Three days later.

The skies of the city of Czeston were spotlessly washed by a heavy rain.

Today is a rare good weather, the sun is breaking through the thin clouds on the snow and spreading to the earth, and even the haze is dispelled.

Although it is still bitterly cold, there is a hint of spring.

The snowy arena on the north side of the city-state has become the focal point of today, with marble floors and majestic stone pillars mimicking the temple-like structure that encloses the center of the arena, while the outer circle of upward grandstand seats forms the grand view of the building.

Today, many of the magnates of the Snowfield Province have come to the city-state Knights Arena in Czeston City.

It is often used for training within the Knights of the City-State, competitions held within the City-State, or for some large-scale events.

Fitting in with today's weather, the bright morning sun shines through the opening at the top and spreads in the center of the site's white tiles, as if to give this place a sacred blessing.

Early in the morning, many nobles dressed in fine costumes arrived, and they sat in the VIP seats on the high part of the arena, talking and laughing.

At the same time, many residents of Chingston City came to watch the public duel.

As time went on, the seats in the arena became fuller and fuller.

The voices of the citizens and even the anticipation and curiosity about the upcoming game have converged into a relaxed atmosphere, hovering over the entire arena, waiting for the excitement and excitement to come.

"Maybe today's competition will be a good story."

"I heard from Lord Viscount Chenston, the two of them knew each other at a very young age, and when they met again many years later, they had to get through such a difficult time."

"Although it is difficult for Prince Char to win, isn't it precisely the headwind that makes the love affair of the boy and girl more touching?"

“……”

In the VIP seats on the high ground, listening to the chatter of these civilians, Viscount Blake Bonn snorted coldly.

"Something beautiful, trample on it and it's over."

Originally, he heard that for three days, there was not much Char in Chingston City, and he thought that Char might have abstained and ran away.

Unexpectedly, Char had already gone to the players' lounge today to prepare.

It seems that the two students took him to the outside of the city for three days of special training.

Viscount Blake Bonn was amused to think about it, but he turned his head sideways, looked at Professor Metch on the side, and asked:

"Professor Meech, what do you think of the odds of winning this game?"

"Ten and zero."

Meech said with the same certainty and absolutely.

"Hmph, today's good day is a good day for me to become governor."

Viscount Blake Bonn sneered darkly.

He actually hated the two young men and women who seemed to be calm.

At that time, in the living room of Viscount Kingston's house, the feeling of always watching a play was like looking down on him, a kind of superlative contempt.

And.

The most important thing is......

Obviously, the ghost party he entrusted can get rid of Charyana on the way.

There is a high probability that it was those two guys who intervened sideways to make Char come to Cchenston City!

But now that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, he will soon be able to make these two people pay something in the Snow Plains Province.

Meanwhile.

The other side of the stands.

Viscount Levine Chindton, who was entertaining other powerful people from the Snow Plains Province who had come to Czeston City as guests in the VIP seat, followed his gaze and movement to find the conspicuous figures of Lanch and West Germany on the seat.

It wasn't long before Viscount Levine Chingston finished greeting the magnates around him, and he walked towards the side of his heart.

Viscount Levine Chingston sat tiredly on the side of the two of them.

"I'm sorry I didn't entertain two distinguished guests from Helrom."

He said to Ranch and Sid,

"I'm personally very sorry for the bad experience you had when you arrived in Chingston City, and I ask you not to blame Char and Lilith."

Viscount Levine Chingston bowed his head and apologized sincerely, and he didn't seem to mind sitting here to watch with the two of them, and to talk as much as an uncle did with the boy and girl next door.

This belated apology was due to his busy schedule, and because he had heard from the butler that he hadn't seen Char and the two of them in the Lord's Mansion for the past two days.

He didn't see where Char had gone.

"It's okay, we have a good impression of Chingston City, but there may be some outlaws disturbing Snowfield Province."

Ranch said with a smile.

The Viscount of Chiston was a more easy-going, gracious and sensible man than expected, as evidenced by his previous constant defense of Char.

Sid sat silent, just holding his cheek with one hand and looking down at the field.

In fact, as long as she is willing, it is not difficult to kill all the people in a province, and what is in front of her is just a small fight.

“……”

Viscount Levine Chingston was silent for a moment, only to observe the two of them for a while between the words.

Regardless of the apparent rank of the young man and woman or the situation in the academy that he had just been asked, the calm aura with which they had always been that day impressed Viscount Levine Chamston very deeply, and he believed that the two students were not simple.

It's hard to describe what it was like or what evidence there was for these two people to be unique.

But Levin can judge one thing-

They are the superiors.

As for the 40 and 60 credits, they must have been made nonsense by the two in order to tease Viscount Bonn.

"Can you tell us about the current situation in the Snowfield Province?"

Rankie took a notebook out of the inside pocket of his suit, pulled out the pen hanging from the side, and began to ask Viscount Levine Chenston.

In addition to training Char these days, he has also been investigating, and it is rare to have such an opportunity to sit down and ask Viscount Levine Chingston and verify the information.

