Opirok's mood at the moment was as depressed as the sky outside the window.

His father, the Grand Duke of Bavaria, had just summoned him for a long talk, and the content was nothing new, but it was still about the marriage. The Grand Duke insisted that Louis IX's marriage was a great honor for the Duchy of Bavaria and a testament to the goodwill of the royal family of the Rhine Confederation. For the sake of the future of the entire principality, Opirok must accept this marriage.

Although it was already morning, the gloomy sky did not cast much light into the Grand Duke's study. Five huge candles burned brightly on the candlestick, and the warm light dispelled a lot of gloom.

"Father! The three miracles recorded in the history books have made the three great empires, and with these examples in front of us, Louis IX could not have been wary of us at all! He did not strike preemptively, but he was not prepared to go to war immediately, and he had no chance of winning! This marriage was nothing more than an attempt to delay time!" Opiroc was a little excited, and walked around the scarlet carpet irritably.

Old Reinhardt, who was sitting on the high-backed chair, moved his body and said slowly: "Having said that, this time he gave you the marriage of Princess Floya, who is more than her surname, which is also sincere. I heard that Floya, this kid has a charming appearance, and he studied under the Archmage of Hierro, which is enough to be worthy of you. You saw her that night, how did you feel?"

Ophorok was not surprised that the Grand Duke knew about it. The elder Reinhardt has been in the political arena and on the battlefield for 30 years, and Bavaria has been run from a small county to the current possession of the most powerful military force and national power of the Rhine League, which is not just a matter of luck. In recent years, although the old Reinhardt has become older, more conservative and less aggressive, but his scheming methods will only become more old and deep. Even Opirok himself didn't know how much strength his father had in the shadows after all. While the combat power of the Knights of the Lionheart alone was enough to make any opponent think carefully before offending the Duchy, Opirok would never be so simple as to believe that his father only had these superficial strengths in his hands.

Opiroc sighed and said: "Father, in front of the throne, what is there that can not be sacrificed? Not to mention just a princess? Louis IX is not willing to provoke Hierro, how can we be willing to make such an enemy? If Louis IX turns his face, can we really kill Floya? Besides, if the other party deliberately delays, only engaged, not married, Louis IX will be ready in military affairs in a year." I don't think it's better to refuse this marriage and disrupt Louis IX's layout. ”

The eldest duke still said unhurriedly: "Children, how many marriages between nobles are based on feelings? Marriage is just a bond of interest and blood that binds the two families together. I think the real reason why you don't want to accept the princess is because of the magician named Elesis. ”

Ophirok was silent, and made a tacit acquiescence.

"This Elesis ......," the old duke muttered for a long time, apparently struggling with how to use words. "She's a peerless beauty, and she's so powerful that she probably comes close to a magister in my opinion! Only, child, as you said, anything can be sacrificed for the throne. If you were just an ordinary young man without this talent, I wouldn't ask you that. But you are very talented, and the Duchy and the William family are likely to carry forward your fame and fame through the ages! Influencing Qingming decision-making for a woman is not the work of a wise man! Besides, I am not yet to the point of being dizzy with old eyes, and the dark aura of Elesis is so strong that it will never be just the result of practicing dark magic. At this time, you have to be careful of getting into trouble!"

Opirok said in a deep voice, "Father! Elesis would never do anything unfavorable to the principality. Moreover, with our strength, even if we start fighting now, I am sure that we will defeat the Rhine League within three years! If it is a competition of personal strength, there is no need to worry. Even if Prosis himself came to the principality, it was uncertain who would win or lose between me and him. ”

Old Reinhardt looked at his son, who was as calm as a mountain, and only said lightly: "Child, the paladin is not invincible in the world, and the battlefield and politics are also completely different fields. Looking at the mainland, although there are almost no people in the younger generation who can compare with you, if you underestimate the heroes of the world, sooner or later you will suffer. ”

"Father, we are the only principality in the League that supports the Holy Church. The three thousand Templars promised by the Church would arrive in the Duchy in two months. With my Golden Lion Knights and Knights Templar alone, I am sure to defeat the Rhine League. Besides, my uncle Philip the Great will never sit idly by, so why should we be afraid?"

The eldest duke sighed and said, "Child, you have been regarded as a genius since you were a child, and you have become the youngest paladin in the continent at a young age, and with the strong support of the Holy See, it can be said that you have never encountered any setbacks. But the world is unpredictable, in the political arena, what kind of kinship can provide you with eternal guarantees! The church is full of factions, and your uncle Philip the Great is very ambitious, how do you know that we will not lure the evil wolf into our home?"

