(Alfonse Arc)

The Kingdom of Van Lun Tieno, 132 years of the Alchemy Calendar......

The first king of Van Lentieno, Lucaris I, passed away.

The bad news spread throughout the kingdom. The whole country is in mourning.

When Priscia heard the news of her father's death from her subordinates, she wept profusely in Alphonse's arms.

No matter how strong you are on the outside, your heart is no match for the pain caused by the loss of a loved one. What's more, after everything is removed, she is just a girl.

She returned to the palace and was temporarily separated from her lover for a while.

The death of the monarch had a huge impact on the kingdom of Van Lentino.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an unprecedented upheaval.

Previously, the regular army of the kingdom, which was directly appointed and commanded by the king, had been working with Van Rexso's royal cavalry to defend the national territory.

Given Van Rexsoe's relationship with Wang, there has not been much difference between the status of Wang Jun and the Imperial Cavalry.

However, the death of the king caused the two to split. The royal army, which thought that it had the largest number of troops in the kingdom, began to stir after the absence of his son.

Van Rexsoe has been on the move ever since.

He ordered the Imperial Cavalry and important figures in the royal army to gather together at the Imperial Palace to discuss the distribution of military power in the kingdom.

The commander of the royal army, Saidira, would not have agreed to the various suggestions put forward by the imperial cavalry so easily, and with his usual stubborn and arrogant attitude, the process of negotiation was bound to be filled with the smell of gunpowder no weaker than that of the battlefield.

In this regard, the resourceful Van Rexsoe has long been prepared.

It was too ordinary to live a late night. There are no feasts, no kabuki performances. Some of them just came with serious faces.

In the center of the palace was a large open space paved with red carpets, with an estimated area of thirty square meters.

Each of the twelve seats surrounding the open space was occupied by an important person.

On one side is Van Rexso, who temporarily manages the kingdom in place of the king, the deputy head of the imperial cavalry, and the two captains of the imperial cavalry;

On the one hand, he was dissatisfied with Van Rexso, the arrogant commander of the Wang Army, Saidira, and some other important figures in the Wang Army, such as the chief of staff;

On one side were four of the courtiers who had consulted with the king on state affairs.

The form of the temple is like a tripartite council, a tripartite council for the future of the kingdom.

Van Rexso looked to the left. The four subordinates were talking in a whisper. He thought to himself that humble subordinates were not enough to be the obstacle he is today.

He looked to the right again. Saidira, the commander of the royal army, who was over 50 years old and had always been famous for his tough handling of everything.

Unlike knights, he wore a dark and solemn regular military uniform, and did not take off his hat after entering the palace.

He has never taken Van Rexso in his eyes. If there is a discord today, I am afraid that he will be the first to start fighting.

As for the other Wang Jun's subordinates, for the Imperial Cavalry, it is not enough to become a thorny problem today.

Today's opponent is only one, the commander of the Wang army, Saidira.

Van Rexsoe ordered his men to close the gates of the palace and cut off everything from the outside. The palace was full of splendor.

"Van Rexso, I'll ask you one thing first."

Before the meeting even began, Sedila had already spoken. For today's meeting, I don't know if it was because of people or other things, everything present made him very unhappy.

"Please." In the face of unpleasant guests, Van Rexel was polite and obedient.

"You wouldn't be unaware of the commotion four days ago, would you?"

"I've heard a little bit about it below."

In the face of Wang Jun's elders, in the face of this man's aggressive language and tone, Van Rexso became more and more polite, with a smile that made Sedila very unhappy.

"There was a guy who claimed to be a member of the Imperial Cavalry, and threatened to challenge me alone, to take my heart. He also said that if he wins, he will transfer all the military power of the royal army to the imperial cavalry.

He wounded more than 100 of our companions in a row, and finally escaped. I said, Van Rexso, it's only been a few days since the king died, and you don't know that the sky is high enough to handle all the major affairs of the country in place of the king, and now you still want to monopolize the military power? Your provocation is too obvious for the royal army and the entire kingdom, right? ”

A sharp voice passed through the hall, causing the atmosphere to drop below freezing. Everyone heard these words clearly, but they did not dare to speak out. This old man is quite powerful.

"How can my emperor have such a fanatic? I thought to myself, and the imposing figure I had met in the lower place was no more than Commander Saidira. Van Rexsoe replied to the commander with an incomprehensible smile.

Sedila was cross-examined and wanted to break out, but he restrained himself later and continued: "If the emperor has such a guy here and provokes Wang Jun, you may not dare to admit it, right?" ”

"How so? The Imperial Cavalry has always been strict in military discipline, and it is also one of the regular armies of the kingdom. Van Rexso raised his glass and saluted the commander, "Drink this glass of wine first!" ”

The commander was suspicious of the liquid in the wine glass, and ordered his subordinates to take a steel needle that had been used to repel poison, and stirred it into the wine glass a few times, and there were no signs of poisoning.

This is really indecent in the temple.

However, everyone present knew Sedilla's suspicious personality, and he was the oldest elder here, so it was difficult to say anything.

After the commander had finished his drink, Van Rexso continued: "I have an interesting thing on my side. ”

Seeing that he had not entered the topic of the meeting for a long time, but was idle for a while, Sedila interrupted dissatisfiedly: "Are we gossiping today?" ”

Van Rexor ignored the commander and continued: "Today, we caught a man. He threatened that he had gone to Wang Jun's side to make trouble, I don't know if this person is the guy you said you said? ”

He whispered orders to his subordinates, and he seemed to have prepared to bring this man to the palace.

The doors of the temple were wide open. A scorching breath wafted from outside, making everyone present think that there was a fire outside.

It wasn't until the man came in that they realized it was his breath.

It was a tall young man. Van Rexso did not treat him like a prisoner, he did not wear prison clothes that symbolized his status as a prisoner, nor did he put on chains.

He wears a tight black sleeveless shirt that reflects the size of a bird of prey, and shabby cowhide trousers underneath. It seems that he is an adventurer from outside the royal capital.

He walked freely into the palace, ignoring all the small gossip directed at him.

This unruly young man looked at Wang Jun's side, muttered to himself disdainfully, and threw out a casual sentence: "It turns out that Wang Jun's lackeys are also there." ”

This sentence caused the anger of Wang Jun's side, and they all took up their arms one after another, glaring at the young man who was talking wildly.

Van Rexsoe did not punish the outspoken "prisoner".

Instead, he showed great interest in his bravery, "Report your name!" ”

The prisoner bowed his knees to Van Rexso, bowed his head and replied respectfully, "Your name is from the eastern region of the kingdom, and your name is Van Ti Tai Tern." The purpose of coming down to the royal capital is to join the imperial cavalry and serve Fan Lun Tienuo! ”

The sound is very loud.

