Chapter Ninety-Four: The Scepter of the Great Officer
"Her Royal Highness Catherine is the youngest daughter of Her Highness Zocchio, she was born in May when the three comets crossed the northwestern sky, and she is considered the elder sister of Her Highness Hyde. Her temper was so rough that even her grandfather, Mistress Pierrot, was often troubled by it. Moreover, she has no experience in real war, and she does not understand the seriousness of her attack at all, and it is my responsibility not to stop her foolishness. β
The Golden Armor's Edgeworth Director bowed his head, his voice muffled. Upon hearing this, the Imperial soldiers and Kislev soldiers gathered around the city gate booed in surprise, lowered their swords and spears, loosened their bowstrings, and some laughed. It turns out that in the final analysis, this brawl can be regarded as a sister and brother who do not know each other, so there is no need for tension and war preparation, this is a family dispute. Miss Grisha, the chubby ice mage, also let out a long breath and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, as the master, she didn't want a civil war between the guest troops, and it was best to resolve the conflict.
"Regardless, she's also the cousin of His Highness Hyde, the granddaughter of Hyde's grandfather, Mistress Pierrot, and the genius of Tyrill's new metal mage. Now that the Great War is imminent, all the goals are for the Holy War to save the capital of King Kislev, so I hope that His Highness Hyde will ignore his past suspicions and not hold His Highness Catherine responsible. His Royal Highness Hyde and Miss Frey's injuries will be treated as best we can. Here, on her behalf, I would like to express my deep apologies to His Highness Hyde. β
The old man named Cicero took off his hat and knelt down on one knee to old Loren and Hyde, solemnly expressing his repentance. Princess Catherine, who learned that she had injured her cousin, also lost her sharpness just now, lowered her red-haired head in frustration, and unconsciously rubbed her hands around.
"I, it's nothing ......"
Hyde almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence, which was a lie. The great pain of the burn in his chest tormented his nerves, causing his handsome face to twist, and his teeth clenched against each other with a slight grinding sound. The pain of a severe burn was terrible, it was the first time he had experienced such pain, the pain seeping into his nerves, tearing at his body almost inch by inch, nothing compared to the battle of the Chosen Knight of Chaos. But he endured it as much as he could, he didn't want to turn his face with his own cousin because of this incident, no matter what, she was also his mother's relative, a relative related to his own blood.
"Your Highness Hyde, please let me see your injuries, I understand the mechanism of damage caused by metal-based spells. β
Ice mage Grisha was a sensitive person, and she noticed Hyde's expression and hurriedly ran over, hexagonal snowflake crests fluttering around her fat side with a chill. Frey hurriedly stood up and put her arm around Hyde's shoulders to make room for Grisha.
"My God, Your Highness Hyde is badly wounded! You are a strong man......! I don't know how to take it seriously! Zero distance against the armor to release the metal zero spell, just when we meet, you want your brother's life? Who is in charge of your education?"
Grisha exclaimed at Hyde, then frowned, and harshly reprimanded Catherine as she stood aside. The red-haired girl's metal-based smelting blow nearly melted the bowl-sized armor in an instant, burning a deep three-inch-sized scar on Hyde's left chest, and the skin was scorched and flipped over, and the crimson and scorched wounds were half an inch deep, chilling. One can imagine how painful it will be at that moment!
"Miss Grisha of Kislev, let me take care of this. This is the military law of the Sigmar Empire, not a matter of children's education, and the provocateur must be responsible!"
This was the cold voice of the Imperial Lord, a thin old man dressed in an embroidered white robe with golden griffins and elaborately embossed chest armor on his wheels, surrounded by a group of Rick guards in blue armor and white cloaks. He glanced at Catherine, then turned away, put his palm close to Hyde's wound, and silently recited the incantation. With the old man's actions, a brilliant coat of arms of the goddess Sharaya rose dazzlingly from his withered palm, gradually covering the charred wound, emitting a dazzling light.
"You are strong and kind, but a little impatient and naΓ―ve, as Grund's granddaughter narrated, to be careful of your opponent's sneak attacks in the future. You trust others too much, but there are too many stingers in this world, and you must remember. β
The Imperial Grand Lieutenant paused, his deep gray eyes staring at Hyde's resolute face, and his voice became gentle. But the mention of "Grund's granddaughter" was a bit confusing to Hyde. Although he had had had a meal with the old man a few days earlier, he didn't know much about the old man, let alone that he was a person with the skills of a priest Sharya. Except that his name is Guz von Berlissingen.
"Thanks to your rescue, my pain was quickly relieved...... No, it's almost gone, please......"
The effect of the little divine seal was so amazing that Hyde paid a surprise to the thin old man, but was immediately interrupted by the old man's answer. Frey, beside him, burst into tears of joy, and the golden-armored maiden, Princess Catherine, opened her mouth wide and did not know what to say.
"You don't have to thank you, although the burns are very serious, but it is nothing under my divine seal, I have too much experience, and I can still deal with this little metal spell. β
Accompanied by the brilliant white holy light, the old man with a high crown indifferently talked to Hyde about the efficacy of this magic technique.
"Young Divine Servant, I forgot to tell you that I have been honored to receive the grace of the Goddess of Mercy for forty-seven years before I took charge of the scepter of the Great Priest of the Great Holy War Imperial Expeditionary Force, and I served as one of the Six Pillars of the Supreme Temple of Sharya in the Imperial Capital of Aldolph City. Field Marshal Grund was an old friend of mine, and after his heroic soul had followed St. Sigmar, I had taught his granddaughter the mercy of Sharya for ten years. His granddaughter's name is Greenhill, and now she is the wife of His Excellency Yang, Second Generalissimo of the Imperial Court, and you have saved her life, and I have not had time to thank you formally before I have time. β
The voice of the Grand Baggage Officer was not loud, but it caused a commotion among the Tubaro soldiers, and the expressions of many dimmed, and the face of the Edgeworth Director had turned black, and he began to sense that Catherine's behavior was worse than he had imagined.
"Now, I'm going to deal with Officer Tubaro, whose name is Catherine, rightly for violating military law. β
When Hyde's treatment was over, the white-robed old man turned around and made a proclamation to the princess and the soldiers. In an instant, his voice became cold, and his eyes glowed with a gloomy light, with an indescribable power, which made the red-haired brutal girl princess suddenly froze, as if frozen by ice magic.
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