Chapter 397 Entry (Second Thank You for the Lan Shang Yun Alliance Becoming Red Again)
Bayer's gentle and firm gaze fell on Alten, and he smiled slightly: "Being able to participate in a near-actual trial and experience the dangers of blood and fire is my pursuit as a true knight, and it has nothing to do with my identity as the crown prince." Saying that, he looked at Duke Ulrich of Plantagenet, "Uncle Ulrich, since you agreed to Sophia's request, you shouldn't refuse me again, right? I also got my father's consent."
The old duke sighed: "You young people...... Well, fulfill your wish."
His slightly loose eyelids drooped, blocking all the emotional changes in his deep blue eyes.
Count Nuremberg smiled heartily and said: "Good, Bayer, the knight should be tempered in 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 passed by death, maybe I would never have been able to advance to the heavenly knights in my life."
"Uncle Nurembeck, you have always been my role model." Bayer laughed, then turned around and walked towards Arten, as if inadvertently laughing, "As my good friend, I hope you can fight side by side with me."
Arten's expression immediately became excited, he knelt down on one knee, and said with a knight's allegiance to the lord: "This is my glory, Your Highness, I will always be your knight."
The noble children who followed him were all extremely excited, and with the addition of His Highness the Prince, with his identity and strength, the situation changed in his favor to himself and others again!
This is also the reason why Arten is so excited, Bayer's just right appearance made him see the light in the falling darkness!
"I didn't expect His Highness the Prince to come too, and he was standing on Alten's side......" Lucian "subconsciously" "fainted" and said to himself.
Sophia next to her had a white face like fat, without any emotional change, and said with a cute smile: "With the addition of my brother, things have become interesting, otherwise we have two fifth-level players here, bullying Arten and them is like bullying children, it's not interesting at all."
Arten has just entered the rank of Grand Knight and is currently only at level three.
Really? Children...... Lucian said funnyly in his heart that his real age may not be as old as Sophia's, but his mental age is far exceeded.
Looking over the tip of Sophia's upright nose, Lucian looked at Claire and Ralph to see how they reacted.
I saw Claire's white and neat teeth biting her red lips unconsciously, her eyes wandering and flickering, Ralph's right hand clenched into a fist, pressed against his mouth, and his expression was slightly gloomy, obviously the appearance of the princess and prince made them doubt their hopes 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: "Uncle Duke, I ask to withdraw."
"Huh?" Ulrich looked at him with a stern gaze.
The young boy said frustratedly: "They are too strong, I have no hope of winning, so I still don't accept the blow."
"Very wise." It was the talkative Duda, who was triumphant.
Duke Ulrich didn't say much, giving in is not necessarily cowardly, sometimes it is still smart.
With the beginning, all the other candidates except "Borak", Alten, Claire and Ralph withdrew.
"Your Highness, your momentum has completely overwhelmed them." Andris seemed to blush and flattered, "You are worthy of being the most talented knight of this generation."
The bloodline of the Divine Family is "Seraphim", and the abilities of the Seraph stimulated by each member are often different, some are biased towards hand-to-hand combat, some are biased towards spellcasting, and some are both, such as Rudolf II is the "King of Angels" bloodline that is balanced in direction, Sophia is the "Angel of the Wind" who casts pure spells, and Bayer is the "Angel of Justice" who prefers hand-to-hand combat.
Bayer smiled and shook his head: "Although I am very confident in myself, when it comes to the most talented knights of this generation, there is no doubt that Princess Natasha of the Duchy of Vaorit. Being able to become a Sky Knight at the age of twenty-six is very rare even in historical records, 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, and I hope to advance to the Sky Knight as soon as possible, so that I can go to Alto openly and see if the most beautiful violet is the same as the legend, with unparalleled appearance and fighting talent."
He spoke frankly, without the slightest inferiority complex or shame, but rather a bit of self-motivation.
"Maybe Princess Natasha will be the queen of the empire in the future." Andris laughed in agreement, punting.
Lucian rubbed his chin and looked at them with a smile.
"My brother's dream will never come true, and the church cannot allow the Duchy of Vaorit to return to the embrace of the Empire, knowing that Her Royal Highness 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 most stupid things, if the empire and the principality are firm, the church can't intervene."
"Then it depends on my brother's charm." Sophia giggled.
Your brother's charm has little hope, but you have a possibility, Lucian muttered to himself.
Seeing that the time had come, Duke Ulrich of Plantagenet announced:
"The underground palace trial begins, and whoever among the four candidates for heir arrives first in the secret room filled with oil paintings of the ancestors of the plantagenet family will win, and if no one arrives, whoever can persist to the end will also win."
"Remember, the underground palace is always changing, the map you bought with a lot of money is of no use, and at the same time, the location that appears after everyone enters is different, don't try to ambush on the spot, it will delay your time."
There is only a goal, no rules, all means are allowed in the underground palace, but during the trial, you cannot bring entourage, and checking your identity is not only to verify the bloodline, but also to prevent someone from using items for the Sky Knight to transform, making the trial completely one-sided.