"Uncle has promised that in the event of a war between the Duchy and the Alliance, he will unconditionally send troops to help. The requirement of the church was that churches could be established in the cities. How many cities in the Principality, as a religious state, do not have churches? What difference does it make between having such conditions and not having them?"

"Son! No matter what way you think about it, accepting Floya is only good for the principality, and there is no harm in it! You can't see the obvious fact that you have fallen for the 'charm' magic! This Elesis has such a suspicious origin, but you are my only son, and I have never asked about it. But now that the forces of all sides are gathering towards the Alliance, will others not pay attention and not ask questions? Could it be that Augustus, the head of the Knights of the Templars, will also turn a blind eye? The law enforcers of the Inquisition are also blind? Where have all your decisions and your wisdom gone? If you continue like this, let alone defeat the Alliance, I am afraid that you will not even be able to protect yourself and Elesis! From this day on, Elesis will disappear from the public, and you will no longer be as unscrupulous as before!"

Opirok said coldly: "Father, we don't need to be so careful, can Elesis disguise herself with other breaths?"

The old duke saw Ofirok's stubbornness, and was also a little helpless, and said, "Actually, according to my thoughts, Elesis should go away immediately. But the child's surname is stubborn, so he should refuse. Aoife, think about my words when you go back. There are too many variables in this world, and there are too many unknown forces, and your power cannot determine everything. ”

Opirok understood these truths at a very young age, but he was never able to remain calm and sane when it came to Elesis. Coming from the study, Opirok pondered the current situation as he strolled towards his courtyard. Far away, he felt the powerful magic fluctuations that flickered in the courtyard, and it was clear that Elesis was not in a good mood at the moment. The golden lion smiled bitterly, with Elesis's arrogance, where would she be willing to avoid or restrain her own aura? Elysis's magic is unmatched, and what she showed that day was far from her true strength. With the combination of the Paladin and the Grand Magus, who will he be afraid of? What's more, Ophirok sneered, he hadn't yet shown his full strength.

But with Opirok's wisdom and force, he couldn't figure out how to explain the marriage and comfort Elesis in a rage. But even if it was really hell ahead, he could only jump hard.

Opirok let out a long sigh and stepped through the door with a resolute look on his face.

Rogge was leisurely walking around the city, drinking tea, eating lunch, and going to the 'Hammer of War' to take a look, and taking a nap by the way. With enough spirits, he walked out of the 'Hammer of the God of War' and rode slowly to the southwest of the city.

A black ornate carriage rushed up from behind, and a hint of danger emanated from the carriage. Rogge's instinctive cold hair stood on end, and under the induction of mental power, he found that the driver who was driving the car actually hid an unusually large amount of energy, and that energy was the yellow-green color that he was very familiar with. And in the carriage were two more terrifying and powerful masses of energy. One was a blue fighting energy with a little starlight, and the other energy was a bright red magical energy that was rolling extremely restlessly.

Rogge smiled bitterly, in front of these three evil stars, it is better not to try to escape. In the public, I don't think the other party will blatantly kill the killer. "What's more," Rogge thought to himself, "Isn't Lao Tzu worthless at all?" Thinking that she desperately pulled Elesis back from the other world, although it was not so voluntary, she should always say something, right?

Soon the carriage was parallel to Rogge, and the coachman lifted his hat and smiled at Rogge, but in the fat man's eyes, David's handsome face was full of yellow-green thorns, making him as unhappy as if he had been targeted by a bug. At this moment, the curtain opened, and a small face so beautiful that Rogge was dizzy appeared on the window.

When he glanced at it from afar, Floya's beautiful and vulgar face had already intoxicated Rogge. The moment is so close that Rogge can't bear it. With a bang, the whole world exploded in Rogge's brain, and every fragment was shining with this little witch!

Floya couldn't help but smile as she looked at Rogge's lost soul. This smile narrowly knocked Rogge off the horse.

For a moment, Rogge's mind was filled with almost naked bodies flying in the air, and a small puppet was doing the same thing. In this regard, Rogge's instincts are always faster than reason, and his body reacts immediately. The three people in the carriage were all top figures, and they noticed Rogge's changes at the first time, and their eyes were focused on Rogge's crotch. Although the fat man's face was thicker than cowhide, he couldn't help but turn red at this moment under the gaze of the six strange eyes like knives and swords.

