The last night of the fencing convention is also known as the "night of the party". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOn this night, Shurasa will be in a carnival atmosphere all night long, and people will wear various masks and parade and sing and dance in the streets all night long. The only downside to a carnival night is that it can cause a huge problem for law and order, thieves and thieves will wait for an opportunity, and robbers will occasionally come to visit.

It was customary to hold a grand ball in the middle of the night in the Edchels-Elysée for the winner of the sword convention, and the emperor himself bestowed upon him the title of "Sword Master". The celebrities of Marstar are looking forward to this victory. Although Sogrerd was once one of their most troublesome enemies, due to the recent scandal about him and Sigrani, coupled with this unexpected daring participation in the sword fighting competition. Saugland's actions have aroused the appreciation of the Mastar, who are naturally fond of individual heroism. Of course, Saulgrande was still very face-saving, and another tardiness had cooled their spirits.

No one paid attention to him when Sogrend walked into the banquet hall, after all, the banquet had already begun for a while. It wasn't until the master of ceremonies read his name aloud that someone finally came up, and it wasn't any Mastar he knew.

"Lord Sogrend Luce, oh no, now that you have won the Sword Tournament, I will have to call you the 'Juggernaut' for at least four years." The visitor was surprised to see him, and introduced himself: "Frank Redknapp, the deputy head of the Knights Templar in Shimanai, will act as head of the group from tomorrow." ”

"Fortunately." The two shook hands, "There's a colleague down there with the same name as you, and now he's also the commander of the legion." What do you have to teach you? ”

"You're so polite, I'd like to ask you for advice. Your sword skills are very impressive. However, today I will be a companion for you and introduce you to you. ”

"Then there's Your Excellency Law." Sogrand thought it was a good idea.

So, accompanied by Redknapp, Sogre was introduced to several of the great nobles of Mastar. To Thorgrande's surprise, many did not retain a hostile attitude towards him. On the contrary, he also got into a relationship with him, and the content was nothing more than what kind of friendship the ancestors of so-and-so had with the so-and-so of the Luce family more than a hundred years ago. In this regard, Sogre has a great headache. Although he could deal with it vaguely, he really didn't think there was any practical point in wasting his brain's capacity on memorizing such things, and he really didn't know the stories.

In fact, Sogrand did not fully understand the temperament of the Mastar. In some respects, the people of Mastar do have a bit of a conceited disposition. And what develops from this pride is that they have an almost "pathological" heroism plot, and they tend to worship heroic characters fanatically. They had frantically worshipped Arslang I of Parmis fifteen years earlier, even though now Parmis was the most formidable rival they faced.

As a native Mastar, Higrani naturally knows this. So she skillfully used her propaganda machine to package Sogrend as a heroic figure on the occasion of this sword competition. Of course, there is no small credit for this, and the Rossi family's efforts to demonize Sogrand have become a stepping stone for others.

Just as Sogrande was about to ask for a glass of water for the gushing Redknapp, Sigrani appeared in his field of vision, accompanied by Cosette. Higrani is wearing a crimson evening dress today, which is perfect for the season in both color and cut. A silver crown is the most appropriate piece of jewelry, the bright blonde hair is carefully coiled, and only a human figure is reflected in the golden pupils.

"Good evening, Your Highness Princess." The crowd around was busy greeting her.

Sigrani nodded gracefully, "Good evening, everyone. Have a great night of revelry. ”

The crowd consciously made way between her and Thorgrande, and in just one afternoon, almost all the Shurasa nobles knew about their relationship. Sigrani promotes it as a touching and poignant love story, while the queen recounts it as an ambitious alliance between a slut with a femme fatale and a violent pervert. Now, though, Higrani's performance makes people believe the former's description even more.

Sogrerd didn't make any moves, just watched silently as Sigrani walked towards him. Sigrani's resentful eyes made him almost unable to move, and the only thing he could do was to sigh slightly.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess......"

"Your Excellency, can I lend your arm?"

"It's an honor." As a gentleman, you can't refuse such a reasonable request from a lady.

Sigrani gently grabbed him and said, "Come with me to the balcony to catch some air, okay?" ”

"Do as you ask." Thorgrande led her to the balcony to the side.

As a result, others were even more convinced of the rhetoric of the Sigrani faction. In their opinion, a couple who are so compatible is about to be separated because they were born in hostile countries. The two didn't even dare to call each other by their names openly, and could only call each other with blunt "Her Royal Highness the Princess" and "Your Excellency Luce", which was no different from being tortured for lovers in love, and even worse.

Cosette could not hold back her tears, and muttered, "My poor highness...... and then turned and retreated. At this time, there were indeed a dozen young men who were willing to be her flower messengers, but it was a pity that only Lord Redknapp managed to rely on the beauty.

Once on the balcony, Sigrani left Sogrande's arm and walked lightly to the edge of the fence. Sogrerd looked at her slender back without saying a word. The midsummer evening breeze mixed with the hustle and bustle of the festival is blowing in the face, and even this cannot drive away the loneliness of the soul.

