Claude was born as a commoner, and as an orphan, he grew up in a small village, thousands of miles from the royal capital, where the Aqua people often lived underwater all their lives, keeping their bodies fishtailed, and they may never have the opportunity to see the sky and the sun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Little Claude lives in such a village. Until one day, when he was playing at the entrance of the village, he saw an old man. The old man was so ordinary and extraordinary, he had long gray hair like the other old people in the village, the difference was that they were properly tied with copper headbands, he was like the other old people in the village, his back was slightly bowed by the erosion of time, the difference was that he held a long wooden cane in his hand, which was rare at the bottom of the sea, so it also made little Claude look carefully for a while.

Maybe it was because the old man was so special that he had the inexplicable temperament of little Claude, so when the old man approached little Claude and asked him if he wanted to follow him and see what the sky looked like, little Claude immediately agreed.

Later, he learned that this old man was the famous priest Faen in the Sea Emperor's Palace. Priest, not a position but a title, Faun is the most senior mentor in the Sea Emperor's Palace, and even the current Hall Venerable Haihenwright has been taught by him.

Subsequently, as one of the many students of Faun, little Claude studied doctrine and divine arts in the Seven Colored Seas, where the main hall of the Sea Emperor Hall was located at the junction of the Mengyuan Empire and the Hongyuan Empire. Although little Claude was ordinary in the study of doctrine and divine arts, he showed his talent for spiritual magic in his second year in the Seven Colored Seas, and then he was trained alone in the Seven Colored Seas as a reserve member of the Sea Soul Guard. It wasn't until he was twenty-five years old that he was recognized by the Sea Emperor and was given the divine grace "Prison Soul" and became a member of the Sea Soul Guard.

For many years, Claude has always thought that he is a very ordinary and ordinary person, even if he is gifted by the Sea Emperor and given him divine grace ability, Claude still thinks that he is very ordinary, he knows that his talent is not outstanding, so he works hard to practice spiritual ability. As a result, he also earned the honorific title of "Soul Controller".

Although Claude was only standing in front of Lan Yiwen in the eyes of others, he had actually launched the "Prison Soul". "Imprisoned Soul" is a charismatic ability bestowed by the Sea Emperor that can imprison the soul of the enemy in the depths of consciousness, causing the enemy to completely lose control of the limbs. It is only through the unique method of inflicting on the "imprisoned" people that the imprisoned soul can be awakened.

Spiritual magic is different from energy magic and martial arts, and its power depends not only on the mental power of the person who released it, but also on the strength of the mental power of the caster. It is not easy to practice spiritual magic, and it can only be accumulated by the practitioner himself, and even the means of cultivation are very scarce. However, although the spiritual magic is not powerful in the early stage of cultivation, it is powerful when practiced in the depths. If it is a magic cast by a spiritual magician, it is not easy to guard against. Of course, spiritual magic also has its drawbacks, that is, it is easy to get tired after using it. Therefore, Claude also decides the size of the power to be cast on the prisoner soul according to the strength of the opponent, and does not waste the hard-won spiritual ability.

But today, Claude found that the reckless Terran man in front of him seemed to have a higher mental strength than he had expected. The mental intensity he unleashed on him was enough to make the soldier lose consciousness, but although the person in front of him looked shaky, he still remained awake.

Lan Yiwen only felt that bursts of sleepiness deep into his soul were surging like a tide, and although his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man in front of him, black patches had appeared in his sight from time to time.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, Lan Yiwen knew that it should be the middle-aged man on the other side who made the ghost.

"Mr. Lan Yiwen is a guest of the Three Princesses. ”

Just when Lan Yiwen felt that he couldn't support it anymore and was about to faint, an old voice came from outside the crowd.

Although the voice was not very loud, it sounded clearly in everyone's ears, which made Lan Yiwen's mind clear and his spirit shocked. Got rid of the effect of Claude's "Prison Soul".

At the same time, Claude's body also trembled imperceptibly, and he turned his head in surprise, looking for the person who spoke, and the words just now actually made Lan Yiwen break free from Claude's "imprisoned soul" technique.

With the sound of the wind, an old man approached slowly from a distance, every step seemed to have been measured to the same standard, although the sea breeze was fierce, but his neatly combed silver hair was still meticulous, not the slightest mess.

The children of the nobles who were watching spontaneously made way for the old man to approach.

"Hello, Lord Smellon, Lord Karl, hello. The old man's straight waist was slightly bowed. "Hello, Sir Merck. Even the fat Wright got a thoughtful greeting from the old man.

"It turned out to be the Moded Butler. Smelon looked at the old man deeply, he actually knew that there was such an old butler in the royal family of Morster, it is said that this old butler can be called a model of etiquette, and is called a textbook of etiquette. Of course, this is also said that this is the first time Smelon has seen this old man.

"Lord Smerlon...... Claude on the side looked a little ugly, stood beside Smerlon, and whispered softly.

As if to understand Claude's concerns, Smelon just bowed his head slightly, indicating that he understood.