Rogge was sweating profusely, desperately trying to calm down his physical reactions, but to no avail. This kind of reaction has always been to suppress and stand firm, and the more you try to suppress it, the more harmful it will become. The spear stood up straight, and it became more and more obvious. Rogge hurriedly mobilized his mental power to concentrate on that place, but it instead skyrocketed by one number, so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his mental power.

Although this discovery will be useful in the future, it can only add fuel to the fire for now.

Behind the little witch's little face, which was destined to be a disaster for thousands of years, there appeared a face that was almost as beautiful, but extremely annoying. Andrei looked at Rogge with disdain and snorted with disdain.

With the same two peerless faces, Floya made Rogge unable to help herself, but Andre was like a basin of cold water with ice cubes, which immediately restored a severely congested part of the fat man to normal. After Rogge sobered up, he immediately piled up a flattering smile on his face, and said curtly: "Several of them are big shots, I saw them in a hurry that night, and I didn't have time to say hello, hehe, it's really rude!"

Andre snorted lightly and said lightly: "I was in a hurry that night. My brother has been praising you afterwards, so we must come and take a closer look at you. When I saw it today, His Excellency Rogge was really 'extraordinary'!

Rogge immediately smiled and said, "His Excellency Andrei is a disciple of the Sword Saint and the son of the generalissimo of the alliance Rocherio. Why not look at the next little knight of the second rank. I lost my temper just now, but it's really no wonder. Princess Floya is peerless, how can a low-level nobleman who hasn't seen much of the world in the next one still be able to control herself?"

Floya laughed coquettishly and happily accepted Rogge's sycophant.

Rogge looked at the words, rolled his eyes, and said: "Only with the noble bloodline of His Excellency Andre and the unparalleled style and martial arts in the world, is Princess Floya's good match." I admired His Excellency Andre's swordsmanship very much, although I couldn't understand it that night, but after thinking about it repeatedly in the past few days, I finally had some experience. I only hope that after ten years of hard work, there will be some of the achievements of His Excellency Andre today. ”

Andre snorted and said, "Just by you, you want to learn the sword skills of this 'Blue Falling Stars' after ten years of hard work? I can recall the sentence, "Only with the nobility of His Excellency Andrei's bloodline and such graceful martial arts are a good match for Princess Floya." I couldn't help but think it was true, and I felt a great deal of use in my heart. When I turned my head to look at Floya's hibiscus-like side, my heart suddenly felt tender.

For a while, Andre felt that this Rogge was knowledgeable and interesting, and he was more insightful and insightful, and understood the truth that beauties are matched with heroes, and it seems that his brother David still has some eyes for people. He couldn't help but glance at Rogge, feeling that his chubby face seemed to have suddenly become much cuter, and felt that the cold words he had just spoken to him seemed to be a little too much.

Rogge was ashamed in his heart, feeling a little sorry for Ophilok, and secretly thought to himself: "Lord Ophilok, now that my life is worried, you can only be wronged." Anyway, the paladin must have a large belly, and you are a real hero, so you must not be able to compete with this white-faced Andre. Of course, if you really can't compete for him, this hero title may not be worthy of the name. ”

Rogge thought about it, and it was clear that Andre wanted to give Opie Rock a green hat. Cuckolding a paladin is not a trivial matter, if he is Opirok, he must find a dark and windy night to secretly kill this Andre.

Floya stared at Rogge with a smile in her eyes, from the top to the bottom, and from the bottom to the top, Rogge was uncomfortable, and wondered if she was wearing the wrong clothes somewhere.

"Lord Rogge, you were very good at pitying the jade that night!"

Her short sentence immediately made Rogge fall into an ice cave, and his hands and feet were cold in an instant. He could barely hold himself back, so he was about to launch a mental shock and then flee.

Fortunately, after Floya said that, there was nothing else to say. Rogge's beating heart calmed down somewhat, but from Floya's face, Rogge couldn't tell if she already knew that she was the one who provided Elesis with spatial positioning.

David raised his horsewhip and said with a smile: "Okay, I've seen it, let's go first." By the way, I have been absent from the legion for a long time, and the military discipline of the Blue Wolf Knights has been slack. Also, there is a 'Night Home' hotel in front, which is very interesting, don't miss it!"

