A week later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's time for the final results of the second round of selection to be announced.

Originally, such a glorious moment should have been held in the huge square outside the Demon Palace, but somehow, this promotion ceremony was carried out in the palace inside the Demon Palace.

In this way, the people of Cassano City naturally had a lot less excitement to see, but some of the few people who knew the truth understood that this was really a decision made by the Demon Temple Holy See.

Early this morning, about an hour before the announcement of the winners, in the palace at the back of the Demon Temple complex, in the hall surrounded by white ivory pillars, three majestic figures sat on the throne with a back more than three meters high, and looked at a figure kneeling below with a solemn expression.

Balzac.

The commander of the Second Legion of the Knights of the Templars was kneeling respectfully on the ground at this moment, and in his hand was a piece of the Demon Realm's Spiritual Breath Crystal, which showed all kinds of chaotic scenes in this Dragon Tomb test.

Judging from the situation shown in the video, this is not like a selection of the head of the Great Holy Knights at all, but more like a battlefield where underworld gangs are fired, and the contestants in it are simply doing everything they can to conspire and trick, and all kinds of black hand traps make the faces of several bigwigs on the throne more solemn than one another.

"The impact is terrible!!"

Smack.

The old man with blond hair and silver eyes who was sitting on the left side slapped the armrest suddenly, and his face trembled with anger.

He was wearing a heavy red sacrificial robe and a high white holy hat, and he was the first cardinal of the Demon Temple, Marfa, second only to the Pope, and he was a real high-ranking Demon Emperor.

"Our great holy knights, who should be the embodiment of loyalty and justice, are ...... These people are just filth!!"

As a devout believer in the Demon God, Archbishop Marfa simply couldn't tolerate a good divine selection that turned out to be like this in the end.

"Balzac. Another cardinal on the right side spoke: "You still haven't found out who the initiator is?"

"The subordinates are incompetent...... Balzac bowed his head deeply.

The one who questioned him was the second cardinal, Diego, the third-ranked existence in the Demon Temple.

It's not that Balzac is incompetent, it's that the troublemakers are so mysterious that no one has ever seen the same face in the whole process, and it's impossible to find out.

Bishop Diego was much calmer than Marfa, as if muttering to himself, as if he was analyzing the Pope in the center: "The royal knight squad that can defeat Prince Ike...... also has the ability to single-handedly change the situation of the entire selection...... It seems that we have found a great candidate for the head of the regiment this time!!"

"Huh. However, when the pope in the center heard this, his serious face actually smiled slightly, and he seemed much calmer: "Among the last four winners this time, Lancelot is our Holy See's own holy knight, Long Aotian is the leader of the veteran mercenary group, and Na Rambo is the eldest son of the commander of the Praetorian Guard, these are all our old acquaintances...... In this way, it is very likely that the person who can do these heroic deeds is the last dark horse, the Scarlet Rose Mercenary Regiment?"

This eloquent pope, Nicholas III, looks like an old man in his seventies and eighties, but he is clean and neat, his face is full of red light, and his whole body naturally exudes a faint holy light and spiritual might, and at first glance he is an extremely strong man who has stayed in the realm of high-level saint emperors for a long time.

His words made the following Balzac bow his head again in submission:

"Back to His Majesty the Pope, my subordinates are also conjecturing like this, but unfortunately no evidence has been found......"

"His Majesty the Pope. Next to him, the first bishop Marfa arched his hand and spoke: "If it is really the sin committed by the Scarlet Rose mercenary group, such a vicious murderer should be directly tied to the stake and burned to ashes with the Heavenly Demon Holy Fire to set an example." ”

"Hehe......" Pope Nicholas smiled slightly and did not answer, but changed the subject: "It's almost time, my dear Diego, have all those old friends arrived?"

"Your Holiness the Pope, they are all here, and they are all on time. Bishop Diego pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, obviously not having a good impression of those old friends.

"Hehe, it seems that we can't be sure about the candidate for the head of the regiment today, come on, everyone, I believe that Lord Demon God will definitely give us the most reasonable arrangement!"

Crash.

His Holiness the Pope stood up, and his pure white sacrificial robe with gold rimmed was actually floating in the air automatically without wind, which seemed to indicate that this calm old Jianghu's heart at the moment did not seem to be as calm as it appeared.

The two cardinals bowed behind Pope Nicholas, while Balzac, the head of the Holy Knights, followed behind the three, accompanied by a team of black-clothed priests, and everyone walked to the temple of the demon god, the place where today's awards and final selection were held.

......

Temple of the Demon God.

This is a building with ancient tradition and glory, there are twelve statues of demon angels on both sides of the hall that are more than 30 meters high and stand proudly, each statue is lifelike, full of holy and majestic atmosphere, anyone who walks under these twelve statues will be unconsciously awe-inspired, only feel their own insignificance and humility.

At the end of the hall guarded by the twelve angels, there is the statue of the supreme demon god, and the vast majority of the supreme gods, the demon god of the demon domain also has many incarnations and legends, the statue of the demon god enshrined in the demon hall at this moment is a statue of the god wearing a robe, but the face of the demon god can not be seen clearly, only a supreme demon power that surrenders scatters down, suppressing the entire hall.