After a long time, Sigrani finally spoke: "Soge, I'm waiting for you to explain. Give me an explanation, even if it's just a lie to me. If you give a reason, I'll be at ease. Sigrani's voice was soft and heartbreaking.

"My Highness......" Thorgrande could not respond. It's not that there is a lack of methods, it's just that there is no motivation.

"O Thorge," Sigrani turned, and the sad look in her eyes would make every normal man want to pity her, "In your absence, thoughts are tearing at my heart like a viper. After losing your news, you know how overwhelmed and hysterical I am. Because of you, I'm not the same Sigrani I used to be. ”

"Your Highness, I have already told you a long time ago that you and I are not ordinary people. While we enjoy the glorious glory, we must swallow the bitter fruit tenfold in secret. Now everything is premised on your throne, and I don't want to ruin you. "Sogre has a stereotypical side to him.

"Well, then give me a reason, even if it's as false as your love for me." Sigrani was shrouded in gray and said angrily.

"Hecki (Sigrani's nickname)," Sogrend finally couldn't bear it anymore and gently took her into his arms, "You're a princess, you're the princess of Mastar, not mine." I need to think about how my actions will affect Mastar. I love you, maybe not as passionately as you, but I still love you. Because of this, I can't selfishly erase the hope of those who love you too. ”

"You don't have to think about others, you just have to think about me. For your sake, even if I give up everything, it's okay. Sigrani muttered almost frantically.

"Hecki......" Sogrend felt like he was almost lost.

"I caught it with great difficulty, I don't want to give up, I don't want to let go of you, Thorge!" Sigrani whimpered.

"Can you really not let go?" Thorgrande thought to himself, "If you can......"

Uninvited guests always appear on such occasions, and the slight coughing of the elderly startles the two apart.

"Father." Sigrani lowered her head and whispered.

"I hope I didn't bother you." Hermes II shook off the nurse's support and walked towards them with his back straightened.

The old emperor looked at Sogrend carefully, and looked at his eyes with great concern, which made Sogrede scratch his head. The old emperor coughed a few more times and spoke to Sogrend: "Your Excellency Sogrerd Leus, I have heard of your exploits and talents, so what is the one of the Leus family?" ”

This simple question made Sogrend stunned for several seconds, and Sogrend finally replied almost angrily: "It turns out that Your Majesty cares about the bloodline of Xia, so it's a pity that Xia can't tell you accurately." Perhaps under was just the son of a small merchant in Nacibys. ”

"Then in other words, you have no evidence at all to prove that you have the blood of the Luce family, and you dare to pretend to be the noble surname of the Luce family!" The old emperor was a little annoyed.

"Names are just tools used to distinguish people, and using man-made props to determine people's nobility is simply putting the cart before the horse." Sogrend finally understood why Mastar, with its rich and fertile land, was now in such danger.

"If you don't have noble blood, then you don't want to marry my daughter." The old emperor roared hoarsely.

"Father—" Sigrani said hurriedly.

"If you want to marry him, you can't ...... unless you take the throne after murder," the old emperor said and coughed violently.

"Imperial Doctor!" Sigrani shouted. The Emperor's medical team hurried to the Emperor and helped him away. And Sigrani hurriedly followed.

Sogrend looked at the departing figure of a group of people, smiled wryly and said secretly: "Hee, one side is a father, and the other is a lover. What would you choose? Forget it, it's better not to embarrass you. ”

"The bloodline is one of the auxiliary tools for the feudal emperors to implement autocracy, but unfortunately it is also one of the fundamental reasons why the emperors lost their hearts. Emperors who were obsessed with bloodline were often tied hand and foot, and Hermes II was a typical example. Historian Jamie Yello once commented.

Far away in the Fields House, Leon had just finished changing his medicine and was sitting on his bed leaning against the window looking at the lights of the Ed-Elysées. He already knew exactly what was going to happen after the game. Leon didn't feel jealous at all, but a sense of loss still permeated him. In any case, he hoped that Sigrani would be happy, and since he could not give it to her, he hoped that Sogrend Leuss would give it.

His hostility towards Sogrand was not serious, and in addition to the above reasons, he also admired the character and martial arts that Sogrand displayed. The sword that stabbed him was surgically precise, and it didn't hurt his internal organs at all. According to the doctor's diagnosis, Leone will be able to get out of bed and move in a few days.

Suddenly, a movement in one direction in the city caught his attention. "Temple of the Sun God!"

That night, an organized group of thieves attacked the temple of the sun god and the homes of several nobles and wealthy merchants. After successfully obtaining the property, they set fire to several crime sites in order to attract people's attention. The result was night, 38 people were killed in the fire and hundreds were injured.

The thieves first set fire to the homes of ordinary people and then attacked the temple, only to be discovered by the Knights Templar. In the end, the thieves set fire to the temple in time, and the people in the temple could only put out the fire as their priority and gave up the pursuit.

The operation was very organized, with few clues. As a result, Hermez II handed over the criminal case to Saugland. Tell him clearly that his demands will only be fulfilled once the case is solved. Thorgrande did not seem to be upset about this, but offered to let the Templars cooperate with him, as they were to be held accountable for some dereliction of duty.