box and find a place to place bets separately to distract other people's attention, the flow of this huge sum of money still attracted the attention of local superiors.

After exchanging all the silver coins for gold coins, the few people who were drunk staggered out of the arena. Some people with bags of gold coins in their hands were so excited that they could hardly control themselves. They were stopped by a group of fully armed soldiers on the street. The leader, a Mamluk cavalry captain, stepped forward and politely saluted with his hand on his chest:

"Dear sir, my lord, Chief Attila, is hosting a banquet in the city lord's mansion to entertain you. Please follow me."

After saying this, he didn't waste any more time talking to the others. He turned around and walked away with the leader in front. The others had no choice but to follow him closely. How could they not follow him? There were dozens of elite soldiers with real guns and swords following him.