Today's White Shoes Club has a slightly different layout than usual.

All the tables on the first floor had been pushed into the corners, and the front desk, where Aaron had been staying with the bartender, was empty. The chairs were divided into three groups and arranged neatly at the front of the stage, as well as on the left and right sides.

A few groups of reporters gathered in twos and threes in the gap between the three sets of chairs, whispering something, and a few flashing lights stood next to them. The largest camera was nearly a man tall, standing on the ground like a giant accordion; There is the compact camera which I can hold in my hand using a stand, too.

There weren't many people seated these days, but in the middle and front row was a knight in full armor and a helmet. There was no one around him, and the chairs around him were all empty. Even so, he sat motionless and sat up straight.

The knight alone occupies two positions. On the seat next to his right, a silver-white two-handed sword slanted diagonally. Its hilt was long, more than a third of its length, and the blade in front of it was long and narrow, but very thick. The blade of the sword was not a flat line, but a thin hexagon—more like a sharpened lance than a sword.

This is a weapon that attaches more importance to stabbing than slashing. It is clearly not suitable for use in the city...... This is one of the most common weapons used by air cavalry fighting on griffins.

It was placed in a heavy, leatherette scabbard with a silver-gray case, embedded with a large number of finely crushed diamonds, from which the word "honor" was spelled out. It's glittering under the lights.

This is a "sword of honor" that can only be temporarily obtained by retired air cavalry who have participated in the war and won at least three major victories. The word "honor" on it was designed and written by Queen Sophia herself, and the diamonds were embedded one by one by the craftsmen of the royal family.

Bestowed upon the Queen herself, this sword contains a powerful authority. If its descendants cease to be air cavalry, then it will be reclaimed after seventy years of inheritance; If future generations are willing to join the army, he can directly carry the sword to the Avalon King Air Force Academy - that means an honor that will be passed down from generation to generation.

Although the face is not visible from behind, the sword already indicates the identity of the Silver Armor Knight. He was none other than Director Gordon, who had just been transferred.

At Ivus's motion, Lily pushed Ivace's wheelchair and walked slowly.

Ivas just looked at Gordon from afar—he hadn't even gotten close before Gordon noticed his gaze and turned his head.

Noticing that the source of his gaze was Ehuas, the old knight nodded slowly. It seems to be a sign of friendliness, and it seems to be a sign of approval.

But then he noticed Princess Isabel, who was following Eivas. The old knight immediately got up, took off his helmet, and fell to his knees with a loud bang.

"The silver-crowned dragon is on top. Greetings to you, Your Highness. ”

Gordon's old, deep voice rang out, and it was unusually clear in the noisy club.

Those who had not been able to notice Ivas at first because of the crowd and noise were also attracted to Gordon's voice.

Realizing that Ivas was coming, the reporters subconsciously wanted to take pictures.

But before the camera could be set up, they noticed Princess Isabel who was following Ivas, and they were taken aback.

It's nothing to take pictures of Ivas without permission, and although he is the adopted son of the Moriarty family, he has not inherited the family armor after all.

In Avalon, the armor itself is a symbol of authority - those who wear it must be respected, but even a knight who can enter the Round Table Hall can go out without armor when he goes out, which means that he is now traveling as a normal person. You can be photographed or painted, you can be touched, and you don't need to greet you or give way when you meet.

But Isabel's situation is different.

Although Isabel, who turned her back on Avalon's sacred traditions and embarked on the path of beauty, is less recognized than her brother and brother, she is also a true royal daughter.

If they secretly photograph Isabel, I'm afraid it won't be until tomorrow...... When I go back tonight, there will be a knock on the door with white gloves in a black suit.

Those present either knelt down and bowed to Isabel's chest. The untidy and different greetings rang out one after another.

If it had been, Isabel would have been so nervous that her brain would have crashed by now.

But now she is just bold and takes a light breath.

He smiled gently at the crowd imitating Ivus, and beckoned around reservedly: "Good afternoon, everyone, please get up." May the silver-crowned dragon bless you.

"Once the ceremony begins, you can take pictures."

Isabel's crisp and melodious girlish voice sounded, and the people finished their salutes.

A strange thought popped up in their minds.

It seems like...... Her Royal Highness, the princess who rarely goes out, is not as shy and unspoken as the legend?

Isn't she quite decent?

At this moment, Aiden, who was compact behind Ehuas, ran over under the gaze of everyone, and removed the chair on the left hand side of the old knight Gordon with his head up.

Lily pushes Ivus's wheelchair and stops it in neutral with an elegant reversing move. Isabel sat on Evas's left-hand side. This made people who originally wanted to sit over and mix their faces with familiar faces not dare to sit over.

As a result, the seats in the middle of the first row were all empty from Isabel to the left.

So Ivas took the initiative to sit here with his classmates. Even so, the seat on Isabel's left was empty, and Angela was next.

As Ivas took his seat, the people who had been standing and chatting quietly in all corners of the club also consciously found their seats and took their seats. The person sitting to the right of Gordon in the next seat was a middle-aged man in a white suit with neat short blond hair.

Wearing a white suit means that he is a person who graduated from the first department and is engaged in law. Either a judge in a regular uniform or a lawyer.

He reached out and shook Gordon's hand, whispered a few words of conversation, and sat down.

From the right of him onwards, it became much more mixed, with people in all kinds of clothes. Edward, the eldest brother of Ivus, sat in the seat of the group on the left, nodded to Ivus from a distance, and did not come over to greet Ivus.

