- Corrected a question in the previous chapter, which was written smoothly and forgot for a while that the girl's father's surname and her husband's surname had to be changed, so it should be Kaliliana Lotnieva.

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The scene seemed to be silent for a few seconds, and even the cold wind that blew seemed to freeze in the air.

Kaliliana and the attendants not far away watched in a daze as the winter bear pounced in front of her, and then with a flash of sword light, it fell to the ground at an unstoppable speed, stirring up a long fog of snow.

Is it so simple that an adult, knightly winter bear is so dramatically killed?

From the forehead, nose, mouth to body, the winter bear highlighted a deep line of blood, but not a drop of blood flowed out, and it all froze into a layer of ice that shimmered blue.

Then a mysterious light gray aura erupted from within it. When the light subsided, the Winter Bear vanished, revealing a man in a black cloak, his face and cloak split in half under the sword.

However, his vitality is very tenacious, and he still wriths and moans on the ground, and is not killed by a sword, but if he is not treated in time, it is completely conceivable that he will end up in a few minutes.

When encountering enemy attacks, Lucien has always been ruthless and accurate, and will not spare his hands at all. If it were a real winter bear, it would have been completely dead.

"Is it a druid? or an ancient inheritance mage of the Change......

Cutting down a winter bear but revealing a person, Lucien couldn't help but be slightly stunned and puzzled, even if he was good at keeping calm. After recalling the fluctuating sensation when the light gray light appeared just now, he was initially confirmed to be a magician.

But before he figured out the purpose and intention of this guy, Lucien would not risk rescuing him in full view of everyone because he was also a magician.

After staring at the man in black lying on the ground for a few seconds, Kaliliana let out a high-pitched cry as if she had just woken up from a nightmare: "There are assassins!"

A puff of snow on the tall conifers was shaken off by her screams, and the young nobles scattered around to hunt precious animals hurried back.

At the same time, Kaliliana's face turned pale. As soon as her body went limp, she was about to fall down to the dragon-scale horse, in the direction of Lucien, who was beside her.

Lucien's expression remained unchanged. The right hand was still in the sheath but was clenched tightly, as if it could be pulled out again at any moment, and the left hand politely held Carliliana's shoulders and made her sit firmly on the horse. Then he asked "with concern", "Baroness, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I didn't expect an assassin to kill me. Mr. Peter. Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I would have died......" Kaliliana's expression was unusually weak, like a pitiful little white flower. After stabilizing her body with the help of Lucian's strength, she wrapped her hands around Lucian's left hand, and her plump body also leaned in, as if seeking security and protection. The smell of a strong mature woman's sweet fragrance mixed with cosmetics lingered on Lucian's nose.

Lucien's nose twitched twice, not too accustomed to this sweetness, and subconsciously wanted to cast an "air filter bubble".

The suddenness of the incident, coupled with the suspicion of Baroness Carliliana because of Sergei, Lucien did not feel at all a beauty. With his left hand, he pushed Kaliliana away: "Baroness, it's good that you're okay, there may be other assassins, the danger has not been lifted, don't interfere with my vigilance." ”

Kaliliana was about to press her towering chest to Lucian's arm, but as soon as she tried hard, she fell into the air, and then Lucian's words kept echoing in her mind: "Don't interfere with my vigilance, don't interfere with me, don't interfere with my ......"

"Very good, Mr. Peter. You are a brave and cautious knight. The disregard of the charm made Carileina seem to forget a little of her fear and fright, and Silver Fang replied secretly.

At this point, Carriliana's handmaidens rushed to her horses and held Cariliana in a rallying motion, while her attendants surrounded her against other would-be Assassins.

After several years as a lord, Kaliliana slowly regained her composure, and with a slight palpitation and fear, she ordered: "You tie up the assassin, don't let him die, and wait for the priest of the manor church to be tortured by magic methods, and you must find out what is behind him!

"Yes, Lord Baroness. Several attendants rode their horses to the man in black, some took out the standard forbidden magic rope, some took out the healing potion, and quickly divided the labor and cooperated to tie him up.

As soon as Balshak and the other young nobles came back, they saw this scene and asked anxiously and with concern: "Kaliliana, how are you?

Her pale face brought out a different feeling of pity and pity, which made these young nobles eager to take her into their arms and take care of her, and pity her in every way.

Kalenina smiled reluctantly, "I'm fine, the assassin has been subdued by Mr. Peter." Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a full-fledged knight, and he easily defeated the assassin turned into a winter bear with a single sword. ”

Speaking of this, her eyes flickered, and she secretly looked at Lucien, a faint flush appeared on her face.

When Balshak saw Carliliana's appearance, jealousy ignited in his heart, and he glared at Lucian with hatred, and held the leather glove of his right hand in his left hand, as if he was about to take it off and throw it in the snow to ask for a duel, but he immediately came back to his senses and said in astonishment: "Peter, he is a full knight?"

Although the probability of stimulating bloodlines is higher than in other countries, knighthood is still an unattainable rank for many young nobles, and the twenty-four-year-old Balshak has set himself the goal of becoming a knight before the age of thirty. And if you can get Kaliliana and her wealth, even if you can't succeed at that time, you can buy secret potions from smuggling channels to stimulate it.