Below the statue of the demon god, there are five tall god seats, all of which are beautifully decorated and magnificent, and at this moment there are already three figures sitting on it, each of whom is a pivotal figure in the Sunset Dynasty.

The two on the left, one with gray hair, a weather-covered face, and a pair of narrowed eyes full of sophistication and profundity. He doesn't look amazing, but he is the most important character in the Sunset Senate's council - the prime minister of the kingdom, Svein.

"Hehe, General Galen, this time Ike's skills are not as good as others, it seems that the final winner this time is none other than Ling Gongzi, the old man is here to congratulate him in advance......"

There would never be more than five people in the Sunset Dynasty who could make Prime Minister Svein smile like this, and the middle-aged general next to him wearing silver armor with a cold expression was one of them.

Galen Stark, the commander of the Royal Praetorian Guard in Cassano City, is known as one of the two most powerful gods of war in the Sunset Dynasty, and together with the commander of the Sunset Demon Army, he is known as the backbone of the Guardian Dynasty, and no one has been able to threaten the safety of Cassano City since he became the commander of the Imperial Guard.

"The Prime Minister is too early to tell, and nothing can be decided until the final result is revealed. Galen replied lightly, and there was no smile on his resolute face.

This indifferent attitude did not embarrass Prime Minister Nasvein, because the people of Cassano City knew that no one in this world could shake the loyalty of the Stark family and the royal family, and no one could make the Grand Commander Galen smile.

"Hahaha!" The conversation between the two elicited a hearty laugh from the one on the far right: "Prime Minister, you don't take our mercenary union in your eyes when you say that, this time, two mercenary teams have passed the test, and we ordinary people also have a chance to get ahead, right?"

This man's voice was extremely loud, like a bell and a big drum that echoed throughout the Demon God Temple, and among the hundreds of millions of civilians in the Sunset Kingdom, he was the only one who dared to speak like this to the Prime Minister of the Kingdom and the Commander of the Praetorian Guard.

The president of the mercenary union, Amy Chi, represents the representative of the largest civil power in the entire Sunset Kingdom, and is also a peerless powerhouse who is said to be able to compete with the two great war gods of the empire.

"President Amy is still so funny. Prime Minister Svein replied with a smile: "Who doesn't know that the head of the [Aotian Mercenary Group] Long Aotian is the most popular [King of Mercenaries] among the people, how can such a talented old man forget, the old man is just worried that His Excellency Long Aotian will be a small leader of the Knight Order." ”

"Hahaha!" Amy laughed out loud again: "People say that the Prime Minister is good at dancing with long sleeves, and today is considered to be an experience, but it's not interesting for us to praise each other here, the Holy Knight sent by the Demon Temple this time is only the most terrifying guy, Old Man Nicholas will not let their knights fall into the hands of others, hehe......"

After Amy said this, Prime Minister Svein and Janissary Commander Galen didn't seem to say anything to acquiesce.

Because the templar knight, whom even Amy praised, could no longer be described as outstanding, and if anything, he could only say - perfect.

Lancelot, the aura and glory behind this name is too much to say, and taking a few random things is a miraculous achievement.

The youngest mid-rank peak saint emperor in the kingdom......

The youngest ninth-order holy knight in the Demon Temple......

For five consecutive years, he was ranked first among the single nobles who most wanted to marry in the hearts of the girls in Cassano City......

He was the first legend in the history of the kingdom to be asked to be a mount by a powerful dragon......

Handsome, powerful, wise, loyal......

Too many beautiful words to put on this templar knight don't feel excessive, but the most talked about this Lancelot knight is not the above, but a romantic rumor-

He will likely become the first beauty of the Sunset Kingdom, and also the guardian knight of the most holy and noble Holy Maiden in the Demon Temple, which also means that he will be able to marry the legendary woman who is more beautiful than an angel, and the story of Lancelot's infinite love and romantic pursuit of the Holy Maiden has become the content of every girl's spring dream in Cassano City at night.

It is said that this time he went to crusade against the evil dragon Yinfeng, that is, Lancelot wanted to use the dragon crystal of the wind to personally order a set of jewelry for His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden, which was used to impress the heart of the beauty.

For the Senate and the Mercenary Guild, it can only be a sigh countless times, why a peerless genius like Lancelot turned out to be a loyal follower of the Demon God, in their opinion, neither the eldest son of the Galen Commander nor the leader of the Dragon Aotian wanted to make the final competition with this perfect knight have no chance of winning.

As for the last contestant...... Player...... Who's that player?

Not to mention those who can't even remember their names, there is no chance at all.

But just when the three bigwigs were talking about the final form of the selection of the head of the regiment this time, they suddenly ran over from the side and a priest of the Demon Temple, walked to the middle of the hall and reported an explosive message:

"Enlighten the three adults, His Majesty the Pope invites the three of them to go to the Demon Palace's martial arts arena to ......"

"Martial arts arena?" the three bigwigs were stunned.

"What's going on??"

"Participation...... The contestants ...... "The little priest also seemed to feel ridiculous when he said this: "The contestants are fighting!!"

What the??

The three bigwigs were all shocked.

............

3500 words big chapter, Simon thanks his good friends for their encouragement, his thinking gradually became clear, and he tried to return to the rhythm of the three watches as soon as possible.