The quirky stone gate behind Ulrich slowly darkens like the open mouth of a horror monster. Alten was the first to stand in front of it.
Count Nuremberg took out a plantagenet pin and stabbed it directly into the back of his hand.
Lucian's eyes froze, his eyes drooped, understanding that this was verifying the bloodline, could the transformation mask hide it?
A drop of flickering and faint blood condensed on the needle of the plantagenet pin, and then was quickly absorbed by it, without the slightest trace of blood.
Count Nuremberg nodded slightly: "Go in, Arten."
When Alten walked to the edge of the dark gate, he suddenly looked back at Lucian, with a faint provocation in his eyes.
He raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers in turn, raised his fists, and then strode away into the darkness without waiting for Lucian's reaction.
Next, it was Lucian's turn.
Calmly extending his left hand, trying to relax his heartbeat and muscles, he watched Nuremberg stick the pin into his veins, feeling a little tingling.
As soon as the pin left the back of his hand, Lucian's spirit immediately tightened, ready to attack after being exposed, take Sophia hostage or take advantage of the chaos to escape.
That drop of blood seemed to have shrunk countless times the silver moon, and a faint light spilled out, and it shook the needle a few times, shaking Lucian's heart almost stopped beating.
After a short shake, the blood was strangely absorbed by the pin, and there was no trace of it.
"Borak, go in, where are your weapons and armor?" Count Nuremberg smiled slightly curiously.
Lucian pointed to his storage bag and replied respectfully: "It's all inside."
Knowing that he was using transcendent items as his trump card, Nuremberg stopped asking any more questions and let him walk to the dark gate, while the expressions of Ralph and Claire at the back of the team changed slightly.
Others may not be able to see it, but they are also members of the Plantagenet family, but they know very well that the abnormality of the blood shows that Borak has become an official knight, and it is the "Silver Moon" bloodline that is inspired!
Without looking back, Lucian walked into the dark door unhurriedly.
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As if passing through a layer of cold and damp mist, Lucian found himself in a room that resembled a servant's bedroom, spacious but with only rows of standard wooden beds and a few dilapidated wooden cabinets.
After putting on the Fireweaver's Bracelet, Evasion Boots, Transfiguration Robe, and Ogre Power Gloves and transforming the robe into silver-gray armor, Lucian took out the Frost Longsword with a glowing blue light, left the room, stepped into the corridor, and began to determine the location of the secret passage into the inner level of the palace, which was the location of the secret room filled with paintings of the Plantagenet family's ancestors, based on the information provided by Rhein and the surrounding layout.
"This underground palace used to be hosted by alchemical life, but then it died out for some reason, and it could only change according to instinct, and the law of change was similar to the astrological chart of the constellation Thanos." Lucian held the long sword in both hands and walked slowly, observing the direction of energy flow and the arrangement of some magic circles that were not hidden, trying to decipher the law of change.
Because it was not clear whether the Duke of Plantagenet and others outside the palace could observe what was going on inside, Lucian was quite hidden when he observed, and the mental force field did not unfold.
Just after turning a corridor, Lucian suddenly saw several noble children walking in through another door in an open house, and their eyes suddenly met. There is the tall and beautiful Jocelyn, and the "cheap" Andris.
"Haha, I didn't expect to run into you trash directly! What about Your Royal Highness? Where's your helper?" Andris, who was dressed in black armor, laughed wantonly, "You seem to have been abandoned by the Lord, so you are plagued by bad luck!"
He raised his greatsword in both hands, shouted, and rushed towards Lucian.
Jocelyn and the others all showed a look of surprise, the lone Bollack was quite easy to deal with, such an opportunity was really rare! If he is allowed to meet with the princess and Denis, things will be very troublesome.
However, there was a slight pity in Jocelyn's surprised expression, after all, Bollack had admired him for so long, and he was always a little unbearable to think that he was about to be cut into bloody and serious injuries by Andris' greatsword.
Seeing Borak standing there as if he was stunned, Andris jumped up suddenly, jumped down, and hit hard.
Die!
As soon as the inner cry started, there was suddenly a hand with a shining silver white luster on top of the giant sword in both hands.
This hand was so cold and ruthless, only five fingers were clasped, pinching the giant sword, so that it could no longer be cut off, and Andris was like a frog hanging from the sword, trying to kick his legs, but it was difficult to land.
This incredible scene made Jocelyn and the others stared blankly, not knowing how to react.
The astonished gaze fell into Lucian's deep blue eyes like a lake, and for some reason Andris suddenly felt an uncontrollable fear, abandoned the greatsword, and was about to run wildly to the ground.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed, Andris only felt a chill on his forehead, and couldn't help but shiver a few times, and then watched his armor crack from it, and the lining clothes also cracked from it, and fell to the ground with a thud, instantly becoming naked.
If I go a little further, I ...... Thinking of this, Andris was shocked, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.
"I said, don't kneel in front of me and beg for mercy." Lucian shook his head slightly, it was so immoral to beat a child.
It has been changed.
(End of this chapter)