Van Rexel laughed, seemingly full of appreciation.

"Commander, this is the person who made a fuss in the camp of the Wang army, killing and wounding many of our comrades!" The chief of staff of Wang Jun, who was beside him, informed the commander.

The commander suddenly realized: "It turned out to be you!" You threaten to take my heart and kill me, and I don't know if you can do it, but you are brave enough to say this. ”

Fan turned his head to stare at Saidira, looked at him carefully for a while, and then sneered, "It turns out that Commander Wang Jun is an old man who is old enough to even hold a sword and gasp, pee in the wind, and wet his shoes?" ”

Saidira was speechless, her eyes widened, and she almost wanted to breathe fire, and she was furious.

"Wang Jun really came to an end, even if I didn't make a move, it wouldn't last long, right?" Van continued to provoke.

Then he scanned his surroundings, as if he wanted to kill them all.

The only thing that didn't go to Van Rexsoe was that look.

"This person doesn't take you Wang Jun in his eyes. Then I will hand him over to your royal army now, and settle it on the spot. Van Rexel spread his hands and suggested to Sedilla.

The commander didn't know if Van Rexso did it on purpose, but it was really unreasonable to let this arrogant young man leave the palace alive if he didn't sacrifice the blood of this arrogant young man to the dead soldiers of the royal army today.

"Good! You're welcome! ”

Sedila stood up with a "whoosh", threw down her hat, took the sword from her assistant, and walked to the vacant place surrounded by three spectators, which was covered by the red carpet as if it were prepared for a duel between the two.

The special personnel used an invisible protective enchantment to surround the two dueling people, so that the magic skills they used would not cause damage to the three spectators.

The commander found that his opponent was not armed and had no defensive armament. However, the other party is tall and only reaches the other person's shoulder.

But despite this, the commander was not afraid, because no matter how tall and powerful the opponent was, he had passed for a while, "Youth, you are bare-handed, and you are not embarrassed if I win." You'd better go back and choose a sword before you come over for a duel, right? ”

Wang Jun saw that the young man was in a hurry to challenge Commander Saidira without a weapon, and he was in a hurry to die, so he let out an obvious sneer.

"It's not necessary at all." Fan unceremoniously refused, as if the weapon was already in his hands, "I think the old man should give up the sword in your hand and use your bare hands like me, so as not to wait for me to see the pitiful appearance of you holding the sword with a trembling hand." ”

In her life, Sedila faced countless enemies, from barbarian commanders who did not understand the language to young adventurers from foreign lands.

But the arrogance of these people is not enough to compare with today's arrogant youth.

For the first time, Sedila wanted to kill a person like this, and he wanted to brutally strangle him.

Van used his iron fists as weapons. He took a step forward, leaning forward with his right shoulder. With the left fist girdled around the waist in a ready-to-punch position, the forearm of the right hand is raised in front of the chest in the side position, and a unique fist preparation pose is performed to meet the enemy. The flames of the fists swayed in the air, gathering a thick demonic breath.

Saidila quickly drew his sword in anger, ignoring the enemy's fighting posture, only tiptoeing lightly, and stabbed Van in the head with the first blow.

Sedilla's move was very vicious, not aiming at the heart, but specifically aimed at Fan's head.

Brahman did not have any defensive weapons in his hands.

It seemed impossible to dodge the fatal blow.

The Western sword is known for its slender blade and powerful stabbing power, which can even pierce a knight's breastplate, and can easily pierce and kill even the fleshy heart, let alone the head outside the armor.

Brahma instinctively raised his right arm to resist the attack of the stabbing sword, and the internal demon veins were transported, and his body was fixed, allowing his skin and flesh to condense into a hard shield.

Saidira's sword stabbed through Van in the right arm.

The wound was nearly ten centimeters deep, and the tip of the sword even reached the collarbone, so that a large amount of blood spilled out.

Although Van used his magic to harden his body, he was unable to fully withstand the ferocious stabbing blows.

Sedila found that her sword was embedded in the hardened muscles of her enemies and could not be pulled out, nor could she go any deeper.

As if he didn't feel the pain at all, Van smiled darkly at Saidira. He held the blade of the sword with his left hand, and the light of fire spread from the palm of his hand to the blade, burning the entire Western sword made of metal.

Since the flame is boosted by mana, it is much more violent than normal fire, so it instantly oxidizes the metal into black charcoal.

The heat was transmitted from the blade to the handle, and it was also like hot coal, causing Sedila to let go of his hand and take a few steps back.

In the blink of an eye, the blade of the Western sword was so black and blunt that it could no longer be used.

Fan pulled out the Western sword embedded in his shoulder, and the palm of his left hand that touched the blade was covered with bright red blood.

However, he threw his sword at Saidira's side, returning the fire-scorched weapon to his opponent.

Having lost her weapon, Sedila retreated to the corner of the barrier, to the right front of Van Rexsoe. At this point, he finally knew what fear was, a feeling he had not felt from any enemy since he had been in the army.

From behind him, Van Rexsoe held his head on his hands, watched the duel, and faced the forced Sedila with a very eerie smile.

It seems that he already knows the winner in his heart.

Fearlessly, Van approached his opponent as he unwrapped his right arm from the cloth, revealing a fiery red mark.

Sedila secretly screamed in her heart: "This is ...... Emblem! ”

As far as he knew, only Princess Priscia had this kind of illusory power emblem at the moment.

However, I recently heard that the new leader of the Silver Knights, Alphonse, also seems to have such a mark, and I never imagined that this arrogant young man who put himself in a bitter battle today would also have it!

The emblem brightens the flames to their brightest level, turning them into white flames of purity. As we all know, the closer the color of the flame generated by mana is to white, the more refined and pure it is, the higher the temperature, and the less impurities.

This flame like the scorching sun of the day is controlled by Brahman's hands.

Brahma drove the magic and attached it to his body, which instantly increased his strength and agility.

He unleashed a punch at Saidira, who was cornered.

The punch came with a scorching spark. Even though Sedila was able to dodge such an onslaught, he would inevitably be bruised in the cheek by the sparks.

Fortunately, he was agile, and the enemy's fierce fist that wanted to kill him had not touched a single cent of his own for the time being.

But he could still faintly smell the burnt smell of the flames burning his beard.

Saidila no longer had any weapons in his hands, so he could only rely on the nearly burned Western sword lying on the ground.

He prayed that the sword would still work, even if it would be of any use. But at this time, he had no time to care about other things, and the oncoming punch made him completely unable to distract himself.

