The status of the Earl of Ridge in the royal capital is not particularly high, and his wife does not have a noble net worth, but is a devout believer, and he spends the rest of his time in the chapel except for the indispensable banquet on weekdays. Rich was a close confidant of Adamne the Magnificent, often in and out of the court, and rarely took care of domestic affairs, so Richie asked a etiquette teacher to teach Elizabeth aristocratic etiquette when she was very young, and as she grew older, she gradually became a flower in the kingdom with her own conditions and talents.

She fully inherited her mother's kindness and good temper, never quarreled with anyone in the past few years, and often went to church to help the poor people in the royal capital, and even the queen joked at a dinner party that she was the most suitable to be the wife of the prince.

Now this bright delicate flower accompanies an old hat nobleman by his side, talking and laughing, whoever sees it has to shake two hygienic eyes, the three princes all have a good impression of the beautiful Elizabeth, but the eldest prince is afraid of his identity, plus it is very inconvenient for so many people around him, the second prince can't open face, and he has never done this kind of jealous thing, so he can only do it, but the third prince has no consideration in this regard.

This old hat baron from the countryside, relying on his strength and the remaining prestige of his father Yalin, did not salute anyone, and as soon as he came in, he glanced around like the uncle, and did not pay attention to everyone present at all, who did he think he dared to be so presumptuous, he simply did not know the sky. Now that he is getting involved with the most popular aristocratic lady in the kingdom, he is simply deliberately dying.

Isn't it great to receive a few words of praise from his father? Storm Arin is just a powerful dog.

The third prince, Cliffor, glanced at a few fox friends around him, pondered for a moment and said with a smile. "Ollie, you said that Gao Wenqiang, the deputy head of our Wang Yao Knights, or this country baron, don't you think it's a little boring to sit like this?"

The people around the prince laughed when they heard this, and said in their hearts, the prince was a little uncomfortable when he saw Miss Elizabeth around an old hat.

"Prince, you are really bad, do you bully the hillbilly like this? But this hillbilly is handsome, and it would be nice to come and talk to him in a few days. A bewitching and scantily clad aristocratic lady said teasingly.

Ollie has been by the third prince's side for many years, and he still has some brains, and said worriedly. "Your Royal Highness Prince, you have seen the power of Arthur's sword just now, and it may not be good to catch up with the expedition in the past few days. ”

Without a trace, the third prince swept the smooth back of a noble lady in a backless dress, who glared at him with disgust, but there was no disgust.

"Don't worry, Gawain's holy sword was also given by Avalon, and Gawain has also been blessed, this point in time is his strongest period, and you haven't seen Gawain's strength before. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. With that, Ollie handed the glass to the person next to him, turned around and quietly left the banquet hall.

After about ten minutes, the youngest and most popular knight of Gawain in the royal capital came to the third prince Cripple. "Prince, are you looking for me?"

The prince smiled and took a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand and handed it to Gawain. "Knight, you haven't been to the Knight Showdown lately, and my friends and I are feeling bored. ”

Gawain took the glass from the prince's hand and smiled. "Your Highness, the Knights have been preparing for battle recently, and there is little time to spare. ”

"I'll give you a chance, by the way, let me see what that hillbilly is capable of. Cliffor patted Gawain on the shoulder.

"Listen to me. The third prince, Cliffor, stood in the middle, and the sound spread to every corner, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The eldest prince Nelson was a little disdainful in his heart, but on the surface he still said in a kind and loud voice: "Brother, what kind of moth do you want to make, but there are a lot of distinguished guests today, so don't tell everyone about your affair." ”

The entire banquet hall burst into laughter, but Arthur, who was sitting on the second floor, frowned slightly, there must be a demon.

Sure enough, the third prince almost didn't let him pick up a chair in his next sentence and shoot this killer to death.

"Big brother, what are you talking about, how could I say such a faux pas. Anyway, everyone is bored here, why don't you watch a wonderful knight duel, it just so happens that our powerful Gawain knight is here, and just now we have also seen the strength of Baron Arthur from the Sith Domain, both of them are strong, you might as well compete. I bet that Baron Arthur can win, the sword just now is comparable to the forbidden spell of the gods, what do you think, Lord Baron. ”

The eyes of everyone at the banquet were locked on the young man in the corner of the second floor, Elizabeth pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Knight Gawain has not been defeated, and I heard from my father that Knight Gawain has been blessed by the Sage, and he also has a holy sword, but he rarely uses it, and he doesn't know the specific power.

Then Elizabeth got up and saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "My lords, Arthur has just arrived in the royal capital and is facing assassination, and I think that even if there is a real competition, it should be at the end of the expedition." ”

The third prince returned the salute gracefully, "Since the beautiful Miss Elizabeth doesn't want to see Arthur hurt, let's delay it." ”

Elizabeth frowned slightly, the third prince said that any man can't stand it, how can a man be willing to hide behind a woman. She was just about to open her mouth to explain, Arthur gently grabbed her arm, and she leaned forward against the railing on the second floor, looking at the third prince and looking directly at her very impolitely. Although he is a prince, he is not the heir of the entire kingdom after all, Arthur has more or less respect for his ideas, and he is a person who will be a king in the future, this kingdom and this continent will be in his pocket, will he still be afraid of a 250 prince?

Today, this beam is finished.

The momentum cultivated by holding the holy sword is coupled with the fact that in the era of freedom of thought, there is no contact with anyone who should grovel except for respecting the necessary elders.

Arthur's gaze was calm and sharp, the holy sword hanging from his waist exuded a faint light, standing near the balcony on the second floor, the sun's rays hit him just right, looking calm but with a hint of majesty that should not appear.

Tristan, Ranmaroke, and Bedwell are all people who know Arthur's temper, and it's really hard to deal with this donkey's temper.

Bedwell stood up to stop Arthur's impulsive behavior so as not to offend the third prince, no matter how strong Yalin was once and how prestigious he was on the mainland, but after all, he was dead and Arin's name would not affect the heads of this group of pretentious nobles.

One person's strength is not strong, after all, a single person can't defeat a kingdom.

"Don't be impulsive. This is not the Sith, this is the kingdom, your words may make the territory unrecoverable. ”

"Of course I understand that, but I can't be sorry for my name. Arthur whispered to his friend.

He took a deep breath and stood up straight, his tone calm but with a hint of coercion, as if he was in a high position giving orders. "Your Royal Highness, of course you can. In order to avoid accidental injury, let's use a wooden sword to duel. ”