Chapter 579: Count Golden-Eyed

On November 18, the sky was blue, the sun was bright and soft, and it was very comfortable to shine on people.

Today, His Majesty Edward Auguste, King of Cambys, will crown Angelina Branstet York as Queen in the Cathedral, and the Auguste family and the House of York will officially conclude the Tribal Pact, and before that, the King will first canonize His Royal Highness Victor Wyndall Randall as Earl Lord of Cambys, and on behalf of all the lords and nobles of the Kingdom of Cambes, he will be granted the authority of Guardian of the Kingdom.

Streamers fluttered and flags were unfurled in the square of the Blinore Church, and the Knights of Glory led elite soldiers to block the intersection and forbid the passage of carriages and pedestrians. The nobles and retainers of the city of Blinor could only gather on both sides of the road, waiting for the king and queen's chariot to tour the city.

At this moment, in the wide main hall of Blinore Cathedral, four knights wrapped in exquisite armor held a guard of honor with one-handed spears, guarding Victor in blue armor, walking on a golden cashmere carpet, flanked by six sword-wielding angels, they are 4.5 meters high, the whole body is carefully carved with white glazed stone, the wings converge, facing the entrance to the main hall, bowing their heads and kneeling on the pedestal, as if to greet His Royal Highness Randall.

Beyond the statue of the Angel of Radiance, the golden carpet was flanked by the lords of the Kingdom of Gombis and the envoys of various countries, and everyone saluted the slowly approaching Randall. His Highness Randall's perception is so keen that no sound can hide from his ears, and even a beautiful and bold high-ranking female knight would not turn her ear to her head and comment on His Highness Randall on such an occasion in order to attract his attention. Everyone remained silent, and the only sound in the hall was the sonorous footsteps of the knights of honor and His Highness Randall, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

Looking at Victor who was gradually approaching, Edward was inexplicably a little flustered, and quietly used his fighting spirit to suppress the urge to divert his gaze. There was a majestic and heavy power behind it, it was not real but it was like a mountain—it was the spiritual power of the Marquis of Golon. Edward's nervousness suddenly relaxed, and he looked back at the three Kingdom Guardians of Goron, Roland, and Sylvia, straightened his back, and his sloppy gaze refocused on Victor's body, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

His Highness Randall is the guardian of our Kingdom of Gambis.

Sunlight shines through the crystal skylight at the top, creating a pure pillar of light in the prayer hall that falls on the steps and envelops Patriarch Tamor, King Edward, and Regent Williams. Victor stepped into the pillar of light, and the blue armor was covered with a faint layer of gold, adding to the divine atmosphere. He drew his sword, half-knelt on the steps, bowed his head, and held it in his hand.

The young king took the pure gold sword from Viscount Randall's hand, the blade rested on his shoulder armor, and said in a loud voice:

"I, Lord of Cambys, Edward Auguste, in the name of the King, have canonized Victor Wyn Randall as Earl Lord of the Kingdom of Cambys, and from this day onwards the Randall family is the hereditary family of Gombis. ”

With that, Edward returned the sword and took out the Earl's Seal from the tray held by the sword-wielding knight next to him and gave it to Victor.

The little baron had made an oath of loyalty to Catherine and Edward nine years earlier, and the oath did not need to be repeated. Victor took the sword, stood up, and placed the Earl's Seal of the Randall House into the box held by the Ceremonial Knight, and took out the Viscount's Seal from it and placed it on the tray of the Sword-wielding Knight.

At this point, the canonization ceremony of the Randall family as earls came to an end.

Williams and Edward swapped places and said loudly: "I, the regent of Cambys, Williams August, on behalf of the lords and nobles of the Kingdom of Cambys, grant His Highness Victor Wimbledon Randall the authority of the guardian of the kingdom in this holy place. ”

The Lord Regent took out the Mithril Dagger, which was inlaid with wind elemental crystals, and handed it to Victor in both hands.

Holding aloft the dagger, a symbol of the Guardian's identity, Victor showed the Guardian's power to the lord and his guests, his dark golden eyes turning dark gold, and the invisible wind carried his clear voice to everyone's ears.

