With his eyes fixed on the smooth ceiling, Feng Longde alone occupied the vast majority of the large sofa and lay on it, while the others sat upright on the other sofas with their eyes closed, even Remilia and Sakiya, who were standing beside her.

While preparing for the work, everyone wondered why Remilia had used her abilities to retrace a memory of Feng Longde, so why did Sakiya get involved instead of being in charge of the guard or her own job? However, Remilia also explained this, so that everyone was convinced: Sakiya's ability is to manipulate time, and it can also help Remilia use her unique ability to peep into memory, but the main contribution is still done by Remilia, a vampire Lori who can control fate, and what Sakuya, a human royal sister who can control time, has to do is to assist her eldest lady, so that she will not lose her strength and have an unexpected situation.

Although Sakuya's appearance has always been the appearance of being in her twenties, it is understandable to say that she is a royal sister, but from Feng Longde's own point of view, Sakuya is at most a half-lazi royal sister, not only that she is at most older than the real one. The title is one of the most important reasons, at least, as far as Feng Longde's own cognition is concerned, no royal sister will have a relatively low amount of R

"Damn, I'm starting to think about something again?!" Feng Longde slapped his head and forcibly calmed himself down, "I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous."

After muttering this almost psychological suggestion sentence in his soul several times, Feng Longde, who felt that he had relaxed a lot, began to use his deep soul connection and soul scanning ability with other people to see what else was going on. Maybe some of them are just as nervous and curious as they are?

After a brief look, Von Rond found that this was really the case: Caroline and Remilia were the most calm of them all, that is, the latter was slightly cautious and excited, the former had always remained calm, and Adolf seemed calm, but his soul was as restless as a pot, after all, for this former German Führer, who was very obsessed with all kinds of supernatural affairs. Witnessing a living miracle was definitely the thing he was looking forward to the most at the moment, and it was not impossible for him to jump up and cheer if it weren't for the limitations of politeness and reserve, and Yarman and other knights of the guard were also full of anticipation to see the memories of their immortal king, but the discipline that had long been integrated into their soul instincts made them almost as cold as Caroline, but the slight irregular soul fluctuations made Feng Longde understand that these guys were not as calm and rational as they seemed on the surface.

The only thing that didn't seem to have any nervousness was Zhu Henghong, a former Huadu college student who was currently the captain of the Corpse Witch Company - through the deep soul connection with him, Feng Longde was speechless to find that this product was purely about preparing to watch a holographic projection movie

"Are you all ready?" Just when Feng Longde was counting Zhu Henghong's best and most stable mentality, Remilia's voice came into everyone's ears. "If you're ready, just say it. ”

"I'm ready. Caroline sat down beside Feng Longde, nodded in answer, closed her eyes, and leaned back on the back of the sofa, carefully avoiding her brother's legs.

"Let's get started. Adolf nodded.

"Ready. Yarman and the other knights of the Guards replied in unison with expressionless faces, and they were now sitting on the sofa in a circle around Feng Longde, intentionally or unintentionally making a defensive formation.

"Let's get started. Zhu Henghong was stunned for a moment when he heard Remilia's words, and only after Remilia said it again did he react and hurriedly said, "Let's start." What a blockbuster!"

Everyone present: ""

"Shut your mouth, Zhu Henghong. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind throwing you into the Lake of Mist. Feng Longde, who was lying on the sofa, snorted and said, then closed his eyes: "Remilia, I'm ready, let's start." ”

"Okay, everybody close your eyes and try not to think too much about it. Remilia nodded. Then he turned his head to Sakiya beside him and said, "Sakiya, you also close your eyes, and then do what I told you to do." ”

"Yes, my eldest lady. Sakiya nodded, then closed her eyes as she stood with her hands tied.

Once you've confirmed that everyone is ready. Remilia slowly closed her eyes.

As soon as Remilia closed her eyes completely, a huge jumble of information began to appear in Remilia's mind, slamming into her soul from side to side, just as Thor was beating on a felt with his Mjoernir (Thor's hammer).

While easily resisting the baptism of all kinds of information, Remilia began to grasp the complete content of the first piece of information she had discovered, and then perfected all the large amounts of information related to it, making it more and more concrete.

While Remilia is using her ability, Sakuya is also using her ability to manipulate time to slow down the overall time flow, so that her eldest lady has enough time to react and adapt, so as to increase the success rate and integrity of time backtracking.

I don't know how long it took for Remilia to finally reveal a specific piece of the past, and began to try to synchronize it into the minds of everyone present.

"This is—" When the specific past suddenly appeared in his mind, he didn't know who shouted out in a lost voice.

Before anyone else could react, a message from the past, as if they had personally experienced the scene, began to appear in everyone's minds—

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Saxony territory, Bear City, in the equestrian arena of the Knight Athletic Competition.

"My master, Son of Cathy Bradley Brady, grandson of Krell, Leader of West's Company, mighty and majestic defender, a good example of chivalry, Sir Bowen!" Standing in the open space in front of the nobles' viewing platform, a clerk dressed in the coat of arms of his master's family told his master's name, specific family affiliations, and titles in a subdued tone, showing the audience as much as possible the demeanor of his master.

Amid a burst of cheers from the crowd seats, the clerk of the Bradley family, Sir Bowen, bowed gracefully and walked off the stage. Another clerk, dressed in a different style of family coat of arms, walked up to the place where he had been standing.

