——Corrected a question in the previous chapter, and I forgot that the girl Sha (e) He (luo) Lan (si) herself had to change the ending of the father's surname and the crown husband's surname, so it should be Kalylena Lotnikova.
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The scene seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and even the cold wind that blew through seemed to freeze in the air.
Carilliana and the attendants not far away watched in a daze as the winter bear pounced on it menacingly, and then fell to the sky at an unstoppable speed after a flash of sword light, stirring up the snow and mist that had been permeating it for a long time.
Was an adult, knightly winter bear so simple that it was dramatically killed?
From the forehead, nose, mouth to body, a deep line of blood was highlighted, but not a drop of blood flowed out, and it was all frozen into ice with a dark blue light.
Then a light gray mysterious halo erupted from its body. When the light subsided, the winter bear disappeared, revealing a man wearing a black cloak, his face and cloak split in half under the sword.
However, his vitality was very tenacious, and he was still writhing and moaning on the ground, and he was not killed by a sword, but if he was not treated in time, he could completely imagine his fate in a few minutes.
When encountering enemy attacks, Lucian has always been ruthless and accurate, and will not hold back at all. If it were a real winter bear, it would have been completely dead.
"Is it a druid? or an ancient inheritance magician of the change system......"
Cutting down a winter bear revealed a person, no matter how good Lucian was at staying calm, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked and puzzled. After recalling the fluctuating feeling when the light gray light appeared just now, it was initially confirmed that he was a magician.
But before he understood this guy's purpose and plan, Lucian would not risk saving him in full view because he was also a magician.
After staring at the man in black lying on the ground for a few seconds, Carilena let out a sharp cry as if she had just woken up from a nightmare: "There is an assassin!"
A cloud of snow on the tall coniferous trees was shaken off by her loud screams, and the young nobles who had dispersed to hunt precious animals rushed back.
At the same time, Cariliana's face turned pale, and her body weakened as if she was greatly frightened, and was about to fall down on the dragon scale horse, in the direction of Lucian beside her.
Lucian's expression remained unchanged, his right hand "Frost" was still sheathed but held tightly, as if it could be pulled out again at any time, and his left hand politely supported Carolina's shoulder, allowing her to sit down immediately, and then asked "with concern": "Baroness, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I didn't expect an assassin to kill me. Thank you so much, Mr. Peter, if it weren't for you, I might have died......" Carolina's expression was unusually weak, like a pitiful little white flower.
Lucian's nose twitched twice, not too used to this kind of sweetness, and subconsciously wanted to cast an "air filter bubble".
The suddenness of the incident, coupled with the suspicion of Baroness Carilliana because of Sergei, Lucian didn't feel like a beautiful woman at all, and pushed Carilliana away with his left hand: "Baroness, it's okay, there may be other assassins, the danger has not yet been lifted, don't disturb my vigilance."
Carilliana was about to press her towering chest against Lucian's arm, but as soon as she exerted her force, it fell into the air, and then Lucian's words kept appearing in her mind like echoes: "Don't disturb my vigilance, don't interfere with me, don't interfere with my ......."
"Okay, Mr. Peter. You are a brave and prudent knight." The charm was ignored and Cariliana seemed to have forgotten a little fear and fright, and replied with silver teeth.
At this time, Carrilina's maid urged the horses to catch up and support Cariliana, while the attendants surrounded her on guard against other possible assassins.
Carolina, who had been a lord for several years, slowly regained her composure, and ordered with a slight palpitation and fear: "Tie up the assassin, don't let him die, and hand him over to Pastor Nikolai of the Manor Church for divine torture, and you must find out what is behind him! He still looks like a hateful magician!"
"Obey, Baroness." Several attendants rode in front of the man in black, some took out the standard demon forbidden rope, some took out the healing potion, and quickly divided the labor and cooperated to tie him up.
Ballshak and other young nobles saw this scene as soon as they arrived, and asked with urgency and concern: "Carolina, how are you? You're not hurt, are you?"
Her pale face brought out a different feeling of pity than before, making these young nobles eager to take her into their arms and take good care of her, and pity her in every way.
Karenlina reluctantly smiled, "I'm fine, the assassin has been subdued by Mr. Peter. I didn't expect him to be a full-fledged knight, and he could easily defeat the assassin's winter bear with a single sword."
Speaking of this, her eyes flickered, and she secretly looked at Lucian, with a faint blush on her face.
When Bolshak saw Carilena's appearance, his heart was filled with jealousy, and he glared at Lucian hatefully, holding the leather gloves in his right hand in his left hand, as if he was about to take them off and throw them in the snow to ask for a duel, but he immediately recalled it and said in astonishment: "Peter, is he an official knight?"
Although the probability of stimulating the bloodline is higher than in other countries, knights are still an unattainable rank for many young nobles, and the twenty-four-year-old Bolshak has set himself the goal of becoming a knight before the age of thirty. And if you can get Carilliana and her wealth, even if you don't succeed, you can buy secret potions from smuggling channels to stimulate them.
Within the Magic Council, the potion that stimulates the bloodline plus the blood purifier is worth about 500 gold tales, but in the Shahran Empire and many continental countries, those small and medium-sized nobles who cannot stimulate the bloodline on their own and do not have the family secret potion like the great nobles are often willing to spend thousands, or even tens of thousands of gold coins, to obtain them. Except for the nobles, no one can understand the nobles' desire for titles and blood.