Sedila moved backwards until his heel hit the sword on the ground. The opportunity came, a quick sideways turn, he grabbed Fan's arm with his claw hand, caught Fan's punch, and slightly restrained the opponent's attack, but suddenly smelled the smell of burning from his palm.

At that moment when Van stopped, Sedila suddenly withdrew his hand, hunched over, and grabbed his sword from the ground.

Sedila seems to see a turnaround in victory. Fortunately, the tip of the sword was not destroyed, and the edge remained.

So this time, with the fastest speed in his life, he stabbed Fan in the heart with his sword. He chose the heart over the original head because it would be more certain.

For decades, many more enemy soldiers have died on the battlefield from a pierced heart at his hands than from a pierced head.

Aiming at the heart of his opponent, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Just before he was about to achieve victory, there seemed to be some sharp hidden weapon passing through his body.

No, no, it doesn't seem to be a hidden weapon, what the hell is that......

Before Sedila could look down, he found a "hidden weapon" that had passed through his heart - it was a pillar of light as thin as a sword in his hand!

It passed through and broke the ribs only a centimeter away from the heart without any hindrance, and everything it came into contact with was reduced to powder.

And the emitter of the light source...... He didn't have to guess, it was Van Rexso sitting behind Sedilla!

His movements slowed down due to the pain, and Fan saw through it, and the blade of the sword was caught by Fan. Blood spilled from Fan's right palm, and with a single force, the fragile blade of the sword was broken.

Saidila immediately gave up on the attack, leaning sideways and facing forward with her right shoulder forward, protecting her chest so as not to be the landing point of her opponent's punches.

His right shoulder inevitably touched Van Flaming Left Fist.

Crushing the pain of destruction, swept through half of the nerves.

There seemed to be a fire burning in her body, and Sedilla's head buzzed as if she heard her bones and muscles mourning together.

"Uhhhh

The sharp pain of the crushing right shoulder and the entire shoulder almost paralyzed his head.

The shape of his right shoulder could no longer be maintained, and it collapsed, presumably the skeleton of that part of it had been reduced to pieces.

Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers of the king's army immediately got up angrily, pierced the barrier with their swords, and ran forward to support the seriously wounded commander.

The chief of staff of the Wang army, Ek, a subordinate of Saidira, had already caught a glimpse of Van Lexsoe's secret attack on the commander, and sharply accused him of acting despicable.

At this point, Van Rexso also got up from his seat.

There was no shame on his face, but he just threw out a sentence very blandly: "Originally, Van could have defeated Saidila by himself." But I really don't want to see the future Imperial Cavalry Commander baptized as a knight with a wounded body. ”

Wang Jun cursed one after another, wanting to make a move and fight back against the imperial horseman.

As for the king's old subordinates, they were all frightened, but they did not dare to say anything. Because here they are the weakest of their power, and no one can guarantee their safety.

"You are all foolish, and the methods used by the king, as long as they can achieve their ends, are correct!" Van Rexsoe's declaration is general.

Chief of Staff Ike's eyes widened: "Van Rexso, you are actually king?" ”

The soldiers of the Royal Knights had surrounded the exit of the Imperial Palace, trapping everyone else in it. If you want to escape, you must defeat the imperial cavalry led by Van Rexsoe who surrounded the imperial palace.

However, it is almost impossible for the Wang army, who is small and weak at the moment, and even the leader is seriously injured.

"It turns out that your purpose today is to eradicate Wang Jun in one fell swoop?" One of Wang Jun's men scolded sharply.

Van Rexsoe took advantage of the meeting to discuss and bring together the leaders of the Wang army.

He replied, "No, no." Do you think that the only force I have at my disposal is the Imperial Cavalry? Do you think I'm going to be afraid of your royal army? In fact, the purpose of summoning you here today is just to ask you if you are willing to take refuge in our imperial horse. As for the fate of your refusal - the fate of Sedila, you can see. ”

Chief of Staff Ike did not speak, neither refused nor agreed. The entourage behind him didn't dare to say anything casually.

"I'll tell you one thing - Nanban has already taken refuge in the imperial cavalry half a month ago, which even the king and silver don't know anything about."

A few months ago, the Southern Barbarian Tribes were defeated by the Silver Knights, and the Battle of the Canyon caused them to lose more than half of their troops. The Imperial Cavalry took the opportunity to annex the rest of the Southern Barbarian army and summoned them to the Imperial Cavalry.

When Wang Jun heard this, they were all speechless in surprise.

"Let me tell you one more thing, do you remember, there was a riot eight years ago? Do you remember the necromancers who appeared? ”

Regarding the incident of Shidu eight years ago, it can be described as a nightmare experience for Wang Jun. After the king brought back the princess Prisia, he sent the royal army to the capital again to exterminate the inhabitants of the capital who had turned into zombies.

However, the necromancers, the enemies lurking in the capital, used strange spells to confuse the minds of the king's soldiers, and even killed each other's compatriots.

Eventually, the group of necromancers of less than a hundred people turned most of the royal soldiers sent over into corpse puppets in their own hands.

Faced with Van Rexso, who had already controlled all the situation, Chief of Staff Ike was powerless and bowed his head and surrendered.

"Those who know the times are the heroes." It seems that Ike Chief of Staff is much more knowledgeable about Commander Dilla in the competition. Commander Saidila, it turns out that the dignified commander is nothing more than that, and it really worries me too much to put the future of my country in the hands of someone as weak as an ant like you.

Therefore, there are only two ways for your royal army to go in the future - either all of them will join the Royal Knights; Or, a dead end. ”

"Don't!"

Sedrilla was still screaming in agony. Ike made a decision, and despite the pain above him, forced open Sedira's breast pocket and took something out.

It was a military seal that symbolized the power of the king's army, the size of a thumb, made of mysterious purple magic crystals, which could leave a unique magic mark on the white paper, which was a unique proof of power.

General Ike threw himself at Van Rexsoe as if he was angry, and the latter easily caught it with his hand, and said with a smile: "The action is really sharp enough, our imperial knight will not treat you badly!" ”

Brahma looked at what was happening in front of him without words.

All he had to do today was defeat Sedrira.

He was very grateful to Van Rexso for saving his life at a critical moment.

Although he has already won the battle, it is only a matter of time before he wins the battle.

"The first item on the agenda of today's meeting has been successfully concluded. Everyone, you probably don't have any opinions, right? So, let's move on to the next item on the agenda. ”

Van Rexor pretended to ask.

