Bair's gentle and determined gaze turned to Alten, and he smiled slightly: "Being able to participate in a trial that is close to actual combat and experience the dangers of blood and fire is my pursuit as a true knight, and it has nothing to do with the status of the crown prince.
As he spoke, he looked at Ulrich, the Duke of Plantagenet, and said, "Uncle Ulrich, since you have agreed to Sophia's request, you should not refuse me again, and I have also obtained my father's consent." ” The old duke sighed: "You young people, all right, fulfill your wishes. ” His slightly flabby eyelids drooped, blocking out all the emotional changes in his dark blue eyes.
The Earl of Nurembeck smiled heartily: "Okay, Baier, knights should be tempered by battle, if I hadn't gone to the northern provinces, participated in the war against Shahran, fought countless knights on the earth, in the sky, and at the bottom of the river, and repeatedly brushed shoulders with death, maybe I would not have been able to advance to the heavenly knights in my life." ” "Uncle Nurembeck, you have always been my role model."
Baier chuckled, then turned to Alten, and smiled casually as if inadvertently, "As a good friend of mine, I hope you can fight alongside me." ” Alten's expression immediately became agitated, he knelt down on one knee, and said in a knightly gesture of allegiance to the lord: "This is my glory, Your Highness the Prince, I will always be your knight." ” The children of the nobles who followed him were all very excited, and with the addition of His Royal Highness the Prince, with his identity and strength, the situation was once again favorable to him and others That's why Alten was so excited, because Beyer's just right appearance allowed him to see light in the darkness that had sunk Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness the Prince also came, and he was still standing on Alten's side, "Lucien" subconsciously "lost his mind" and muttered to himself.
Sophia next to her was as white as fat, without any change in mood, and said with a coquettish smile: "With my brother joining, things will become interesting, otherwise there are two fifth-level people on our side, bullying Alten is like bullying children, there is no meaning at all." ” Alten had just stepped into the rank of Grand Knight not long ago, and he was currently only level three.
Is it the little girl Lucien said funny in her belly, her real age may not be as old as Sophia, but her mental age is far exceeding.
Lucien looked past the tip of Sophia's upturned nose to Claire and Ralph to see how they reacted.
I saw Claire's white and neat teeth unconsciously biting her red lips, her eyes wandering and flickering, Ralph's right hand clenched into a fist, against her mouth, their expressions were slightly gloomy, obviously the appearance of the princess and the prince made them doubt their hope of victory again.
The expressions and movements of the other heir candidates were similar, and suddenly, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood up and said, "Uncle Duke, I ask to withdraw." ” "Well," Ulrich looked at him sternly.
The young boy said in frustration: "They are too strong, I have no hope of winning, and I still don't accept the blow." ” "Very sensible."
It was the mouthy Duda who spoke, and he was triumphant.
The Duke of Ulrich didn't say much, and it wasn't necessarily cowardly to back down, sometimes it was smart.
With the beginning, all the other candidates except "Borak", Alten, Claire and Ralph withdrew.
"Your Royal Highness, your momentum has completely overwhelmed them."
Andris seemed to blush and flattered, "You are the most gifted knight of this generation. ” The bloodline of the Divine Family is the "Seraph", and the different Seraphic abilities stimulated by different members are often different, some are biased towards hand-to-hand combat, some are biased towards spellcasting, and some have both, such as Rudolph II inspires the balanced "Angel of Angels" bloodline, Sophia is the "Angel of the Wind" who purely casts spells, and Baier is the "Angel of Justice" who prefers hand-to-hand combat.
Baier smiled and shook his head: "Although I am very confident in myself, when it comes to the most talented of this generation of knights, there is no doubt that Princess Natasha of the Duchy of Vaorit can become a heavenly knight at the age of twenty-six, even in historical records is very rare, with her will to straighten out the two top bloodlines, there will be no obstacles before becoming a golden knight, so I admire her very much, but I feel inferior, I hope to advance to the heavenly knight as soon as possible, so that I can go to Aalto openly, See if the most beautiful violet is the same as the legend, with unparalleled looks and fighting talent. ” He spoke frankly, without the slightest inferiority complex and shame, but rather a sense of motivation for himself.
"Maybe Princess Natasha will be the queen of the empire in the future."
Andris echoed with a smile, a pun intended.
Lucien rubbed his chin and looked at them with a smirk.
"My brother's dream will never come true, and it is impossible for the Church to allow the Duchy of Vaorit to return to the embrace of the Empire, knowing that Her Royal Highness the Princess is already the Countess of Violet."
Sophia whispered with a smile.
Denis combed the hair on his forehead: "That's not necessarily, love can sometimes make people do the stupidest things, and if the empire and the principality are firm, the church can't intervene." ” "Then it depends on my brother's charm."
Sophia chuckled.
There is little hope for your brother's charm, but you have a possibility, Lucien muttered to himself.
Seeing that the time had come, Ulrich, Duke of Plantagenet, announced: "The underground palace trial begins, and whoever of the four heir candidates reaches the secret room covered with oil paintings of the ancestors of the Plantagenet family first wins, and if no one arrives, whoever can hold out to the end will also win."