This is a profiteering commodity, and given the mentality that the enemy's enemy can help, the Magic Council simply deliberately smuggled it into the Shahran Empire on its own, while strictly controlling the quantity. Of course, many ancient inheritance magicians living in seclusion in the Eastern Exile also rely on refining similar potions and magic items to quietly divide the cake to maintain their magic research and promotion.
Carilliana glanced at Lucian, then quickly retracted her gaze, as if she had not fully recovered from the fright just now: "Yes, Mr. Peter is a true knight, whether it is strength, or his character and bravery."
The young nobles all looked at Lucian, their eyes extremely complicated, with doubts, loss, hatred, and frustration.
Lucian held the vigilant long sword and smiled: "I have been adventuring in the Northern Flame Fortress area for many years, and I have experienced many life-and-death dangers, which has stimulated the power of the bloodline. It is difficult for young eagles to learn to fly if they are not pushed out of the nest!"
Carilliana coughed softly, weakly interrupting the faint confrontation between the two sides: "Distinguished guests, because of the assassins' troubles, our winter hunting party had to end early, but the scheduled welcome party to welcome Mr. Peter was still held at my manor as scheduled, where there was a close guard and priest's protection."
The assassins are real, Karelina's manor is not a short distance from Ural City, and it will be dark, so Bolshak and others, who are worried about accidents on the road, agree to participate in the ball.
"You can't leave Carilliana and Peter alone as bastards!" They roared inwardly.
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Shahran's music, which is different from Aalto and Tria's music style, has beautiful tunes but is unrestrained and bold, full of unique flavor.
In the bright red carpeted hall, young aristocrats gathered together with wine glasses and talked, and on the long table in the corner were cups of amber "Kinleiga" spirits, as well as butter, white bread, muffins, butter grilled fish, black caviar, shish kebabs, fried chicken, steak, beetroot sweet and sour soup, oxtail soup and other foods, and a variety of beautifully shaped cream desserts.
Carillina, as the host, took Lucian back and forth in the ballroom, introducing him to every guest.
She has changed into a black evening dress, fully revealing her graceful figure. There was no extra jewelry on her body, just a string of pearl necklaces with a soft luster, which set off her swan-like white and slender neck and towering chest.
"This is Mr. Ivanovsky, he is a well-known businessman in the empire, from the Storm Strait to the border of the Northwest Province, from the polar yeti tribe to the Marinov Defense Line." Carilliana pointed to a cultured middle-aged man with golden-rimmed eyes, he was strong, and his temperament was somewhat contradictory, like a winter bear reading quietly.
Ivanovsky picked up Karelina's right hand and kissed it gently on the back of her hand: "Mrs. Carolina, no amount of treasure can have a beauty like you, nor can it be exchanged for a precious title. I'm just an ordinary businessman running around for some noble people."
After saluting, he stretched out his right hand and shook Lucian: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Peter. I have heard of your name in the Northwest Province, and I didn't expect that you would have already stimulated the power of your bloodline a few years after your disappearance, and when you return to your family, I believe you will soon be able to obtain the title of lord. It's a pity that Old Sir Joseph can't see this scene."
"My father likes to drink heavily and get excited, so ......," Lucian said not very concerned. According to Valentine's description, Peter and Joseph had a very bad relationship.
After Ivanovsky and Lucian casually chatted a few words about the Vladimir family, he smiled and said: "If you have business in the future, please take care of Mr. Peter. I won't delay you and Mrs. Carriliana in the opening dance."
Karelina's voice became a little louder: "Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Mr. Peter Joseph Vladimir from the Northwest Province."
The applause was not very enthusiastic, but Carlyana didn't care, she looked at Lucian charmingly: "Mr. Peter, as the host, I invite you to the first dance of the ball."
Lucian bowed slightly, stretched out his right hand, and said with a formal title: "Ms. Lotnikova, this is my honor."
Carilliana smiled and handed her soft and delicate hands into Lucian's hands, and as the music changed, the two danced gracefully, dancing in an "exotic" Ilya circle dance.
Leaning on Lucian, making him feel amazing elasticity, Cariliana's gaze became blurred, as if to attract every man's soul, and said, "Peter, do you know how desperate and terrified I was when the winter bear pounced on me. And at this time, you stood up and stood in front of me, saving me from the abyss of death. Looking at your straight back, I feel a sense of security and steadfastness that I have never felt before, like you can block all the wind and rain for me, so that I can enjoy happiness without worry."
"Thank you, Mrs. Carlyana, for your compliment. But if I don't take action, that winter bear will also attack me." Lucian replied politely.
Carriliana's head was close, her red lips were fragrant, and her breathing was rapid and burning: "Whatever the reason, Peter, when you defeated that winter bear and saved me, you became my hero, so powerful and reliable. As soon as I see you, my heart can't help but beat faster, this is a feeling I have never felt before, even when I married my husband, I was just moved by his fatherly care."
Lucian thought for a while and said with a serious expression: "Mrs. Cariliana, you are a rare good person......"
(End of this chapter)