Inside and outside the main entrance of the imperial palace, there are still imperial knights and soldiers strictly guarded. No one will be able to leave until tonight's meeting is truly over.

At this time, Wang Jun, who had gone to the general trend, did not dare to object in order to survive in the hands of Van Rexsoe;

As for the subordinates who had not dared to speak up, they obediently stood aside and maintained a silent bystander attitude.

Van Rexor looked at Van with a solemn gaze, "Knight of the Kingdom - Van Ti Theron. ”

The young man whose name was read seemed to be aroused, and then made a standard kneeling bow to Van Rexsoe, regardless of the injuries on his body.

"You helped the emperor to unify the royal army, which is really a meritorious service. If you want to join the Imperial Rider, this king will give you this opportunity. But before you are admitted to the king's ride and baptized for you, the king will ask you two questions, which you must answer truthfully. ”

Fan's injured right shoulder was still aching, but he still barely raised his right hand, clenched his fist close to his left chest, and replied loudly: "Obey!" ”

Van Rexsoe asked his men to bring a magic book.

This is a ritual prop specially used in the knight's ceremony, inherited from the founding of Van Len Tieno, with a strong power of honor and blessing.

The Book of Magic can cast a blessing spell on the knights that will endure with honor, so that they will always be favored by the goddess of victory.

Van is about to become a knight, a royal knight with the highest honor in the kingdom.

The master turned the book to the page of the seal and read its contents.

His voice, like the power of light, permeated the Imperial Palace: "The first question of the Holy Book is: What is your honor? ”

As the holy book was asked, a massive glow rose from the lobby, lingering and concentrating on the supreme dome. The scene of the knight's baptism was so spectacular that even the royal army was stunned.

Van replied categorically to his master: "Swear to serve the country loyally!" ”

When the light heard this reply, it hovered and continued to radiate the light of the sun in all directions.

This is the eternal ambition of Brahma, to live for the Kingdom and to die for the Kingdom. The goal of exaltation and holiness will never change in this life or the next. As long as the kingdom endures, the honor of Brahman will always be there.

Van Rexel smiled with satisfaction and asked the prospective knight a second and final question: "Who is your lord?" ”

"King of the Van Lenteno Kingdom, Lord of the Continent!"

A glimmer of light fell on his body like a feather.

Then let his body be enveloped in a glow that gradually became brighter.

His steadfast faith has given him the added blessing of the Light.

With the same light and fire, Van can also accept this blessing from Van Rexso very well.

Van Rexor nodded, closed the book, and the first part of the simple and solemn salute ended.

"Then, let's proceed to the next baptism, the Blood Oath. Brahma, stretch out your right arm, which is engraved with the dragon's emblem. ”

The master also instructed his subordinates to bring the most important item in the Blood Baptism - a small vial of extremely rare ancient dragon blood.

Van Rexel was about to merge the dragon's bloodline into Van and maximize the power of the emblem.

The dragon head seal on Brahman's arm was facing upwards, facing the glow of the dome. The surge of magic on each moment is very conspicuous, and it is as active as a newborn snake. Van Rexso stepped forward himself, carefully opened the cap, and poured dragon blood into the emblem.

When the dragon's blood meets the air, its color changes from dark to bright red, and it suddenly glows with the brilliance of life like rebirth;

After it came into contact with the emblem, it quickly vaporized into magic particles and infiltrated into the veins, fusing with the magic power of fire that the original Brahma possessed. At that time, everyone present felt a powerful magical commotion, almost dizzying.

Fan also felt that there was a mysterious power in the demon veins in his body that was constantly stirring and adapting.

It was as if there was an unruly flame dragon in his body. In a moment, the demon vein and the dragon's blood adapted, and Fan's feeling became comfortable, and the veins suddenly smoothed.

"It seems that the blood of the ancient dragon is compatible with you. After the Blood Oath, from now on, your honor will live with the Royal Knights, with the Kingdom of Van Lentino, and with your master. The King hereby announces that the Master of the Royal Knights, Van Ti Tyren, has officially taken office! ”

In the night sky above the royal capital of Glancis, a huge whirlpool writhed the calm night, like a bottomless black hole that could devour all stars, suns and moons.

The wind and clouds are thundering and lightning, and they are flickering restlessly.

"The heavens reflect blessings and misfortunes, and the earth is well versed in the past and the present." This quote comes from one of the ancient sages of Van Lentieno.

Yes, this bottomless black hole of greed has also begun to open its bloody mouth to devour all the sun, moon and stars.

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A few days later, a woman skillfully jumped into the palace and managed to infiltrate the palace.

She walked quickly in the royal backyard.

The woman's pitch-black cloak was stamped with mysterious runes, and was blessed with visually impaired magic, making her an undetectable being.

When she rubbed shoulders with the guards of the Night Watch, the guards would only think it was one of the thousands of gusts of night wind.

Although she was confident that no one would notice her for the time being, she still didn't like to show her face, and the loose hood partially covered her face, revealing only thin rosy lips with a light smile.

The woman had a pile of objects on her back. Not treasure, not stolen equipment. These are all kinds of cold weapons that she likes to use.

Always with you at all times.

Knives, swords, sticks – single-edged, double-edged, and even bladeless, are all available. If she was really an assassin, she wouldn't have carried so many bulky weapons out to commit murder, right?

Being familiar with cold weapons with different characteristics and being able to use them flexibly against enemies is her truly terrifying killing skills and methods.

One moment it was a nimble short sword in his hand, and the next moment it was replaced by a very lethal scimitar, and I don't know when, maybe it was a second before a sharp weapon pierced the enemy's heart, and then it would be transformed into a deadly bayonet.

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Night. Van Rexso was about to sign a contract document with special regulations.

After this contract was announced and came into effect, the Imperial Cavalry officially banned the old royal army and became the newest and supreme national army.

At the same time, this "contract" is also a "decree". The Imperial Cavalry once again conscripted a large number of soldiers from all over the country, requiring all non-disabled men over the age of 16 to join the army and serve the motherland loyally.

In order to expand the strength of the army in a short period of time, expand the territory of the country, and implement the grand ambitions, Van Rexsoe specially drafted this cruel conscription system and prepared to implement it arbitrarily.

At this time, the king's subordinates were waiting in the palace for Van Rexsoe to complete the signing.

Although, this young Van Len Tieno successor does have the figure of a previous king.

However, the ministers have not yet seen what the purpose of what he is doing so far.

Van Rexsoe's strength is obvious and unquestionable.

He was a talent cultivated by the former king himself, and even the princess Priscia admired the royal knight for whom he was respected.

There is another thing that no one who has witnessed it dares to mention - lately, there has been a faint black fog that often haunts Van Rexsoe's side.