"I, Victor Wimbledon Randall, have taken on the responsibility of guarding the kingdom of Gombis in this holy place, under the watchful eye of the Most High Lord, and I am glorified of it, from this day until the end of my life. ”

"May the Supreme Lord of Light guide your path. ”

Tamor, who was wearing the Patriarch's robe, painted the emblem on his chest, smiled very kindly, and said, "Your Highness Randall, accept the cheers of the people of Gombis. I'm also thrilled to have added a Legendary Guardian to the Kingdom of Gombis. ”

There has always been controversy about whether Victor is a Golden Rank or a legend, and Patriarch Tamor's statement confirms his status as a legendary powerhouse.

Except for Duke Ludwig and His Royal Highness Andrew, the Lord of Gombis and the envoys of various countries who were watching the ceremony did not react for a while, and remained quiet for a moment.

"Count Golden!"

A slightly hoarse but charismatic female voice was the first to break the abrupt silence - it was Gillian.

Following the voice, Victor saw the tall and cold Miss Chebman. In the face of everyone's attention, she was not afraid at all, only stared at Victor, her chin was raised proudly, her full red lips were smug with a smug smile, and her charming phoenix eyes were full of admiration and pride, just like a wife who shared the glory of her husband.

According to Victor's concept, only a lover who shares his or her goals can be called a partner. Gillian Chebman is no longer his partner, but his only and most beloved lover.

Raising the Guardian dagger in his hand, Victor smiled at Gillian's jaw.

The eldest lady of the Chebman family lifted her skirt and curtsied. The people around finally applauded and cheered:

"Count Golden!"

"His Royal Highness Randall, Earl of the Golden Eye, we greet you. ”

The church attendants ran out of the prayer hall, and a loud trumpet sounded outside the cathedral, followed by cheers from the children of the nobles and family attendants in celebration of the addition of a legendary guardian to the Kambis.

Victor walked up to the platform behind the king and stood with Sylvia, Roland, and Goron.

"Count Golden-Eyed?" Sylvia chuckled as her eyes wandered.

"It's not very good. Victor said with a smile.

A sour, puffing gaze instantly became affectionate—it was Trisley.

She is arrogant, shy, and jealous, and she will never be able to boldly show her love to Victor in full view of Gillian like Gillian, but it does not prevent her from breaking the vinegar jar and angering Victor. She took the fertility potion provided by the kiteburg, and now she can't use her fighting spirit, it is difficult to control her emotions, her anger comes quickly, and it is easy to coax, and she understands Victor's lips, and immediately turns her anger into joy.

Of course, Victor let her see the lip tongue so she could see it, as if he didn't want Gillian to read his evaluation.

In the eyes of the Marquis of Golon, Victor's cloudy and breezy ability to perceive and grasp the subtle changes in the audience was indeed appalling.

"Victor, you're very considerate. The Marquis of Gorlon, who was known for his seriousness, made a rare joke. A few years ago, he had courted Victor in a superior posture to catch up with his convoy and give him the Arrows of Flame scrolls from the Kite Castle's collection. At that time, Victor only showed the potential to catch up with the Sword Saint Draven, but now, he really has the Dark Golden Eye.

Princess Roland's thoughts diverged, and her long, white and slender fingers followed the three guardians one by one, and finally touched herself.

"Hehe, the four guardians of Gombis, earth, fire, wind, and water are all in place. ”

Sylvia used her huge mental power to block the Guardian's communication, and even the two Golden Knights, Ludwig and Andrei, could not "hear" or "see" their conversation. But as everyone can imagine, the strength of the Guardians of Gombis is unmatched. His Royal Highness Andre Christopher of the Borui Kingdom touched Victor's deep and restrained gaze lightly, and nodded gracefully, without revealing any thoughts.

The Golden Knight's spiritual power can't shake Victor's heart, but it can convey his heart.

Andrei only glanced at Victor casually, without expressing congratulations, which in itself seemed strange.

Sylvia quickly relieved Victor's confusion and said lightly: "You and Roland are playing crazy outside, and there is something you don't know yet...... Together, the Borei and Patriarch Tamor have prepared a wonderful and vivid gift for you. ”

"What gift, why didn't you tell me?" Roland grumbled curiously.

