"See you tomorrow!" Princess Renee waved her hand at Dandrien, and the shadow quickly disappeared from his vision. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dandrion smiled and waved his hand as well, but when he turned around, the expression on his face suddenly turned cold.

"You don't seem to like seeing me very much." Francis stood behind Dandrion with a smile on his face, his eyes flickering.

"That's because every time you appear in front of me, it affects my mood." Dandrion said lightly: "Is it the same old tune again this time?" ”

Francis sighed, looking a little helpless: "You know, our Golden Lion Family is like this, we always have to be loyal to the royal family. ”

"It's allegiance to the Emperor," Dandrion said calmly, "he hasn't become Emperor yet, so you don't have to be in such a hurry to be his loyal dog." ”

This sharp sentence made Francis's face change slightly, but the little duke immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, but his gaze still became obviously more unkind: "I just hope you can stay away from Her Royal Highness." ”

"Oh." Dandrion replied nonchalantly, obviously knowing Francis's statement for a long time.

In fact, this is indeed the case, because this is not the first time that Francis and His Royal Highness the Grand Prince have expressed their displeasure to Dandrion face to face.

"You want to marry her?" Dandrion asked suddenly.

Francis was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "That's not the point, the point is - you have to leave her." ”

It was customary for the Golden Lion family to marry the Imperial Family from generation to generation, in other words, if Francis did inherit the position of Duke of Leigh, he would marry a sister of his own to the next emperor, and at the same time marry a princess from the royal family.

But now that His Majesty Charles XV has given birth to four or five princesses who have reached the age of marriage and are not married, Princess Renee is not Francis' only choice.

Of course, Francis wouldn't have told Dandrion these words, because there was no need for that.

"Leave her?" Dandrion frowned, "Why?" ”

"Because—" Francis hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Because the difference between the two of you is too great for His Majesty the Emperor to agree." ”

Francis is telling the truth, His Majesty the Emperor today would not tolerate the marriage of a mediocre knight of the Church.

In the 300 years since the founding of the Spanny Empire, all the royal princesses have either been married abroad to become queens or queens of other kingdoms, or have been married into major super aristocratic families within the empire to become duchesses.

Even the marquises, whose status is second only to the duke, have very few chances of marrying a royal princess, let alone an "ordinary person" like Dandrien, who is just a knight of the church.

"Give up, Dandrien." Francis said: "I know your strength is good, but strength does not represent everything. If you continue to entangle, it will only hurt you and Her Royal Highness the princess even more. ”

"Is it right..." Dandrion let out a long breath, and suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart.

The dignified advent angel, even the Pope's respectful existence, is now regarded by this young man from the Golden Lion family as "too big a gap in identity"?

You must know that even Francis's father, the contemporary Duke of Leanne, or the father of the Grand Prince, His Majesty the Emperor Charles XV, in Dandrien's eyes, is just a mortal!

"Get out of the way." Dandrion said lightly.

"No way, unless you promise to leave Her Royal Highness the Princess." Francis's eyes were also very determined.

"You're forcing me to do it." The expression on Dandrien's face grew even colder.

Francis let out a long sigh and slowly drew the long sword at his waist: "You're forcing me to do it, dear Dandrien." ”

"One last time, give up Dandrien." Francis slowly raised the long sword in his hand: "I know you are strong, but it is impossible for you to win today." ”

"Really?" A faint smile suddenly appeared on Dandrien's face, and he raised his middle finger as well.

"One move." Dandrion said.

Francis's face froze, and a wave of anger quietly spread throughout his body.

Of course, he understood what Dandrion's words meant.

I'll defeat you, just one move!

"Zheng!" The long sword in Francis's hand suddenly stood extremely straight, and the fierce fighting spirit spread all over the blade, and the momentum was very amazing.

"Look at the move!" Francis shouted angrily, and the whole person rushed straight towards Dandrion in front of him.

The snow on the ground was splashed by Francis's footsteps, and from a distance, it looked like a white snow dragon was charging closely following Dandrien's footsteps, and the sound was extremely amazing.

"Rank 8 samurai—" Dandrion calmly looked at Francis, who was rushing straight at him like a raging lion.

"It's—it's so weak."

After saying this, Dandrion stretched out his right hand, the middle finger.

There was not the slightest flicker of fighting energy on this finger, nor was there any earth-shattering momentum, but it was such a finger that looked ordinary and did not have anything amazing, but it was extremely accurate on the tip of Francis's sword.

"Bang!" As if a cannonball had suddenly fallen from the sky, the snow on the ground suddenly exploded, and the snow and ice debris in the sky flew everywhere, like a giant white firework blooming on the ground.

Francis still maintained the posture of rushing forward with his sword, but at this moment he no longer had the momentum he had before, but suddenly became a sculpture.

A crack suddenly appeared from the tip of the long sword in Francis's hand, and then countless cracks followed, and the blade of this extremely sharp high-grade magic equipment suddenly shattered into countless fragments, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"You've lost." Dandrion slowly withdrew his fingers.

"I lost." Francis's face was very pale, although he was very reluctant, but he knew very well in his heart that Dandrion had actually shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise Francis would have been dead at this moment.

"I didn't expect that," Francis looked at Dandrion with a solemn expression: "You are a Sacred Domain powerhouse!" ”

Francis is very aware of his strength, although he is only an eighth-level warrior, but with the Dou Qi Gong method passed down from generation to generation by the Golden Lion Family and the top-grade magic sword in his hand, even the ninth-level warrior Francis has the power to fight!

But Dandrien defeated himself with just one move, which can only show that Dandrien's strength has far surpassed the ninth level, and above the ninth level, it is the one who has reached the peak of the continent - the powerhouse of the Holy Domain!

"But—that's not enough." Francis sighed again, "Come out, three adults." ”

Three extremely strong figures suddenly appeared from three different directions, enveloping Dandrien, who had a calm face, in the middle.

This is the biggest hole card that has been hidden in the shadows to protect the eldest prince and his party - three Sanctuary powerhouses!

"Your strength is indeed far beyond my expectations," Francis looked at Dandrion with undisguised respect in his eyes, and at the same time there was a faint pity: "But what if you are not in front of an eighth-level warrior like me, but three Sacred Domain powerhouses with the same realm as you?" ”

There was no doubt that in Francis's opinion, the young Dandrion had only one result under the siege of the three Sanctuary powerhouses.

He will be defeated!

Dandrion shrugged his shoulders and drew the longsword at his waist.

"It's okay or not, you have to fight to know."

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