The successor of the king finally glanced at the draft conscription system and signed his name without hesitation.

"His Royal Highness Van Rexsoe ......"

The old minister, who was sitting across the square table, seemed to have something to ask His Highness.

He raised his head slightly, slightly displeased, "Said." ”

"With all due respect, Your Highness, why are you so anxious to expand the strength of the Imperial Cavalry? No matter how you think about it, it is not very appropriate to recruit soldiers at this time. ”

What he meant was that shortly after the king's death, Van Rexsoe was going to recruit troops on a large scale, which would surely provoke discontent from all sides.

In fact, there has long been talk of Van Rexso's plot to usurp the throne in the palace.

And at this time, Van Rexso has already proclaimed himself king.

It was a gray-haired old minister who spoke up. Van Rexel was familiar with the old man, he had been with the former king for half his life, and the former king also respected this old man of Van Lentieno. However, the time of the first kings has passed.

Van Rexso glanced at him, "This king's ambition is not your turn to explore. ”

The old minister was angry but didn't dare to refute, but cautiously reminded: "Your Highness, don't forget...... The Silver Knights may not be happy with this. ”

At this time, the Silver Knights led by Alphonse had already spread their achievements and reputation throughout the kingdom. Especially after the Southern Frontier campaign, and the name of the regimental commander Alphonse is even more well-known.

Silver and Imperial Riders never appear in the same place, and never cooperate in battle. Before the king's death, the relationship between the two parties was really mutually contained. However, Silver and Imperial Cavalry are indeed the backbone of the kingdom.

Van Rexso glanced at the old minister, "You don't have to worry. The first king has issued a decree to transfer silver out of the royal capital and let them garrison the northern wall, so that they will not hinder my great cause. ”

"Really...... It's true? ”

"The last decree of the first king, will it still be fake?"

The old minister was skeptical. Not only him, but even the ministers in the palace have been suspecting that Van Rexsoe has planned a series of unscrupulous schemes in order to ascend to the throne.

"Any questions?"

"Your Majesty has one more question. This question must also be what the imperial knights want to know. What His Majesty wants to ask is, who is the young man who became the head of the Imperial Cavalry that day? ”

Van Rexso put down his quill pen and handed over the finished decree to his men, and then answered the minister's questions in a slow and methodical manner.

""Flame Hell Shura" - Brahma Titaron, as a knight, he is also a warrior monk from the East. He is strict with himself for martial arts and faith, and is a rare talent for Van Lenteno.

His cultivation, no matter what aspect, is unmatched.

Van is a powerful warrior personally selected by Van Lexor who wields an unfathomable and unique fist demon martial art.

He had been alone and had dealt with the fiery dragons of the West with his bare hands, and had obtained a testament of his strength from them, the Emblem of Fire.

Even if the enemy has a heavyweight weapon, he may not be able to defeat Fan's bare hands;

Even if the enemy has another well-trained army, it may not be able to escape his emblem "Flame Hell Shura".

Even Alphonse, the strongest knight of the Silver Knights, may not be able to match him. After all, "ice" can never fight "fire". ”

"I see...... His Royal Highness's strategy can really be far-sighted, and His Majesty is really short-sighted, so he has to be convinced. If the first king could see His Highness's talents, he would also be gratified, and Fan Luntienuo would surely be able to live forever under His Highness's rule. ”

Van Rexso's lips furrowed, and he was not displeased with the praise of his humble subordinates.

"This king is going to rest, so stand down."

After receiving the order, the minister bowed and left the temple.

At this moment, the imperial palace is still brightly lit at night. A trace of black mist evaded the ears and eyes of the soldiers, quietly invaded the imperial palace, and stayed behind Van Rexso.

Van Rexel didn't care about the existence of the black fog, and continued with the rest of his business.

"The king of a country, it's really busy!"

Behind him, a voice spoke. Van Rexso still didn't bother and didn't look back.

The black mist gradually revealed its human form. This mysterious visitor resembles a male Night Messenger from an exotic land.

Under the wide-brimmed hat, purple lips and white hair, a half-human, half-ghost face. Slim and haunted by a strange demonic breath.

The clothes were unusual, and the jacket and leggings were blurred and dim to the naked eye by the blessings of the charm.

Only those who are called "necromancers" have this look and costume.

And the mystical sorcerer, who had disappeared since the "Riot of the Tempus of Wommin Belle", has reappeared here and now.

"Your Excellency is really ambitious, your ambitions are definitely not limited to the land of the Van Lun Tieno Kingdom, right? Will you really fulfill your promise and give me a piece of territory? ”

Van Rexso finally turned his head to look at him, "Of course, it's impossible. ”

His answer seemed to tear up a promise, but the meaning was unclear.

"Are you kidding? Your Highness. The necromancer was puzzled, and habitually fiddled with the daggers in his hand, the reflected metallic silver light dancing in the air.

"It is impossible for me to give you the territory. The king intends to help you attack some of the smaller nations in the west, and if you are victorious, he will give you temporary control over them. ”

"Oh? And then what? ”

"The King's army, once again, has set out from the East to circumnavigate the planet until it reaches these small nations under your jurisdiction.

I'll take back the stewardship at that point, whether you want it or not. My dear friends, please enjoy the power of your lordship before that moment comes. ”

The warlock began to giggle, "Sure enough, he is the king of a country, and his superb strategies and methods are better than those of your previous kings. That's why you're the only one who is so greedy that you can have such an idea! ”

Van Rexso glanced in his direction and continued to focus on the document in his hand.

"The puppet sorcery of your necromancers is essential to this king. With you, the King's forces can be nearly doubled.

On the surface, we have regular Terran legions as a combat force. But no one knows that we have a powerful "undead legion" except for you and me. ”

"—Stop, Your Highness." The warlock's innate animal-like instincts alerted, "It seems that there is a very powerful guest visiting outside." ”

-

The woman who was secretly sneaking in the palace, Zeleya ꔷ Svensoz, stopped. In front of her, the brightly lit imperial palace, which was full of mystery and gloom from the inside out, caught her attention.

The "guys" that Zeleya was carrying were shaking ominously.

There are no soldiers guarding the gate of the imperial palace, which is the strangest place. Not only that, but there is not even a single pulse of life here.

With this in mind, she unravels the concealment charm she has attached to herself. It was like a wide black trench coat that had faded, and after a gust of wind, the runes failed and melted into the air. At the same time, the slender figure of the young woman gradually appeared.