"Who told you to be playful?" said Marquis Goron unceremoniously.

"Tomorrow, together we appreciate Andrei and Tamor's gift to Victor. Sylvia glanced at Victor and said with a smile: "Honey, you are the master, and the location is up to you...... It has to be outside the city. ”

Victor withdrew his gaze from Sophia, who was located on the left side below, and said, "Then set the Marquis of Wimbledon's out-of-town estate." ”

Marquis Goron pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Very good...... Sophia's influence is still greater than that of His Highness, and this matter should indeed draw her in. ”

At night, the carriage of the Marquis of Wimbledon drove through the narrow streets of the noble district of Brinor, and Sophia sat in the carriage with her eyes closed and meditating, her beautiful face revealing a touch of melancholy.

The dinner party and ball held by the king and queen had just ended, and as one of the five marquis of Blinor, she persevered until the end, even though no one invited her to dance. This is normal, the Golden Knight has the circle of the Golden Knight, the Silver Knight has the circle of the Silver Knight, Sophia is neither a Silver Knight nor a Gold Knight, and there are very few people who are qualified to invite her to dance with her, plus His Royal Highness Randall is notoriously domineering on the issue of his partner, so that Trisley and Gillian are respected, not to mention the wife of His Royal Highness Randall, the Marquis of Wimbledon, who is known as the first beauty in the royal capital?

Austen and Earl Hora are bloody examples.

Sophia didn't care about that, she was long past the stage of showing off her femininity. In fact, she has never been superficial and vain in this regard, beauty and charm are only a means for her to integrate into the aristocratic circle, and she believes in her own strength and wisdom more.

However, Sophia saw the pregnant Catherine, and the former mistress of the Kite Castle was undoubtedly the focus of attention of the high-ranking female knights. Everyone gathered around her, envious of her good luck. Sophia was no exception, and while she admired Catherine, she felt jealousy as a wife for the first time.

Victor's Sun Elf bloodline is not yet stable, and the chances of being able to have children are slim. Catherine only accompanied him on a visit to the Kingdom of Naville, and after only two years of being together, she became pregnant with the heir of His Royal Highness Randall.

Isn't that good luck what?

Most of the single high-ranking female knights are eager to conquer His Royal Highness of the Golden Bloodline, and Sophia certainly loves Victor very much, but his cleverness makes her fearful. Because the knightly path she chose was not the traditional maintenance of her family and domain, and she had already gone too far on the path of the merchant aristocracy. Victor can bring her into the circle of interests of the Centaur Hills without arguing, and even if she loves Victor no matter how much she loves it, she can't lose her will.

If you can conceive Victor's child, everything will be different...... I can enjoy his love and thoughtfulness, share his wisdom, strength and power, and he will love me as much as his own wife...... Hateful fellow, who hasn't come to me for so many days, didn't greet me when he saw me today...... Sophia thought about her mind sourly, completely ignoring the fact that she didn't take the initiative to find Victor, just immersed in self-pity and self-pity.

The occasional complaint of weakness was a rare emotional experience for her.

The carriage traveled to the Marquis's Palace, Sophia collected her mood and stepped off the carriage in an elegant posture, and the guards of the Marquis Mansion stepped forward and reported in an excited tone:

"My lord, the man has returned, and Lady Natalia is dining with Her Highness in the dining room. ”

Sophia's eyes lit up, carrying an intricate and gorgeous skirt, stepping on delicate bright silver high heels, pacing towards the main building of the Marquis's Palace, and in the blink of an eye, her slender figure disappeared from the eyes of the attendants.

Before she could enter the small dining room, Sophia heard Natalia's silver bell-like laughter, and her heart was filled with jealousy, and she turned to the front hall to see the mature and beautiful Natalia sitting next to her husband, sitting on a chair next to her, removing the bones of sockeye salmon for him.

"Dear Sophia, you're finally back. Victor complimented me on how much progress I made in grilling salmon, and you should try it too. Natalia turned her head and said with a smile on her face.

Sophia secretly pursed her lips imperceptibly, furrowed her slender willow eyebrows, put one hand on her waist, and asked angrily:

"Tonight, why doesn't the Count of Golden-Eyed invite the Countess to dance?"