Within the Magic Council, the potion that stimulates the bloodline plus the blood purifier is worth about five hundred gold tales, but when it comes to the Shahran Empire, to many continental countries, those small and medium-sized nobles who can't rely on their own to stimulate the bloodline and don't have the family's secret potion like the big nobles are often willing to spend thousands, or even tens of thousands of gold coins to obtain. Except for the nobility, no one can understand the nobles' desire for titles and bloodlines.

This is a lucrative commodity, and given the mentality that the enemy of the enemy can help, the Magic Council simply deliberately smuggled into the Shahran Empire on its own, while strictly controlling the quantity. Of course, many ancient inheritance magicians who lived in seclusion in the Eastern Exile also relied on refining similar potions and magical items to quietly share the cake to maintain their magic research and promotion.

Kaliliana glanced at Lucien, and quickly withdrew her gaze, as if she had not fully recovered from the shock just now: "Yes. Mr. Peter is a true knight, both in strength and in character and bravery. ”

The young nobles all looked at Lucien. The gaze is extremely complex, with doubts, losses, and hatred. There is frustration.

Lucien gripped his vigilant sword and smiled, "I've been adventuring around the Northern Flame Fortress for many years, and I've experienced a lot of life-and-death dangers, which has stimulated the power of my bloodline. It's hard for a young eagle to learn to fly without being pushed out of its nest!"

Kaliliana coughed softly. Weakly interrupted the faint confrontation between the two sides: "Distinguished guests, because of the troubles caused by the Assassins, our Winter Hunt Party had to end early, but the scheduled ball to welcome Mr. Peter was still held at my manor, which was heavily guarded and protected by priests. ”

The Assassins were genuine, and Kaliliana's manor was a short distance from the city of the Urals, and it was getting dark. Therefore, Bauershak and others, who were worried about accidents on the road, agreed to participate in the ball.

"Can't afford to leave Caliliana and Peter, bastards, alone!" they roared inwardly.

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Unlike Aalto, and unlike the Trian style of music, the shahran music is beautiful but unrestrained and heroic, full of unique flavors.

In the bright red carpet hall, young aristocrats gather to talk with wine glasses, and on a long table in the corner there are glasses of amber "Kinlega" spirits. As well as butter, white bread, muffins, grilled fish with cream, black caviar, kebabs, fried chicken, steak, beetroot sweet and sour soup, oxtail soup and other foods and a variety of creamy desserts.

Cariliana, as the host, takes Lucien around the ballroom and introduces him to every guest.

She has changed into a black evening dress, fully revealing her graceful figure. There was no extra jewelry, just a string of pearl necklaces with a soft luster, which set off the swan-like white slender neck and towering chest.

"This is Mr. Ivanovsky, a well-known merchant in the empire, who can be seen from the Storm Strait to the border of the Northwest Province, from the polar Yeti tribe to the Marinov Line. Kaliliana pointed to a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed eyes, who was strong and somewhat contradictory to his temperament, like a winter bear reading quietly.

Ivanovsky took Karilina's right hand and kissed it gently on the back of her hand: "Lady Kariliana, no amount of treasure can have a beauty like you, nor can you exchange it 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's hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Peter." I've heard your name in the Northwest Province, and I didn't expect that a few years after your disappearance, you would have already activated your bloodline, and when you returned to your family, I believe you would soon be able to obtain the title of Lord. It is a pity that old Sir Joseph could not see this scene. ”

"My father was a heavy drinker and a thriller, so he ......," said Lucien, who was not too concerned. According to Valentin's account, Peter and Joseph had a very poor relationship.

After chatting casually with Lucian about the Vladimir family, Ivanovsky smiled and said: "If you have business in the future, please take care of Mr. Peter." Don't delay you and Lady Carliliana in the opening dance. ”

Kaliliana's voice became a little louder: "Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Mr. Peter Joseph Vladimir from the Northwest Province. ”

The applause was not too enthusiastic, but Kaliliana didn't care, she looked at Lucien charmingly: "Mr. Peter, as the host, I invite you to the first dance of the ball." ”

Lucien bowed slightly, stretched out his right hand, and said with a formal title: "Lady Lotniva, it is my pleasure." ”

Carilina smiled and put her soft and delicate hand into Lucian's hand, and as the music changed, the two danced, dancing in an "exotic" Ilya circle.

Leaning on Lucien, he felt an astonishing elasticity, and Kaliliana's gaze became misty, as if it could attract the soul of every man, and said, "Peter, do you know how desperate and frightened I was when the winter bear pounced on me. And at this time, you stood up in front of me and saved me from the abyss of death. Looking at your straight back, I feel safe and steady like I have never been, like you can block all the wind and rain for me, so that I can enjoy happiness without worry. ”

"Thank you, Lady Cariliana, for your compliment. But if I don't make a move, the winter bear will attack me too. Lucien replied politely.

Kaliliana's head was close, her red lips were secretly fragrant, and her breathing was rapid and hot: "No matter what it is, when Peter you defeated that winter bear and saved me, you became a hero in my heart, so powerful and reliable. As soon as I saw you, my heart couldn't help but beat faster, which I never felt before, even when I married my husband, I was only touched by his fatherly care. ”

Lucien thought for a moment and said with a serious expression: "Lady Cariliana, you are a rare good person......" (To be continued.) )