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The rapier was only the thickness of the little finger, and the blade was narrow, and there was not a trace of blood splattered after stabbing into it, but Sebis's face had changed. He didn't have time to feel the wound on his body, and pushed Wren hard, his strength was much greater than Wren's, and Wren would definitely not be spared, but in the process of being pushed away, Wren pulled out the thin sword that pierced Sebis's body, aimed at his arm and pulled hard. The clothes were cut by the sharp blade in an instant, and this time blood splattered, revealing a wound about ten centimeters on Sebis's arm.

The wound turned out, and the blood squeezed out of the musculature like a plump sponge, splattering everywhere as he waved his arms.

In just two seconds, the strength and weakness in the duel circle were completely reversed in an instant.

Wren took a few steps back, straightened his clothes that had been messed up by the pushing, and stared at Sebis with a smile, his face calm as if there was no bloodshed or conflict between the two just now, just a cordial greeting.

Sebis's breathing was very rapid, fear eating away at the rest of his face, and he clutched the wound in his lower abdomen. Although the wound was not big, the blood could not stop flowing out, like a deep spring in the mountains, gushing out of the blood.

"You're cheating!", he roared, but didn't dare to step forward again, who knows if Wren would stab the rapier into his body again.

Wren shrugged, "From the beginning to the present, no one has said that you can't use a rapier. ”

"It's not a matter of the Rapier!", Sebis glanced down, the blood slowly slid down the slit of his hand, his face turned three points whiter, glared at Wren and gritted his teeth: "Despicable!"

For such an attack, Wren did not have the slightest anger, but looked at the place where he was stabbed, very educated, with three points of banter, three points of care, and four points of schadenfreude care: "Are you sure your injuries are okay? After so much blood, even the war horse is about to die of blood loss." ”

Sebis immediately came out of his emotional state, the horror between life and death made him forget what he was facing at this moment, and immediately looked at the court priest standing behind Pars, opened his mouth and said, "Quick, heal me." ”

Vito stood to the side, his face was extremely gloomy, his eyes flashing with a dangerous glint and quickly becoming dim, he looked at Sebis and frowned, "Throw in the towel, Sebis." ”

Sebis's body trembled slightly, his emotions at this time were intense and contradictory, he was afraid of being hurt, he was afraid of death, which was a common disease common to almost all human beings. But he didn't want to lose face, he didn't want to be ridiculed, and he didn't want to become the laughing stock of the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital. Giving up and persevering are never good friends. Just as Sebis struggled and distracted, Wren stepped over and stabbed his sword into Sebis a little higher in the stomach.

The tip of the sword poked out from Sebis's waist and pierced his clothes, causing the crowd of onlookers to exclaim again.

Vito couldn't hold his breath anymore at this time, he lowered his voice and looked at Wren, "Count Wren, why are you attacking Sebis again?"

Rayne, who was left with one hit, straightened his clothes again, he swung his wounded and bloodshot thin sword, and his expression was inexplicable, "The duel is not over yet, I just picked a suitable time to make the most suitable attack." He glanced at Empress Pars, "Besides, the adjudicators don't say anything, and the duel continues." ”

Sebis, who was hit by three swords in a row, obviously lost his courage, whether a person has courage or not, whether he is fierce enough or not, and cannot be explored from his appearance. The appearance is extremely deceptive, like Sebis, like many people, with a vicious look, as if the sky is not afraid of the earth. But once they are allowed to truly taste blood and pain, their true nature is revealed.

Sebis actually stumbled out of the dueling circle, which meant that he voluntarily gave up and admitted defeat, he hit his head on the court priest beside Empress Pars, grabbed the other party's shoulders with both hands, and said in a commanding tone, with a hint of pleading plea: "Quick, heal me!

Empress Pars bowed slightly, and the pure holy light in the patriarch's hand instantly bloomed, reflecting the reassuring smile of Sebis for the rest of his life, and also on Vito's numb expression.

This son simply disappointed him.

He glanced at Sebis, walked up to Wren, and held out his hand in a friendly manner, "It's a wonderful duel, and it gives me a better understanding of the depth of the word trickery." Congratulations, you have won the ultimate victory. ”

Wren took Vito's hand and shook it casually, "You can't tell if an independent person is strong or weak, so there must be someone to compare to." He glanced at Sebis meaningfully, and Vito's hands trembled, which was nothing more than saying that Sebis was a weak chicken who could only talk big, but Vito couldn't refute it. His son was stabbed by Wren, and he had to congratulate the other party, the more he thought about Vito, the more depressed he became, he immediately let go of his hand, and felt that it would be torturous to get along with Wren for even one more second.

"Congratulations again, I'm going to see ...... Sebis", he made an excuse to get out, who knew that Wren would follow him.

"I want to see the poor little guy too, I'm sorry, after all, I stabbed him. There was no apology on his face, but a happy smile of the victor, which was simply a model of hatred. Vito curled the corners of his mouth, smiled ugly, and turned to walk to Sebis's side. He didn't seem to care much about this second son, but only he knew in his heart how much he valued this second son.

From an early age, Sebis showed a very intelligent side, surprisingly intelligent, and although he did not seem to behave as abnormally as he did in his childhood, he was also a smart person. Of course, none of this can affect Vito's determination to choose a successor, and it is because of Sebis that he really makes him list Sebis as his heir.

The divine bloodline has an inexplicable power, and the purer the bloodline, the more advanced and powerful the power can be obtained when it is inherited.

Take Grace, for example.