The face is pale but unusually beautiful;

Brown bunches are tied at the back of the head with hairpins;

Wearing a blue silk suit dyed in the night at the moment, but gorgeous and unchanged;

Carrying several "sword" weapons behind her, Zelaiya looks like a female swordsman from a foreign land in the East.

And so it is. In the East where she once lived, she was also known to others as the "Female Sword Master".

She unlocked the "Hidden Charm" - the purpose of such an adventure was to get a good look at what was happening in front of her.

The breath that seemed to announce death was very similar to that of the time when he was in the capital of Woombelle—no, it should be said that it was no different.

Back then, Zelea was a step late and failed to save the lives of the people of Womminbele. Before she arrived, the entire city had already turned into a bloody zombie capital.

Luckily, she managed to save a teenager in a nearby sea of trees.

Later, the boy became his own disciple.

Zelea taught him the swordsmanship he had learned all his life;

She was filled with guilt and instilled affection in him. The two depend on each other, both master and apprentice and relatives.

The demonic breath emanating from the imperial hall is completely indistinguishable from the demonic breath that existed back then.

Zeleya lifted his sword forward. The sword qi moved with the body, disturbing the inherent demonic breath here.

She suddenly remembered that the master of Van Luntieno should also be in the palace where the lights were not extinguished at this moment.

The Necromancer, the source of the Demon's Breath, is also confirmed to be in it. With that said, it's likely that the two of them already knew each other and conspired together.

Halfway down the avenue to the Imperial Palace, she stopped.

Van Rexso...... Your opponent is not me. ”

Zelea unfurls the Concealment Charm again, and when she melts into the night, she casts it and walks away.

-

Before dusk, Alphonse set out from the Eagle Palace on his mount, St. Desfeld, and arrived at the palace at night when the silver moon rose.

As soon as he stepped through the main entrance, he became alert, and vaguely felt that a pair of mysterious eyes were staring at him nearby.

Alphonse had been training for a full day with the rest of the Silver Knights today, and he was a little tired both physically and mentally.

During the break, it suddenly occurred to him that he had been separated from Priscia for almost three months, and his strong concern surged again, so he set off for the palace despite his exhaustion.

Alphonse had heard from the Courier about the recent events in the palace, including Van Rexso's use of the meeting to injure the commander and annex the royal army in one fell swoop.

The change of the national army was the second wave of turmoil after the death of the previous king.

In his heart, there was a vague uneasiness. A sense of crisis haunts me all the time.

The country...... Alphons' homeland is facing a crisis.

He doesn't care so much, the main purpose of coming here today is to visit Prissia who he hasn't seen for a long time.

Desfield transformed into a young dragon the size of a fox, gathered her wings and breath, and jumped onto Alphonse's shoulder. One man and one dragon go together.

Alphonse walked through the palace and found it unusually calm.

He was now in a courtyard surrounded by many huge tree trunks.

It was a royal backyard, a Garden of Eden that only the royal nobles were entitled to.

The various magical plants grew so luxuriantly that even the darkness of the night could not hide their almost glowing turquoise.

Verdant shimmers rose like fireflies in the cracks of the tree trunks.

Alphonse had heard Prisia mention in the past that she would come for a walk in the courtyard when she was in a bad mood, such as after being reprimanded by her father.

Alphonse once joked that I now finally understand why your eyes are green, and that's because I've seen too many of these verdant magical plants.

Tonight, however, Alphonse was unable to find her here.

Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally smelled a burst of aroma.

Alphonse looked around until he used his magic and applied it to his senses to discover the source of the scent.

"Kid! Watch out for the back! ”

The sensitive Desfield reminded Alphonse. As soon as he turned around, a sharp sword struck him. Desfield jumped away nimbly, and Alphonse quickly drew his sword, and the translucent magic particles formed into blades in that instant.

Alphonse's slash followed an upward slash that sent the secret weapon flying with a stab that nearly stabbed him in the eye.

After the crisp sound of the blow, the sword that had been knocked away suddenly disintegrated in the air and disappeared into particles.

"This is, sword qi condensed from magic particles?" Alphonse secretly thought that with such a superior magic technique, it seemed that the sneak attack was not an opponent that could be easily solved.

But what exactly is the purpose of this person coming to the palace?

A mysterious uninvited guest stands in the middle of the courtyard.

Alphonse was unable to discern his figure, presumably using concealment magic, and had been hiding in this place.

If this person is here to carry out the assassination plan, why would he take the initiative to expose and attack himself?

This was confusing to Elphonse. He told Desfield to jump away from himself and fight on his own.

"Who's coming?" The uninvited guest did not say a word, but responded to the knight youth's question with a second wave of attacks from three Void Blades floating in the air and condensed by magic.

The uninvited guest waved his hand forward, and the sharp blade flew out of the air as if he obeyed the order, targeting the young knight in front of him.

Alphonse struck all three swords apart with an arc.

The enemy's flying sword is cut off and immediately disperses into particles. But at this time, he found that more magic particle weapons were condensed around the mysterious visitor.

This time it was twelve swords that were bigger and longer than the previous two, but the speed of the attack did not decrease.

Alfonse expected that it would be impossible to dodge twelve sharp swords in one go without being harmed.

So he forcibly infused the magic power into the back of his left hand, and instantly emblematic the emblem "Radiance of the North".

Alphonse, who had turned into a white shadow of the polar sun before the eyes of the mysterious visitor, leaped through the rain of swords and approached the attacker.

The mystery man was not slow to move, and his reaction was extremely fast, and he drew his weapon from his waist and prepared for a melee combat that he had not expected beforehand.

The crescent-like silver light flashed into Elphons' eyes, and the mysterious man took out the mysterious weapon with one hand to defend it, so that Alphons' sword could not advance a single cent.

"Katana?" Again, he was secretly surprised.

He discovered that the mysterious man was actually a slender woman, but it seemed that she was so powerful that she could easily resist his attacks with the blessing of the emblem with only one hand.

At this time, he was close to the enemy, and he smelled the enchanting aroma again.

Alphonse's attention was distracted from the smell.

The slender left hand of the enemy nimbly drew his sword from behind him, the cold light glittering, and stabbed Alphonse into the abdomen.

Alphonse exerted force on his sword, using the force to bounce himself into the air, leaving himself out of range of the sword.

In mid-air, he swung downwards with his holy sword, Danlitiel.

The chill that spilled from the blade of the sword took the earth into its mouth like a beast, and the roaring icicles that rose from the ground were like sharp fangs, devouring everything on the ground as prey.

Despite this, the woman was unhurried, and as if she had predicted the number of icicles and the exact location of their rise from piercing the ground, she deftly dodged them one by one.