"Remember, the underground palace is always changing, the maps you have bought with a lot of money are useless, and at the same time, everyone will appear in a different place after entering, don't try to ambush in place, it will delay your time."
There are only goals, no rules, all means are allowed in the underground palace, but in the trial, you can't bring an entourage, and in addition to verifying the bloodline, checking the identity is also to prevent someone from using items for the heavenly knight to transform it, and the trial will be completely one-sided.
The strange stone door behind Ulrich slowly darkened, like the open mouth of a terrifying monster, and Alten was the first to stand in front of it.
The Count of Nurembeck took out a Plantagenet pin and plunged it directly into the back of his hand.
Lucian's eyes froze slightly, his eyes drooping, and he understood that this was a verification of the bloodline, and could the transformation mask hide from them A faint drop of blood congealed on the Plantagenet pin's needle, and was quickly absorbed by it, leaving no trace of blood stained.
The Earl of Nurembeck bowed his head slightly, "Go in, Alten." ” When Alten walked to the edge of the dark gate, he suddenly looked back at Lucien, with a faint provocation in his eyes, and the five fingers of his right hand were clenched together in turn, and he raised his fist, and then without waiting for Lucian's reaction, he strode away into the darkness.
Next, it was Lucian's turn.
Calmly reaching out his left hand, trying to relax his heartbeat and muscles, he felt a little tingling as he watched as Nulenbeck plunged the pin into his vein.
As soon as the pin left the back of his hand, Lucien's spirit immediately tensed, and he was ready to burst out after being exposed, kidnap Sophia or take advantage of the chaos to escape.
That drop of blood seemed to be a silver moon that had shrunk countless times, and a faint light spilled out, and then the needle shook a few times, shaking Lucian's heart almost stopped.
After a brief shake, the blood was strangely absorbed by the pin, and there was no trace of it.
"Go in, Borack, what about your weapons and armor," laughed the Earl of Newlenbeck with a slight curiosity.
Lucien pointed to his storage bag and replied respectfully, "It's all inside." ” Knowing that he was using the transcendent item as his hole card, Nulenbeck didn't ask any more questions and let him go to the dark gate, while the expressions of Ralph and Claire at the back of the line changed slightly.
Without looking back, Lucien walked unhurriedly and slowly into the dark door.
As if through a thick layer of cold, damp mist, Lucien found himself in a room that resembled a servant's bedroom, spacious but with rows of wooden beds and a few dilapidated wooden cabinets.
After putting on the Fireweaver's Bracelet, Dodge Boots, Transfiguration Robes, and Ogre Power Gloves, and turning the robes into silver-gray armor, Lucien took out the frost sword that shimmered blue, left the room, stepped into the corridor, and began to determine the location of the secret passage into the inner layer of the palace according to the information provided by Rhine and the surrounding arrangements, that is, the secret room covered with oil paintings of the ancestors of the Plantagenet family.
"This underground palace used to have an alchemy life presiding, but then it died out for some reason, and it can only change according to instinct, and the law of change is the astrological chart of the constellation of Tanos."
Lucien clenched his sword in both hands and walked slowly, observing the flow of energy and the arrangement of some unhidden magic arrays, and began to decipher the law of change.
Because it was not clear whether Duke Plantagenet and the others outside the palace could observe what was going on inside, all of this Lucien did quite secretly, and the spiritual force field did not unfold.
As soon as he turned a hallway, Lucien suddenly saw an open house, where several noble children were entering through another door, and their eyes suddenly met each other, including the tall and beautiful Jocelyn and the low-mouthed Andris.
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"Haha, I didn't expect to bump into you directly, your princess, your highness, your helper," Andris, dressed in black armor, laughed wantonly, "You seem to have been abandoned by the Lord, so you are haunted by bad luck" He raised his two-handed greatsword and let out a loud shout, charging at Lucian.
Jocelyn and the others all showed a look of surprise, the lone Bolak was quite easy to deal with, such an opportunity was too rare, if he was allowed to meet the princess and Denis, things would be very troublesome.
However, there was a slight pity in Joceline's look of surprise, but Borak had admired him for so long, and it was always a little unbearable to think that he was about to be severely injured by Andris Greatsword.
Seeing that Borak seemed to be stunned, Andris jumped to his feet, jumped down, and struck hard.
Go to hell As soon as the inner cry arose, the two-handed giant sword was cut halfway, and a hand that shimmered silver and white suddenly appeared on the sword body.
The hand was so cold and ruthless, clasping his fingers tightly and holding the greatsword so that it could never be cut off, and Andris was like a frog hanging from the sword, trying to kick his legs, but it was difficult to land.
Such an unbelievable scene made Joselin and the others stunned, and they didn't know how to react.
Looking at Lucian's dark blue eyes like a lake in shock, Andris suddenly felt uncontrollable fear for some reason, dropped his greatsword, and was about to run backwards.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, Andris only felt cold on his forehead, and couldn't help but shiver a few times, and then watched his armor crack from it, and his underwear also cracked from it, and fell to the ground with a bang, and it became in an instant.
If I had moved a little further, I would have thought of Andris and my legs went limp, and I fell to my knees.
"I said, don't kneel before me and beg for mercy."
Lucien shook his head slightly, it was so immoral to beat up a child
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