Sander didn't hide the greed and lust in his eyes.

He opened his arms as if to hug something: "Rosalina, don't you understand, those secret methods hidden by the Ballett family are not treasures for you, but nightmares, why don't you give them to me if you can't grasp them?"

"In this way, our Preslett family and your Ballett family are married, and who will dare to bully you in the future?"

Sander was still persuading, he wasn't in a hurry to do it, and if he could, he didn't want to fight Rosarina directly here.

Not unsure.

Although Rosarina used secret techniques to forcibly ascend to the sixth rank, there was still a huge gap compared to him, an existence who had been immersed in the sixth rank for many years and was about to break through the seventh rank.

Rosarina has already proved the value of the Ballett family's secret vaults with her skyrocketing strength, and what Sander is really worried about is that if Rosarina would rather die and destroy all the secrets together with the heart of a fish and a net, it will be all over.

So leave a little hope for Rosalina.

"Are you worried that I'm going to hurt Leonona?" Sander's face was full of gentle smiles, and his medium-length golden hair swayed in the wind, like a handsome and gentle guy with sunshine.

"Oh, don't worry, Rosalina, I promise that I will always pamper Leonona and will never let Leonona be wronged in the slightest."

Burst!

As soon as these words came out, Rosalina didn't even have time to respond, and suddenly a disdainful laugh came from the crowd around her.

The voice immediately darkened Tander's face.

With a gloomy face, Sander looked in the direction from which the voice came, he wanted to see who was so ignorant of death that he dared to laugh at himself.

It's just that when he looked over, Sander's face became even more ugly, and there was a young man of twenty-three or four, younger than Sander, with a stronger figure, and his appearance could not be called handsome, but the smile on his face had a very affinity.

He was dressed in a set of fiery red armor that shone brightly in the sunlight like a walking flame, and a long sword dangled from his waist.

"Rechel, is that you?"

Tander's voice was gloomy and a little dignified.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is an existence that Sander also has to be treated with caution.

Rachel. Gerald, the son of the sword saint Gerald, one of the Seven Sages of the Protector of the Country, although he is not a son-in-law, he is the most amazing swordsmanship talent among all his brothers and sisters.

Twenty-four years old, also of the sixth rank.

Right on Reychel's side, there were several sturdy swordsmen who could feel the strong transcendent aura at a glance, although there were not many of them, but all of them were of the fifth rank.

The sword master Gerald's swordsmanship was not just taught to his sons and daughters, he also had forty-nine personal disciples.

These forty-nine people are all powerhouses of the fifth rank, and they are a force that no one can take lightly.

But now the six Sword Saint disciples are not holding long swords, but carrying three boxes on their shoulders, as if they have suddenly changed from a powerful transcendent to a porter.

Rachel completely ignored Sander and walked straight towards Rosalina.

Bang.

Following Rechel's instructions, the box was placed on the ground with a dull sound, and there was no doubt that the contents were extremely heavy.

As Rachel opened the first box, a dazzling golden glow of sunlight instantly bloomed, and even Rosalina's beautiful eyes were stinged and blinked twice quickly.

If you look closely, the box is full of glittering gold bars. ap.

Then Rachel opened the second chest, which was full of gold pounds.

The third box was full of all kinds of medicinal herbs, and those with a little transcendent knowledge could immediately see that all the herbs inside were very precious.

A smile tugged at the corners of Rachel's mouth: "A hundred gold bars."

, one million gold pounds, Miss Rosarina is practicing the Dawn and Salvation Path, and in the end, this box contains all the potion materials of the sixth and seventh levels of the Dawn and Salvation Path, as well as some of the materials of the eighth rank."

Hiss!

As soon as these words came out, there was immediately a commotion among the lively crowd around.

That's a lot of money.

A million gold pounds is the cheapest thing in the three chests.

Even Rosarina's face changed, "What do you mean, Mr. Racell?"

Rachel smiled leisurely and glanced at Sander not far away with some mockery: "Miss Rosalina, please don't treat me and someone who has no gentlemanly manners and disgraces the face of the nobility as the same kind of person, and I can't do such a thing as coercing girls."

There is no doubt that the man who has no gentlemanly demeanor is Sander.

Tander's nose was crooked.

"I've admired you for a long time, and this is a dowry from my father."

Rosalina's beautiful eyes flickered rapidly, but Roger's figure appeared in her mind.

Rachel didn't know what Rosarina was thinking, and said to herself, "My father has something for me to tell Miss Rosalina, that if you become a member of the Gerald family, the Gerald family will provide shelter for all the members of the Ballett family."

Rosalina's mood didn't fluctuate too much because of this.