Gordon placed his helmet on the chair next to his sword.

He turned his head a little hesitantly and greeted softly, "Mr. Ewas." ”

"Director Gordon."

Ivus nodded at him and chuckled softly, "Or should I call you Inspector Gordon now?" ”

"Everything. It's just a job. ”

The old knight was obviously unimpressed by his promotion: "The inspector has what the inspector can do, and the inspector has what the inspector can do." It's all the same to protect Avalon, but the job content is slightly different.

"I have a question, Mr. Ewass. I hope you can help me. Pls my highness Isabel is ...... relationship with you"

"Ah, it's a friend."

Ivus replied with a smile.

He said, and glanced back at Isabel.

Isabel also heard the topic and leaned over to emphasize, "We are very good friends, Mr. Gordon. ”

Ivas patted her arm lightly and motioned for Isabel to sit back first.

For some reason, Isabel seemed to be in a good mood. Not only was she a little bolder than usual, but she even looked a little excited—if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people here, she might have hummed a song.

"Yes, Your Highness, I see."

The old man with dark blue pupils replied without hesitation.

He looked at Isabelle, who was holding her hand in Eivas's wheelchair, her resolute and vicissitudes of life on her face full of desire and stopping.

But in the end, he swallowed the words in silence. Bow your head and pretend you don't see anything.

The club, which was still bustling and even noisy, soon quieted down after the appearance of Aivus, or Princess Isabel. It took less than ten minutes for everyone to take their seats.

Soon, there were no more people standing in the lobby on the first floor, except for the reporters and photographers who were still standing, and the ombudsman and inspector standing in the corner. So the door was closed, and blue-white runes appeared on the walls.

Gordon was the only one in the room wearing armor, and there weren't even many people in black suits. One in five people wore white suits, and the rest were people who wore suits of other colors, or simply wore other clothes.

Most of them were officials—not only political and affairs officials, but also academics, priests, professors, and executives of large corporations. Ivas also saw his mentor, Professor Bard.

And the second floor is crowded with more people.

They are spectators and do not need to be specially invited, as long as they are adults and have a decent formal attire.

Aiden had found his father from the second floor of the club, and waved to him excitedly, pointing out to Ivas. It was a mild-looking, pot-bellied, white, fat, small-eyed businessman. The frightened middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and told him to be quieter with his mouth.

At this moment, Ivus's heart suddenly moved.

Because just now, the Shadow Demon woke up.

【My Master......】

A hoarse, vicious voice rang out from the bottom of Ivus's heart.

[I feel it, the thief who stole the power of the shadows is nearby-]

…… That assassin?

Ivus narrowed his eyes slightly.

- How dare you come?

This assassin of "Hawkeye" is not small.

This time was completely different from Monday - there were no more high-level transcendents here. And learned the lesson of the last time, and specially asked the legalists present to seal it when the door was closed.

Or is she just here to spy on herself?

Eivas touched the heavy key he hung around his waist, and his mood was calm.

This time Ivas was not afraid of her at all.

Rather, he couldn't even wait-

…… If you don't make a move, won't my key be in vain?

【My Master...... Will I be able to make a move this time? I mean, if your life is in danger......]

Shadow Fiend's voice became anxious and manic.

"Tell me first, where is she?"

Ivus asked inwardly.

So Shadow Fiend marked her target—

It gave a portion of its power to Evas. Even if there is only a level of shadow affinity, it can contain a little bit of the Shadow Fiend's qualities.

As a result, Ivus was given a brief "shadow vision" ability:

I saw that Aihuas's pupils darkened slightly, as if covered with a thin and transparent black veil.

In his field of vision, the entire space darkened. The black shade has become a transparent gray, and the color of the person hiding in the shadow has become darker.

Eivus could see clearly that the female assassin was hiding directly under the largest, cart-like camera in the lobby on the first floor, quietly hiding in the shadows.

"Not necessarily."

Ivus quietly withdrew his gaze, and then calmly replied in his heart, "I won't need you this time, Shadow Demon." It's up to me to do it. ”

【…… Well, master]

Shadow Fiend's voice grew quiet, cold. But it made her hoarse and mature female voice clearer, more like a human voice.

[Then I will lie dormant in silence here...... Let's wait and see.]

The implication was that if Ivas found that he couldn't beat it and shouted at it, then he might not be obedient.

Although it covets the sacred flesh and blood that is voluntarily sacrificed, the demons are arrogant after all.

Since it has already said that it can't use itself, it won't rush to help.

"Of course."

The corners of Aihuas's mouth rose, "I won't let you down. ”

He knew that if he could handle the situation now, for example, defeat an enemy who was stronger than him, or even just survive from the enemy...... Shadow Fiend, on the other hand, will respect him more. The fact that he can solve problems without relying on the power of Shadow Demon shows the strength of his mind and the prominence of his talents.

It is different from the almost irresistible control of demons brought about by the "shepherding law", and it really belongs to the approval of demons.

It's like Ivus is willing to challenge the evil sorcerer Veronica as a weak body.

After careful and meticulous planning and intrigue, he finally faced the strong with a weak body, and won perfectly or bit the flesh of the opponent...... This is the core principle of the Transcendent Way.

And this requires that he must have enough "talent" and "guts".

- The criterion of the way of transcendence is rebellion and victory.

(End of chapter)