Zero no Tsukaima:Volume15 Chapter2

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The Knight Contest of the Sandbank

Across the river of Lelion flowing north of Carcassonne, the Romalian and Gallian army are still at a stalemate for the last 3 days. In this period of time, weaving across the banks of this narrow river reaching less that 200 metres, are not flying arrows or bullets, not is it magic spells, but "words".

"Hey, Gallian suckers, convey a message to your damned old man!?"

A Romalian soldier yelled.

"Which stinking disciple is screaming all around!?"

Someone in the Gallian camps responded.

"Which wasted country is this, there's nothing to eat at all! Bread is no difference from clay, drinking wine is more like drinking vinegar!"

"How would any stinking disciple know taste! Just wait here a while, I'll make you full from eating lead cannonballs!"

"Hey, what is that person afraid of even crossing a river talking about?"

"Does no one on your side know how to swim? Go back to your home and come back after you learn how to splash in water!"

Endless cries of both side swearing at each other, occasionally one or two hot-headed noble would wade into the centre of the river and chop each other on an small rock.

The winner would always wave his army's flag around, enjoying his faction's cheers, boosting morale. The loser would hang their heads in shame, until another unsatisified challenger comes forth..... and the loop goes on again and again.

Whenever a noble is wounded or even dead in the challenge, two small boats, one from each faction will go and take them back. An unanimous rule of "allowing to attack that boat", is currently getting knights of both factions excited.

Right now, waving in the winds on the island, is the flag of the Gallian army.

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