Alphonse is well versed in the pros and cons of various sword weapons and the range of attacks, and knows how to react quickly when confronted with these weapons that become enemies.

However, it seems that the enemy in front of him is more proficient in sword weapons than him.

And the woman also seems to be familiar with Alphonse's offensive methods.

This enemy is not easy to deal with. The people of the palace are in danger.

Aware of this, Alphonse intends to further unleash the power of the emblem in order to defeat and capture the enemy.

"Desfield...... Get ready for battle! ”

The Holy Dragon is ready to unleash the light that has been stored for a long time.

But at this time, the mysterious woman's movements were unexpected. She stopped attacking, but angrily uncovered her black trench coat that had been treated with a concealment charm, and threw it in the direction of Alphonse with all her might.

Alphonse ducked, his eyes full of surprise, staring at the woman, his sword still pointed ahead, not daring to let his guard down.

When the woman saw his actions and expressions, she seemed to be even more angry, and roared in a slender voice: "Alphonse, you don't recognize me!" ”

Alphonse was taken aback again, "What...... You are...... Yes! No way? ”

Brown hair, blue silk suit, carrying a group of swords...... The woman who put aside her wrapping coat and the female swordsman dressed in oriental attire is none other than the female master Zeleya Severoz who met in the sea of trees after Alphonse and Priscia separated a few years ago.

After all, he realized who the other party was, and shouted bad in his heart. He actually used force against his "master" without knowing it!

"Master, you...... I can't blame me! Why did you disguise yourself as an assassin, sneak into the palace, and attack me...... Hey, wait a minute! Listen to me! ”

Before the apprentice could finish explaining, Zeleya chased after him angrily with the stick he had taken out at some point.

Seeing that the master was menacing—this time she was really angry, and Alphonse ran desperately with the unknown Daisfield in the dark night.

Odd...... Why aren't there any guards patrolling tonight?

No matter! Now it's time to run for your life! It's important to escape from Master's stick!

"Who the hell is that woman?" Desfield gripped him by the shoulders with all her claws, and asked, it didn't know the woman, and it didn't know where Alphonse had met her.

"She's the Master I've met since I left the Ice Palace! My swordsmanship and everything else are thanks to her...... But she seems to be so angry now! ”

It seemed inconvenient to escape with the Holy Dragon, and Alphonse let Desfield fly away from the palace first, and then followed himself.

And the reason why he didn't let Desfield change back to his original dragon appearance was that he was afraid of causing a panic in the palace.

He quickly crossed the corridors of the palace, turning a few corners, trying to shake off his pursuers, but was unsuccessful. True to his master, Zelea knew all about Alphons' actions and reactions.

At the end of the straight is a large room with no lights, and it is estimated that no one lives in it for the time being.

When he got closer, he found that the door was not locked.

So he planned to use the room around the corner to get rid of the master.

With a bang, the half-closed door opened, and Alphonse rushed into the room. It was dim all around, and the layout of the room could be faintly seen through the moonlight pouring in from the window.

The room was decorated with lace and silk, and there were dolls on the tables and windowsills, and the chairs were scattered with stones that were so sparkling that they reflected the moonlight.

He glanced at it cursoryly and judged that this room should be the private room of a noble girl.

He didn't care about anything else, and looked around in the faint light, looking for another exit from which he could escape, preferably a window. He thought that as long as he didn't touch the hostess of the wing, he wouldn't be discovered.

Within two steps of the house, Alfonse immediately noticed that there seemed to be a familiar wind around him.

"Who is it?" Coming out of the other side of the room, Priscia shouted at the uninvited guests who had broken into her room.

Her appearance was accompanied by bursts of undispersed floral fragrance and moist scent, under the hazy moonlight, the bath towel wrapped around her body, her undried red hair swayed with the night breeze, and her eyes glared at the visitor.

When Priscia took a closer look at the visitor's face, her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

"You...... How did it get here? Feeling the undispersed magic breath on Alphonse's body and the emblem on the back of his hand, he immediately asked, "You...... With whom did the force move? ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain to you now, please borrow the way and let me leave!" Alphonse thought about it, and immediately changed his words: "No, bothering you...... Help keep my breath hidden! So she won't find here! Come on! ”

Alphonse clasped his hands together and begged.

"She?" Priscia realizes that he is being stalked by a woman.

In the face of Alfonse's urgent request, although Prisia still had doubts, she didn't ask any more, and immediately unfolded the wind barrier that was not easy to be detected by others, cutting off the magical aura of the people in the house, and also cutting off the sense of outsiders into the house.

Zeleya chased after him, and when he turned the corner and was about to continue moving, he suddenly noticed that the apprentice's breath had stopped and disappeared from somewhere.

"That fellow ......" Zelea looked around, and then sensed that a soldier was about to patrol in his direction, so he reluctantly gave up chasing Alphonse, jumped on the eaves of the palace, and waited for an opportunity to escape.

Alphonse, who was hiding in the house, didn't even dare to breathe, and his cheeks were red with anxiety and nervousness. Priscia was puzzled when she saw this.

Who was the woman who was desperately chasing him, and it would still make Alphonse fear like this.

"The people outside have left. Okay, now, you can tell me, what's going on, right? ”

After a long time, Priscia crossed her hands over her chest and looked at Alphonse who had suddenly burst into her bedroom with a look of displeasure.

He slumped in his chair, escaped the clutches of his master, and his whole body relaxed. However, after that, he will have to be "cross-examined" by Priscia.

"Answer my first question first—who is that woman?"

Sure enough, Priscia cares a lot about the women who "hunt down" Alphonse, why not men, but women?

She asked with a stiff face, "Shouldn't you be out there and owe some kind of love debt?" ”

Alphonse hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't get me wrong! That man...... She...... It's my master! ”

Then he explained the events of the night in detail, which allowed Priscia to solve her previous doubts.

"I see...... But why did your master hunt you down? ”

Alphonse spread his hands helplessly, "I don't know! She's always had a weird temper......" and he glanced around cautiously.

Seeing his frightened look, Priscia laughed out loud, put her chin on her hand and said:

"But speaking of your master...... To tell you the truth, your master is really powerful, he can actually teach you as an apprentice! ”

Since the death of the first king, the two have not seen each other for several months. This fortuitous reunion made the two talk more.

After greeting each other for a long time, and after determining each other's recent situation, the two hugged each other and rejoiced.

And when Priscia realized that she was still talking to him with a thin towel wrapped in a thin bath towel and no clothes, her cheeks turned red like apples again, and she reproached Alphonse for looking at her and forgetting to remind her of this.

She hurried back to the bathroom, and Alphonse reproached herself inwardly for getting carried away.