"Ahem."

Viscount Levine Chingston subconsciously sat up straighter and cleared his throat.

I don't know if it's a conditioned reflex, or because of the investigation team that just received the imperial capital Herrom some time ago, or if the young man in front of him has a unique temperament.

Sid on the side just listened quietly, and she naturally knew why Lanch hadn't dismantled the impostor Meech at the Lord's Mansion in Chingston City.

Although it is possible to debunk the counterfeit goods in the first place, it is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to close the net directly without knowing the information clearly when you have just arrived in a town that is isolated from the news.

Her son likes to cast a long line to catch big fish.

"Alas, this starts with the historical legacy of our Snowfield Province, which is the vacancy of the post of Governor."

Viscount Levine Chingston sighed and told the two of them......

As a long-term autonomous and remote province, the province of Snowfield has a recognized or tacit agreement -

The ascension of the governor required the approval of the lords of several city-states.

At the beginning of this winter, the ghost party has become more and more rampant.

The lords were probably convinced that they could no longer allow the criminals to run wild.

"However, the selection of candidates has never been negotiated, and the local magnates all hope to nominate someone from their own family to be the governor, and the capable and skilled people in the imperial capital will not run from Helrom to their snowy province at this time, and if they are incapable, it is impossible for several lords to let him take office, so they began to stalemate again."

"It wasn't until this Professor Mechi passed through our snowy province and arrived in Bonn City, where he befriended Viscount Blake Bonn, and was soon introduced by Viscount Bonn to several other lords."

When Viscount Levine Chingston said this, he looked at Lan Qi helplessly, believing that there was no need to continue, and the two imperial capital visitors should also understand.

There is no doubt that Professor Metch does have credentials from the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos.

With the help of Professor Mech's authority, momentum, and connections, Viscount Blake Bonn has gathered many powerful people in a short period of time, forming an interest group, and once the interest group is formed, it can begin to run on those who are unwilling to join them.

Several other lords may have already decided, and Viscount Levine Chesston has not yet made a statement.

At present, it seems that in today's competition, Viscount Blake Bonn may take the opportunity to let everyone make a statement about the governor together.

"Haven't any of you lords questioned the authenticity of Mechi's identity?"

Ranch asked, looking up as he recorded his confession.

"A few days ago, a visitor from the imperial capital passed through several of our cities, and he did learn about the recent changes in the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos, which is very consistent with all the deeds that Professor Meqi unintentionally revealed about himself, but even the visitors from the imperial capital are not very clear about the inside story of the specific academy changes, only that it happened when they just left the imperial capital."

Viscount Levine Chingston grimaced, shook his head and whispered.

Since then, they have not dared to offend Professor Meech at all.

"Understood."

Lan Qi nodded, the "Imperial Capital Visitor" that Viscount Levine was referring to should be the investigation team, but Viscount Levine Chindton described the investigation team very vaguely, and it seemed that there was a gag ban that could not be mentioned.

He closed the notebook in his hand.

"I think the province of Snowfields really needs a capable governor."

Lan Qi picked up the cat boss who had turned into a tearful cat again, looked at the field in his thoughts, and muttered to himself.

“……”

Viscount Levine Chingston didn't understand what Ranch meant by that.

Perhaps Lanch, who came from the imperial capital of Herrom, was indeed dissatisfied with the current situation in their snowfield province.

But for now, Viscount Levine Chingston is no longer able to look at the big picture and worry about the big picture.

He didn't even know how Char was going to fight Dean today.

He very much hoped that Char would win.

If Char wins, it's okay, Viscount Blake Bonn will not be so happy today, which also shows that Professor Metch's teaching is nothing more than that.

But he didn't see much hope that Char would win...... One can only pray for the secret inheritance of the Candace family.

And Char's two friends accompanied him to train for three days, this is the power of friendship!

That sleeping lion-like boy may have a magic called courage that can work miracles once he is awakened with love!

Qiang, Qiang.

As the bell rings, the contestants who have agreed to have a duel match should also enter.

Finally.

Approaching the entrance to the side of Ranchi's seat, a figure slowly stepped out.

In the shadows, the ancient iron on the wooden door creaked muttering, and the sunlight only illuminated the passage with a little unstable dust.

A figure that gradually emerged in the shadows, dark red and pitch-black chainmail leather coats covered with dried blood, as if mixed with the traces of countless enemy flesh and blood.

The thick smell of blood even wafted to the audience, causing many people to cover their noses in horror and discomfort.

There was a sickly beauty on his pale cheeks, his eyeliner was deep, the sparks in his eyes had long since been extinguished, leaving only a pair of dark eyes full of despair and coldness, and his swift steps were like the beat of a drum, and with each fall, the temperature around him seemed to drop by a few degrees, as if countless souls were hiding under his shadow and reaching out to him.

When Viscount Levine Chingston saw Char reappearing, he was instantly stunned.

This is...... My good nephew ......?!

(End of chapter)