She understands that this is ostensibly a marriage proposal, but in reality it is a threat.

If he agrees to marry Rachel, the Gerald family will provide refuge for the Ballets, but if he refuses, then Rachel will also be part of the plundering of the Ballet's assets, just like Tander.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

A pair of eyes looked at Sander and Rechel.

The big guys are not idiots, so they naturally understand that Rachel's purpose is exactly the same as Tander's.

But look at the Gerald family's methods, it's called atmospheric.

Look at Sander again, don't want to give a penny to a blank check and want to prostitute for nothing? The dignity of the Duke's family has been lost.

Tander's face was already dark, his fingers were subconsciously clenched, and his eyes were full of killing intent, if it weren't for the fact that the name of the Sword Saint was not inferior to his father, he would almost be tempted to directly move and kill Raychel on the spot.

Damn, this bastard, did he come here to smash the field?

But Rosarina is still unmoved, she and Rachel have met only a handful of times, let alone any feelings, she will not feel any happiness at all in the face of Rachel's marriage proposal, some are just pressure.

"Ah, it's lively here, isn't it?" At this moment, another voice came from the crowd.

It's a crisp feminine voice.

A tall and beautiful girl had appeared at the front of the crowd, with short ear-length hair against her neck, and a low-cut dress revealing a touch of whiteness.

Dressed in the robes of a mystician, he swayed his graceful body and walked towards Rosarina step by step.

Rachel and Sander's brows furrowed almost at the same time.

Veronica, the Mystic!

The chief mystic of the kingdom's court and the only disciple of Elliott, the president of the Mystic Society.

This woman is also here, could it be that Elliott guy is also eyeing the secret secrets of the Ballett family?

"Miss Rosalina, this is a handwritten letter from my teacher, Mr. Elliott, who says he can take you and Miss Leonona as apprentices if you wish."

"You know, Mr. Elliot has a lot of research in occult arts, and being his disciple will also be very beneficial for you to master the power of Ballet's inheritance for 30,000 years, I hope you can think about it."

Veronica's voice has a charming style, and her every move is full of teasing, although her appearance is not beautiful, but this is definitely a woman who can make men crazy.

The pressure on Rosarina's shoulders was even heavier

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Rosarina even felt the urge to laugh out loud, it was the first time since she woke up that the Ballett family had been taken so seriously, it was a terrible feeling.

Rosalina wasn't even surprised that this was happening right in front of her eyes.

It's not been a day or two since these big families and big forces have been eyeing the Ballett family, but they were still afraid of decency before, so they wouldn't be too explicit.

But now, they don't have that patience.

Sander has already acted, and it is naturally impossible for the other forces to remain indifferent, and no one wants to see the Preslet family swallow all the treasures alone.

The seven old monsters contain each other, and no one can do it easily, so they can only arrange their own sons and apprentices to come forward.

A rich bride price, which was received as a letter to his disciples......

The value of these things speaks for itself.

But Rosarina was not moved at all, her eyes subconsciously looked at the crowd around her, searching, but soon the expectation in Rosarina's eyes gradually turned into loss.

She didn't see the man.

Now Roger might be in the bar waiting for his appointment.

Call...... Of course, there is also the possibility that the girl named Little Lilith did not allow Roger to go to the appointment at all, after all, Roger really doted on that girl.

But that's fine, he's already helped himself a lot.

The enemy he has to face this time is the Seven Saints of the Protector, who is completely different from Chloe, and he can't involve Roger in this kind of trouble because of himself.

"Tsk, it looks like I'm a little late......

A slightly bitter smile appeared on Rosalina's face, and as she had assumed, a fourth person had appeared.

This time it was Miles, the eldest son of Duke Morton!

"Teacher's ......"

Within the royal palace, the house of astrology!

A gentle girl held a cup of coffee and placed it on the table in front of the old man, her delicate brows furrowed slightly: "Miles, the son of Duke Morton, and Blake, the son of Duke Wycliffe, have also set off."

"The head of the Knights of the Royal City, Primo, also arranged for his nephew Morson to come over."

"Are you really not ready to act?" The girl asked with some curiosity.

She didn't think that the teacher was uninterested in the secret arts and sacred relics inherited by the Ballett family.

The old man in front of him was Mallory, the kingdom's chief astrologer.

And the most powerful astrologer in the kingdom didn't seem to hear his apprentice's voice at all, his eyes just stared at the astrolabe in front of him.

An indescribable sense of dread was growing in Mallory's mind.

Strands of scarlet silk spread from the edge of the astrolabe to the center like a spider's web, until the entire astrolabe was dyed the color of blood.

Death, death, death......