The carriage drove slowly on the streets of the royal capital, and suddenly there was a sudden stop, and the groom knocked on the wooden door of the carriage.

"Your Royal Highness, the Dorn's ceremonies are going out of the city, or they are ......"

"Make way for them."

"Yes."

The groom hurriedly drove the carriage to the side of the road, and then lowered his head to face the middle of the street, and after a while, the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves sounded, and at the same time, with the collision of armor and iron swords, the earth seemed to tremble, and the groom hurriedly bent down slightly.

William lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out.

He recognized at a glance the origin of this order, it was the escort of the three princes of Donne, and he even saw the third prince walking in the middle on horseback.

Behind the third prince were several carriages loaded with treasures "looted" from Saidus.

William had seen this situation many times, and for as long as he could remember, every year many benefactors would come to fight the autumn wind, and every time it was successful.

The alien races of the Wolf Howling Prairie used a military invasion to raid the Saides;

The Dornes were slightly more civilized, and they wore diplomatic clothes over their armed forces.

In the streets of the kingdom, there was no sound other than the sound of the hooves of the horses of the Dorne. William looked around, and countless Sides were standing on the side of the road with their heads bowed and their heads bowed......

Even he, the seventeenth prince, could only make way for outsiders.

At this moment, William's hands were trembling, his legs were trembling, his teeth were chattering, and he almost burst out of his cheeks.

This is a memory response from the original body, clear and direct.

He was slightly silent......

Presumably, William used to stand at the head of the palace every year, quietly watching from the corner, and then watch the Dornish go away with the wealth of their country.

"Perhaps the arrogance he showed was not his intention, but just a self-imposed exile after discovering that he could not resist reality."

"The prince is still like this, let alone the commoners."

William took a few deep breaths to suppress his body's instinctive reaction, although he sighed for the fiery feelings of the original body, but after all, it was up to him to call the shots.

Looking at the solemnly armed knights on the streets, he had a deeper understanding of the kingdom of Saidus:

"The country is weak, and today it has reached the point where it cannot be contained......"

"Despised by the nations, despised by the aliens."

"It wasn't the golden tulips that could save him, it was blood and fire. Turn the tide and help the building to fall ......" William's eyes gradually brightened, and he muttered to himself:

"The horizontal knife immediately shows the true character of the hero!"

……

The iron cavalry is solemn, the military appearance is rigorous, and the advance and retreat are measured.

The Third Prince of Dorne rode on a large horse and proudly inspected his ranks, his sword armor of Dorne was world-famous.

The things on the carriage made him even more satisfied, and after returning home, a large part of them could become his own gains, and then use them as capital to participate in more fierce competition.

"Elise, are you happy with this journey?"

"General."

"It's just average? We've had more harvest this year than before. ”

"The people here are too weak for anyone to match me." An indifferent and confident voice came from a carriage, just enough for the third prince next to the carriage to hear.

The third prince laughed wantonly, "Your talent is too strong, it is difficult for your peers to find an opponent, not to mention that this is only the Kingdom of Saidus, your idea is unrealistic." ”

Elise was silent, picked up the bamboo curtain with her sword, and looked out with condensed starry eyes.

"Huh? It's him? The two carriages staggered, and in a short moment, the two pairs of eyes met for a moment, and neither of them spoke, but they did not blink, as if they were testing their endurance.

When the carriage disappeared into the street, William slowly retracted his gaze, "Even the carriage is wearing sword armor, and the princess and daughter are like this, which shows that the martial style of the Kingdom of Dorne is as vigorous as the rising sun." ”

On the other side, Elise also had a different feeling.

The person on the other side is no stranger, it is the seventeenth prince who duel with him, and he heard that he has an arrogant and arrogant personality.

Elise didn't know what the other party's personality was, but there was some evidence from his swordsmanship.

The knight's basic swordsmanship he practiced should be the curtain call performance method, but unfortunately there is no curtain call in the subtraction, but he is always aggressive and tries to win.

At that time, she still laughed in her heart: she was indeed arrogant.

But when she saw it today, she suddenly felt that her previous judgment was not accurate. Because those eyes were so bright, it was as if there was a fire burning inside.

"Seventeen princes, it's kind of interesting......"

……

After 5 days of recuperation, William appeared in the palace martial arts training ground.

This is a small martial arts training ground at the back of the palace, which is dedicated to the cultivation of princes and princesses. While some people prefer to practice alone, there is a weekly intensive practice to check their progress.

But there are a few people here today, why are there only six or seven?

"Mr. Salvatore, what about the others?"

"The eldest prince set up a banquet, and many princes and princesses went to participate, and several swordsmanship instructors also followed, saying that they were studying their homework somewhere."

"I see."

Several swordsmanship teachers each examine the students they teach, and then there is a round of cross-martial arts.

Salvatore was in charge of teaching four students, but only two were present today, one of whom included William himself.

Salvatore first asked the Thirteen Princes to show.

The thirteenth prince walked to the middle with his neck straight, saluted with his sword, and then quietly glanced at William, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"He's despising me." William read his eyes.

Where there are people, there are disputes, even among Salvatore's four disciples. Among them, thirteen and seventeen are representatives.

Both of them belong to the unfavored prince sequence, but thirteen is better, because he still has a strong maternal power behind him. In the future, even if it is divided, he will definitely be able to seal a rich and fertile territory, and he will not need to collect the team's wool, his mother will arrange it for him.

Without exploring the cause of the dispute, the current situation is: Thirteen despises Seventeen, and Seventeen looks down on Thirteen.

Each concentrated cultivation also represents a concentrated outbreak of disputes.

The Thirteen Princes were very serious when they began to display their swordsmanship, both in terms of speed and strength, which were remarkable. Salvatore nodded secretly.

When it was over, Thirteen looked at Seventeen, "I heard that someone's ass was broken, and I thought you would be carried over on a stretcher." ”

"Small injuries, don't worry about it."

"Missing you? I'm afraid you won't dare to come, I'm about to go to the Barron Domain, and it is said that the previous lord was killed in the lord's castle, and his head was taken off to make a wine glass. Thirteen said ill-intentionedly: "I have always thought that the head is a little too big to make a wine glass, and the night pot is just right." ”

"If you like it, I'll give you one later."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's compare, no limit."

"Thirteenth Prince, I haven't finished my homework yet......" Salvatore stepped forward, acting as a peacemaker as usual. If before, William had agreed to his challenge.

But now......

William agreed.