Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 17 Test
After understanding the whole story, Gavin took the initiative to say to Edmund: "Sir, I can still participate in the group competition for you, and I am very confident in my ability. I want to participate in the competition and win for you to repay your help to me over the years."

After hearing this, Edmund still had an anxious look on his face and firmly disagreed: "Gavin, no, the group competition is too dangerous, I can't let you take the risk."

Coach Ryan beside him also tried to comfort him: "Gavin, I know your strength very well, but you are still too young and have no experience. Group competitions are too dangerous and cause countless deaths and injuries every year. I have hired three gladiators from Essos to participate, so I think there will be no problem."

Gavin bowed solemnly to Edmund and Ryan, and said solemnly: "My lord, I am confident in my strength. I ask you to let me compete with these three gladiators. If I can defeat all three of them, please allow me to participate in the competition."

Edmond frowned, his expression full of hesitation: "Gavin, this is not a joke."

Coach Ryan also advised: "Gavin, gladiators are not so easy to deal with. Unlike soldiers, they are very good at competition."

Gavin smiled and looked straight into Edmund's eyes: "My lord, please believe me, you will know after you give it a try."

Edmund smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, Ryan, go find those three people."

Soon, three people came out of the tent. Two of them were burly and muscular, like two iron towers. Their strong arms seemed to be able to break steel easily. They had stern faces and fierce and fearless eyes.

The other one has a more agile figure, a light and flexible posture, smooth muscle lines without losing the sense of strength, and sharp and smart eyes, like a cheetah ready to catch prey at any time.

Listening to Ryan's explanation, the burly gladiator who was the leader of the three was full of contempt and shouted at the top of his voice: "I thought there was something going on, that you wanted me to come over and compete with a kid, but you are the employer, you have the final say." He turned to the other two and said: "So, are you interested in bullying a kid?"

Without waiting for the two men to answer, Gavin, who was standing opposite, took the initiative to speak: "I suggest that the three of you come together. If you fight alone, you may not be able to withstand even two moves." His words were full of calmness and his eyes flashed with confidence.

When the burly man in the lead heard Gavin's words, he smiled grimly and said, "It seems you are very confident, kid!"

Gavin just smiled, his expression still relaxed: "I suggest that you three should take action first." As soon as these words came out, the three gladiators became furious. No one had ever looked down on them like this. Gavin's words were obviously insulting to them.

The extremely agile gladiator instantly drew out the scimitar from his waist and attacked Gavin like a gust of wind. Gavin dodged the swift attack with ease.

The gladiator missed the first blow and turned to swing his sword again. Gavin was not in a hurry. He turned sideways and lightly raised his sword to knock the scimitar to the ground. Seeing this, another burly gladiator swung a heavy axe at Gavin, and the axe wind whistled. Gavin jumped back and dodged cleverly. Then he took a step forward and stabbed out with his sword like lightning. The gladiator quickly blocked with his axe, but his arm was numb from the shock of Gavin's sword.

The last gladiator joined the fight, holding a spear and stabbing at Gavin. Gavin moved flexibly to avoid the spear, then quickly got behind him and kicked him in the butt, causing him to stumble forward.

Gavin saw the right moment and drew several graceful arcs with his sword in the air. As the sword shadows crossed, three gladiators fell to the ground one after another, and their weapons were scattered all over the ground. Gavin sheathed his sword, calm and composed, as if this battle was just an easy exercise for him.

Most of the soldiers watching in the camp knew Gavin, and seeing how powerful Gavin was, they all cheered loudly for him. Edmund and Ryan, who were watching the battle, were also stunned, as they had never thought that Gavin was so strong.

Coach Ryan smiled bitterly and said, "Gavin, you seemed to be letting me down when you were sparring with me before."

Edmond, who had increased Gavin's strength, seemed to have suddenly thought of something important, his expression tensed, and he interrupted, "Gavin, how is your lance level?"

Gavin bowed and said respectfully, "Sir, my lance skills are slightly inferior to my sword skills. Do you want me to participate in the lance competition?" Then he added, "Sir, as far as I know, I can't sign up for the lance competition."

Edmund laughed, patted Gavin on the shoulder and said, "These are all trivial matters. Generally speaking, only knights and noble children can participate in lance competitions. But if you represent a noble and are sent by a noble, you are not subject to this restriction."

This news was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for Gavin. His eyes instantly sparkled with excitement. After all, he had been eyeing the 5 gold royal prize for a long time, and there were many who were knighted by participating in the lance tournament. He was so excited that his voice trembled slightly, and he quickly volunteered: "Sir, please send me to participate in the lance tournament as well."

Edmund laughed heartily and agreed without hesitation. Then, he raised his voice and ordered loudly to the people around him: "Come on, go and announce that I will hold a banquet in the camp to celebrate my nephew Gavin's return from the Citadel." As soon as these words came out, everyone present showed surprise. You know, this was obviously the first time Edmund publicly acknowledged in front of everyone that Gavin was his nephew.

A small banquet was being held in the big tent of the Cotoin family's camp. Edmund was hugging Gavin with a happy smile on his face. Several nobles who had a good relationship with Edmund also came to participate and sat in the big tent chatting and laughing.

At this time, the guard at the door announced loudly: "Lord Willas Tyrell of the Tyrell family has arrived!" Willas Tyrell was slowly pushed in in a wheelchair. Edmund quickly pulled Gavin up, put his arm around his shoulders and said affectionately: "Come on, I will take you to meet my good friend, the future Duke Tyrell. He is the eldest son of the Duke of Mace and the heir of the Tyrell family."

Although Willas Tyrell was disabled, he still had a noble temperament, with a gentle smile on his face, nodding to everyone. Edmund greeted him warmly and hugged him tightly, the joy of meeting old friends was beyond words. Then Edmund brought Gavin to Willas and introduced them to each other.

(End of this chapter)