"I've heard of Mr. Mode's name for a long time, but today it's really extraordinary. Smelon looked at the old butler in front of him and said unhurriedly, "But this person has offended the majesty of my Surge family, and he must be punished." ”

"I don't know what Mr. Lan Yiwen has done?"

"What does the eldest brother talk to a subordinate, no matter whose guest he is, I will arrest him back today. Carl on the side was really impatient, covering his hot nose and stealing his voice.

"Lord Karl, Mr. Lan Yiwen is the honored guest of His Royal Highness the Three Princesses, I'm afraid I can't let you take him away. The old man seemed deferential to Carl's dissatisfaction, but he refused to compromise at all.

"Do you know what it means to refuse my request?" Karl laughed angrily at the sight of his request being rejected by the old butler.

"The old man doesn't know, the old man only knows that Mr. Lan Yiwen is a guest of Her Royal Highness the Three Princesses. Mod lowered his gaze and didn't look at Karl.

"You!!" It seemed that he didn't expect that as a subordinate, this old butler would dare to refuse his request and contradict himself, Carl couldn't help but stagnate, and his tone was already a little angry.

The scene fell into an indescribable silence for a while, on one side was the Divine Grace family, which had always been respected, and on the other hand, the old butler beside the three princesses of the royal family, the two sides seemed to have a huge difference in status but fell into a scorching confrontation.

At this moment, a commotion came from far and near, causing everyone to look there together, only to see that a group of guards had come from below the cliff, led by Winchester Codo, the actual manager of the school grounds.

"Lord Kodo. The old butler bowed steadily.

"It turned out to be Master Kodo" In the face of Winchester Kodo, even Smelon can't handle it, after all, this person is an old nobleman of the Mengyuan Kingdom, and he is also highly respected in the royal capital.

"It turned out to be Prince Simeron and Prince Carl, I haven't seen Cohen for a long time, I remember the last time I hunted with him, that demon whale is really fresh in people's minds. I wonder how Cohen is doing now?Is he still so stubborn and likes to meditate on the hotbed of thorns?" Winchester was not surprised to see Smelon and Carl, but just chatted about family things as if an elder met a junior.

Hearing the old man mention his father familiarly, even Carl relented.

"Thank you Lord Winchester for your concern, my father is all right now, and two days ago he was talking about coming to visit you, and asking me not to trouble Lord Winchester here. Smellon's tone was gentle, he knew that the old man in front of him had indeed had a relationship with his father, although he was not very close, but he was not estranged either. What's more, the old man in front of him is indeed worthy of respect.

"That's fine, it's just that the two good nephews are doing here, is something going on here?" The old man looked around in surprise as if he had just discovered the conflict here.

"This man has offended my Surge family, and we are going to take him back for a small punishment, but this Modet Butler is here to stop him. Simeron still looked stern, and his tone was unhurried.

"Oh, is that so?" seemed to hear it for the first time, and Winchester showed just the right amount of surprise. Winchester turned his head and looked at Lan Yiwen with interest, it was this young man who looked very tired that stirred up this little strife.

Winchester looked at Carl, who was covering his nose on the side, paused and said to Smerlon, "Young people will inevitably be too angry, since this is the school field, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts, but it is not beautiful to hurt the harmony." Saying that, Winchester paused and took a small step forward, looked into Smerlon's eyes and said, "In this case, let this young man apologize, everyone thinks that peace is precious." ”

Hearing Winchester's obvious partiality, Smeron's eyes froze, he glanced at Lan Yiwen imperceptibly, stopped Carl, who wanted to speak, and said, "In that case, let's listen to Lord Winchester." After speaking, he looked at Lan Yiwen.

Lan Yiwen stood aside, looking at everything around him, he knew that he was bound to be strong, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he could only grit his teeth and admit it. "This time I was slightly offended, and I hope you will forgive me. Saying that, Lan Yiwen hugged his fists and apologized.

Winchester looked at Lan Yiwen's reluctant apology, with a smile on his face, which made people confused. And the two young masters of the Langyong family were so generous, which also made the onlookers who wanted to watch the excitement feel regretful, and they scattered with a sigh, leaving only a small number of people who did not give up.

After apologizing, Lan Yiwen followed Mode's housekeeper and left, not forgetting to take off the token of the Three Princesses.

Watching Lan Yiwen leave, Winchester said a little greeting, and then took the fat Wright to leave first, leaving only the two brothers of the Surge family.

"Big brother, why are you .......?" Karl looked angry and dissatisfied as he looked at the scattered backs of the crowd.

"It's not time to come into conflict with Morst, especially the butler named Mod, who is said to have been brought by the queen, and I don't know the details. There are rumors that he is a hidden master, but now it seems that it is possible. ”

"How so?" said Karl. ‘

"Needless to say, this place is vacant, you can practice by yourself first, I still have something to go first. Today is not without gain. With that, Smelon immediately turned and left.

"It's hidden. Suddenly, Carl and his maid were left on the cliff. A customary smile crept up on Karl's face, and although his nose was still bloody, the resentment disappeared in an instant

"They're all masters. Carl seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he were talking to the maid.

But behind him, the maid stood silently, her eyes devoid of light, as if she were dead.