As he spoke, David drove away.

In the distant carriage, André quarreled with David again.

"This Rog is quite interesting, has great potential, and seems to have begun to understand how to use mental power. But that's not all it takes, is it worth it for us to run for him once?, my dear brother, is it worth it that you put so much thought into him? Could it be because you smell the same thing about women?"

David sat comfortably in the driver's seat, and replied with a smile: "My dear brother, in front of the noble Princess Floya, you should say a few words, so as not to vent your country master's old background." Maybe you should go to the Dro Empire and be a swordsman under the command of your eldest brother for two years to expand your strategic vision. This Rogge, the magic is that his strength is good, there are quite a lot of tricks, and there are still a lot of problems. Lustful, greedy, despicable, and obscene, there are a lot of them. I almost couldn't move him, and a great master like my dear brother didn't bother to touch him. This is the truth of wisdom to protect oneself in troubled times!"

Andrei snorted and did not answer. Grand Duke Rocherio had many children, and the three most outstanding were the eldest son Solomon, who is now the head of the Knights of the Dro Empire, the third son David, and the youngest son Andre. Solomon's army was slightly outstanding, David was good at politics, and as for the highest martial arts, Andre was the best.

Although Andre is arrogant, he is not arrogant, he knows very well in his heart that because he has been focusing on swordsmanship for more than ten years, there is almost nothing else in his life. When it comes to politics and the art of war, there is a huge difference between himself and his two elder brothers. But there must be a place to vent anger, so a crow that doesn't open its eyes becomes a scapegoat.

The crows in the trees suddenly panicked, and a crow fell to the ground, its body constantly shooting out blue light, and slowly even its blood-red eyes turned blue. In the blink of an eye, the crow turned into a blue crystal bird. A breeze blew, and the blue crystal crow turned into countless tiny flying debris and disappeared.

Rogge watched the crow that had been with him for a whole day turn into ashes with mixed feelings, sighed slightly, and drove the horse away.

In a dark room somewhere in the city of Lille, a tall, thin figure fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. He cursed André in strange language with hatred. Although there was no one around, he only dared to scold in a low voice, as if he would be heard if he was a little louder.

Rogge had just taken a few steps when he was greeted by a small inn. The inn was deserted, and there seemed to be no guests inside, except for two soldiers standing at the door. The iron sign shook in the cold wind.

"Back to the inn at night?" Rogge reads the sign in front of the inn. For a moment, he only felt that there was something indescribable about this little shop, it was a feeling of déjà vu, but strangely enough, he had never been to this place. While thinking about it, the little shop was already far behind by the horse that was trotting briskly all the way under his crotch.

Why are there soldiers standing in front of the inn?" Rog suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he squinted his eyes and thought about it carefully. "Well, judging from their attire, those two soldiers should be from the Blue Wolf Knights, and that look is not like eating or anything, but like ...... What is it? By the way, it's guarding! What are they guarding?"

Rogge suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately pulled his horse and turned around, and rushed to the inn.

Before they could reach the store, the two soldiers of the Blue Wolf Knights turned their heads to stare at Rogge, looking a little nervous. Rogge dismounted and was about to enter the shop, but was stopped by the two knights.

"Stop!

Rogge smiled and said, "I want to drink saliva and stay in a hotel." ”

The two soldiers looked at each other and said coldly, "This inn is full. ”

Rogge looked inside and said, "No, it doesn't seem to be anyone, why is it full?"

One of the two soldiers became impatient with a fierce face, and scolded: "This shop is covered by the masters today! Are you not long-eyed, but the uncles are from the Blue Wolf Knights! The uncle is doing business here, let you get out, you will get out, where is there so much nonsense! Beware of hindering the uncle's official duties!" Although Rogge is dressed in civilian clothes today, the horse he is riding is a valuable thoroughbred horse, so although this knight is domineering, he also knows some advances and retreats, and he fights without making a move.

On the second floor of the hotel, there was a sudden sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground, and a hoarse voice scolded rudely: "Damn, it's all come to this, you little bitch still doesn't want to fucking be honest! But the spicier it is, the more it suits Lao Tzu's appetite! Hold it down for me! Don't move it now, I'll let you move it right away!"

A faint whimper and cry came from the second floor, apparently a young woman, still gagged by the voice. As soon as the voice reached Rogge's ears, his complexion suddenly changed, and he rushed to the store.

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