Grace's bloodline is known as the purest bloodline in the history of the empire, and he has also been endowed with incomparably powerful combat power by his ancient ancestors, and when his abilities are fully activated, he can directly destroy the city walls with his own flesh fists. Another example is Empress Pars, as the purest empress of the Orlando family in the past three generations, she has been endowed with the ability of the heart and eye. Anyone whose bloodline purity is lower than her can be seen through her inner world at a glance.

It is difficult and easy for the Golden Nobles to become strong, as long as they have a patriarch with outstanding "ability", it is completely enough to bring the family to a higher level.

Aside from these external factors, the personal quality of the heir is also very important. Vito had always wanted to develop Sebis into a strong man, but it was clear that he was using the wrong method. Strength is not cultivated by destroying the mind and body of the weak, only by challenging stronger people and more difficult things can a person truly grow and become strong. If anyone who bullies is not as good as themselves can be considered strong, I am afraid that all human beings are strong - at least they have to eat meat.

Seeing that Wren also leaned over, the corners of Sebis's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he raised his bloody hand and rubbed his right eye, his eyelids still jumping. He stepped out of the way with some fear, this step was completely instinctive, he was really afraid of Wren. It's not that Wren hurt him, it's that Wren was indifferent after hurting him, and that he could still show such hypocrisy at this time after hurting him.

It was this step that made Vito's expression stiffen, the patriarch of the golden nobles and the elites and heirs of the next generation are here, and everything in Sebis today will be a joke to be spread out, and the Antun family will be disgraced. He had wanted to go over and comfort Sebis and say something to him to relax and encourage him, but at this point, he stopped and looked at Sebis silently.

Sebis may not know that with just such a step, he and the patriarch of the Golden Nobles, who has countless privileges, have a moat. If he can't make amends for his mistakes in the future, perhaps Vito will strip him of his status as heir.

We can't beat the dragon, we can't beat the knight, but our hearts can overcome everything!

This is the ancestral training of the Antoun family, Sebis has defiled the ancestral teaching, and he is timid.

Wren stood beside Sebis, one hand pressed on his shoulder, and his face was apologetic, but this expression made the two men of the Antun family, one big and one small, sick to their stomachs, "I need to apologize to you child, not everyone can perfectly control their aggression, so I want to apologize for your injury, and I also hope to get your forgiveness, you are my junior, I have done unforgivable things to you." He smiled sincerely, and the tone of his voice was extraordinarily sincere.

Empress Pars couldn't stand it anymore, she turned around and took a step, stood beside Sebis, and looked at Wren, "Alright, Count Wren, Sebis will forgive you and thank you for your compliment, you should give him a little more time to relax now." ”

"As you wish!", Wren smiled and bowed slightly, "I think it's time for me to take my leave." After saying that, he bowed to the golden noble patriarchs who were standing together and watched coldly, nodded to the surroundings, threw the head of the civilization staff in his hand on the ground, pinched the collar and tugged it, and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of Wren's departure, Sebis's stiff body finally relaxed. It was only then that he felt the sharp pain, as well as the itch that had penetrated into his heart as the wound healed quickly under the healing technique.

At this moment, a carriage quickly entered the Golden Circle from the Silver Ring District, and the guards originally wanted to stop and inspect the carriage, but when they saw the golden thorn wreath on the carriage blooming with a charming gold, they all withdrew their hands and feet.

This is the carriage of a golden nobleman, with their status and status, even if they are killed on the spot in the process of blocking, no one will complain about them.

In this realm, the nobility of the gold badge will always have privileges sufficient to be lawless.

The carriage stopped outside Wren's estate in a bump, and Alma got out of it, she rang the doorbell, and soon Funkos came out.

In fact, it had only been three months since they had been separated, but it was like a long time for them to be separated, and Funcos smiled enthusiastically, put his arm around Alma, and asked happily, "Well, dear lady, what kind of wind blew the Flower of Bell to the imperial capital?"

Bell's Flower is just a joking name, and Funkos is a cheerful guy who likes to give people around him nicknames that aren't too much.

Alma looked anxious, "Is your lord here now?"

Von Costen's face became serious when he realized that Alma might have something very important, and he immediately pulled Alma into the manor, and as he went, he said, "Your Excellency has just returned from the palace and is now freshening up. ”

The smell of oil smoke, cigarettes, perfume, sweat and other smells made Wren a little bored, and as soon as he returned home, he took off his clothes and plunged into the bathroom without any image. He has no regrets about what he has done tonight, and he believes that those he hinted at should have received his hints as well.

At this moment, the bathroom door was opened, Wren glanced at it, his mind paused slightly, and immediately asked, "Is there an emergency?"

Alma took a deep breath, nodded, walked directly into the bathroom, picked up the bath towel and began to wipe Wren's body, "There's a little trouble in Ortlenburg. ”

In Alma's eyes, Wren, who had been as calm as a lake, suddenly changed his momentum abruptly, becoming like a turbulent sponge under the cover of dark clouds, and the monstrous waves continued to wash over her body, making her face turn snow-white in a flash.

If you want to say what is the most important thing in this world for Rennes, the first is his small life, and the second is Ortlenburg. One is life, the other is life, neither of which can be left unexpected.

His eyes rolled slightly, his black and white eyeballs tilted to one side, and the corner of his eye lingered on Alma, making the old tyrant almost collapse from incontinence.

Wren's momentum was so terrifying that she was already a little hard to breathe, and even her legs began to tremble.

"What's going on?", he put on his towel and walked to the study outside the bathroom, which was the case in the aristocratic manor, where there was a bathroom and any office had a bedroom.

Alma came back from the blank space at the sound of Wren's footsteps, followed closely behind, and said, "......"