"My Master"

"Look closely at Sir Bowen's attacks and try to find his weaknesses. In the spectators and waiting seats for the participating knights and their retinue, Chris, who had been wearing a Morin-style overheeled helmet, spoke to Herman, who was listening to the clerk tell him about his master.

"I know this, that guy is a wandering knight like us, and a wandering knight who can lead a company of mercenaries is not much weaker even if he is alone. Herman nodded, then gestured to the other end of the equestrian arena. A heavily armored knight in a dark red trim with a dark red piping on a pitch-black body, riding a tall horse and holding a riding spear, pulled the visor off his helmet in half to reveal his face, and looked ready to attack, "Colby looks in good shape, and I guess I can fight that guy." ”

"Sir Colby, is that the Ranger Knight who accompanied us all the way?" said Dugol, who was now not wearing light chain mail and carrying a heavy crossbow, but was wearing a more ornate black and white robe, just like the other clerks, "Lord Ronald. You've seen that Ranger Knight slash down those bandits with a quick and bloody look, and his equestrian skills are pretty good, at least he can fight Sir Ball's murderous wandering knight, right?

"Shut your big mouth, I want to shoot you to death right now. Herman snorted, "You can wait until the game is over, I'm going to listen to the next clerk now." And not you, the temporary replacement of the clerk, long-winded. ”

"I pay my deepest respects to Cornell Elton Cyrill, second son," the clerk recounted in a low voice. The previous clerk had inadvertently glanced at his master's opponent, and something seemed to be seen in the knight's half-revealed face.

The clerk hastened something in the ear of another of Sir Bowen's attendants, who had followed him, and then tapped him on the shoulder and told him to hurry back, while he watched nervously at his master's movements.

The running of another Sir Bowen's retinue attracted the attention of most of the spectators in the equestrian arena, and even the second clerk who came up to speak to him glanced at the seemingly reckless fellow suspiciously, and then took the opportunity to clear his throat and continue: "I present to you with the deepest respects."

The second registrar continued to speak at the same time. Sir Bowen's retinue also ran to his master, who was also ready to play, and shouted as he gasped, "My lord, it's Conrad, they're sure!"

Sir Bowen seemed to be a little reluctant to do this, but as a wandering knight who had traveled for many years. His rational side prevailed over emotion, and he raised his rifle to his clerk and gave his own response.

Seeing his master's decision, the clerk immediately took out a pair of white linen with hanging scrolls from the side of the presiding table where the family coat of arms of both knights was hung, and used it to cover his master's family coat of arms.

The clerk was so quick that when he had done it all, Sir Colby's clerk had just finished his story: "Brilliant Sir Colby Elton Cyrill!"

The two clerks finished their respective duties at almost the same time, which caused the cheers that everyone had just provoked by Sir Colby's clerk to instantly turn into a sigh of mourning - in the knight's competition, covering his family heraldic shield with pure white linen meant that the participating knight decided to give up the competition unconditionally, and the opponent directly did not need this competition to advance.

Sir Bowen's clerk, after finishing his work, bowed deeply to Sir Colby on the other side of the equestrian arena as a sign of apology for himself and his master.

Seeing that he didn't need to play to win the chance to qualify, Sir Colby didn't have a hint of joy, but instead looked quite helpless, as if he had experienced this situation many times before.

"Bowen is out of the game?" Herman's brow jumped, he had dealt with Sir Bowen several times, and he knew very well that the guy was a bastard who wouldn't give in easily, but this time he actually quit without a fight?

"Isn't that great?Lord Ronald?" Ah Tie, who was wearing a black dragon robe on a white background and still looked like a mill, touched his big bald head and said stunned, his big head directly made a shadow for Herman and the others, without facing the blazing light of the autumn sun, "In this case, it will be your turn to play soon, and you don't have to wait for the end of this round to start." ”

"Ah Tie, you're thinking too simply. Chris sighed and shook his head, then looked at Sir Colby at the other end of the equestrian arena, "It only means one thing to make your opponent quit like that."

"A member of the royal family, or a crown prince of a great noble family. Herman said slowly, spitting out the short sentence word by word, "Colby I thought he must have a story, but this story is too much to imagine, right?"

Sir Colby looked at Sir Bowen on the other side, raised the riding gun in his hand as a gesture of returning the salute, and Sir Bowen on the opposite side also raised the riding gun in his hand in return, and then the two sides handed their riding guns into their respective hands, and turned their horses' heads and walked slowly towards the camp area outside the equestrian arena.

"I'll try to find out what kind of figure this Sir Colby is, who can make the other knights retreat without a fight?" Duggor patted the shoulder of Ou Ling, who was also wearing the family coat of arms of his own knight, but had not spoken much, and then walked to the clerks and retinue of the other knights.

'Whatever he asks, we need to be ready to play. When Herman saw Dugol walking away, he said to his men and companions, "I need to get ready to play, Chris, what about you?"

"I'll prepare later, whether you win or lose the next match against that Sir Colby, it won't be my turn until you're done. Chris crossed his arms, "But I'll go over there and help you with your preparations." ”

"Thank you. After a moment of silence, Herman shrugged his shoulders and walked on foot in the direction of the camp area. (To be continued.) )