After a brief reunion, Alphonse said goodbye to Priscia, glanced around, and left her bedroom unnoticed.

When he walked outside, he thought to himself, no matter how much he hid, he would always go to see Master.

And now Master's mood should have stabilized...... I hope she doesn't get so excited again, the disciple is really scared.

After leaving the palace, he walked out of the royal capital, and sure enough, in the middle of a plain where blades of grass were dancing, a blue suit was waiting for Alphonse's arrival.

Witnessing Zeleya's familiar slender back with all kinds of sword-type weapons on his back at all times, Alphonse let out a soft "Master".

Zeleya turned his head slightly and glanced at his apprentice out of the corner of his eye.

The expression of sadness is presented on the beautiful pale half of the face.

At some point, the hairpin was removed, and the long unrestrained hair fluttered in the air like waves.

The dying boy who was picked up from the sea of trees back then has grown into a young man with a lofty spirit after years of tempering.

In the moonlight, Alphonse, with Zelea's back to her, was so tall.

The long silver mulberry-like hair tied back of his head was stirred by the wind, and the pitch-black chain mail wrapped his whole body, and the Extreme Ice Holy Sword Danli Tyre hung from his waist.

He is proficient in the swordsmanship and knowledge taught by his master, and in his left hand, he holds the power of the mysterious emblem "Arctic Radiance".

As prophesied, he is indeed the "dawn of the far north...... However, will Van Luntieno's destined fate really be completely changed or even subverted because of this glimmer of light?

"And I...... Let's leave Van Lentino together. Master's moon-eyebrow eyes stared into the void and whispered to Alphonse.

"What...... Yes? ”

"Come with me and leave Van Len Tieno and go back to live in the East."

Alphonse made sure that his ears were hearing clearly, but he reluctantly refused. "I'm sorry, I couldn't just walk away. Soon after the death of the first king, there was constant turmoil in the country. Van Lentino needs me and my knights right now, and I won't back down in this autumn of survival. Master......"

Alphonse begged, hoping that the master would understand the apprentice's long-cherished wish and experience his feelings of serving the country.

Zelea turned around, looked Elphonse into the eyes, and said as if to correct his mistake:

"You're alone...... Even if you count the Silver Knights, it is almost impossible to save this country. ”

A gust of wind with demonic breath descended from the sky and blew towards Alphonse.

Surprised, Zeleya faintly heard the dragon's low roar.

The shadow of the white dragon Desfield circled the youth in front of him, radiating light in the night.

"Serve the Motherland...... That's what the "mother" who raised me, Desfield! Alphonse, who was now haunted by the power of Desfield's light, replied.

-

Zelea is just purely unwilling to lose Alphons, but he is not willing to witness his most beloved apprentice, knowing the end, and still desperately throwing himself into the fire pit of the country.

Regardless of whether he is a descendant of his own swordsmanship, or whether he is a knight with a silver army, the premise of transcending all this is that he is a "relative" with whom he has lived for seven years, and whose emotional connection is thicker than water.

For Zelea, this young man has become an unbeatable existence in his heart.

This is what we call "family affection that transcends all emotions."

The moth fights the fire, and it is not the moth itself that is sad, but the people who have witnessed this tragic scene.

The fate of Van Lenteno's demise was predestined. However, the fate of this young man is free to choose.

Why bother to associate the fate of this young man with Van Lentieno?

Exactly, why force the two together?

The name Alphonse should be as a "sword master who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship after a lifetime of study" and has been praised by the world for centuries, rather than as a heroic martyr who "led the leader of the Silver Knights and finally sacrificed his life for the country".

"Alphonse...... Do you really know that...... Is there an undercurrent of intrigue surging in the kingdom? ”

He had no words.

"The kingdom you expected no longer exists."

He was still silent.

"Royal Knights, kill all our aliens in the east. Remember the plains where we once lived? You......

Can you imagine that such a beautiful place has become a place of purgatory on earth because of those so-called knights?

Heavy taxes, looting, conscription, ravage...... Our eastern part was once a free area under the neglect of the kingdom, but since you left and the Imperial Horsemen came to garrison us, everything began to change, and the days of peace are gone.

At that time, I understood that this is the iron fist of Van Lentino! This is the iron-fisted method used by the motherland you want to serve to treat the civilian population! ”

"Master...... I can assure you that there will be no knights of our silver among those who do these evil deeds. And I'm ...... I will serve the motherland in my own way and change the motherland. ”

"You have nothing else to do but overthrow Van Lenteno's regime. Otherwise, the cycle will continue to circulate. ”

"What ......" Alfonse had never thought of, it was a very unorthodox idea.

"So...... Alphonse, you'd better leave with me. Van Lentino is not a country worth your life for! ”

At this point, Zelea's tone was close to begging.

Alphonse looked up at Desfield above, but could only see the jaw of the dragonhead.

"Alfonse, your path is only you can choose." Desfield answered his silent question.

Mixed emotions stirred in the chest.

Go?

For what?

For whom?

At this time, a jumping figure appeared in his heart, which belonged to the girl. Such an inner scene prompted him to have the courage to make a decision.

"I'm sorry, Master. I can't just leave with you. ”

Alphonse firmly refused.

Zelea heard the last thing she wanted to hear. Why can't I listen to the explanation to this point?

It seems that this guy is ready to be a moth to the fire. She lost her last hope and could only accept the result blankly.

"Sure enough, you're still as stubborn as ever......"

"If the fate of the motherland is predestined, that's why I want to change it, even if I have to gamble my life! Master Zeleya, cherish it. ”

Without explaining much, he was ready to turn and leave.

-

After reading the last document, Van Rexso stretched out at his desk. In the meantime, a piece of letterhead slipped from an open book.

"To his beloved son Van Lexel:

Since that game, the king has known your ambitions. If you are wise and foolish, you are the only one.

Previously, the king had privately decided on a candidate for Van Lenteno's successor.

One is Aiko, and the other is Alphonse, the current head of the Silver Knights.

It's hard to choose between you and him. After careful consideration, the results were finally reached.

Under the teachings of this king, you have learned since you were a child what it means to be the law of the jungle and how to carry out great things. This king is rare.

The king has a great affection for you, and trusts you, and whatever means he uses, he will make the kingdom last forever.

In addition, in order to prevent disputes between the two of you over the throne, this king has personally issued a secret order to others, sending the Silver Knights to the northern wall to garrison the frontier.

As soon as this letter is published, no one will be able to hinder your ascension to the throne. Lucaris I, personally ......"

This suicide note left by his father, no matter how many times he reads it, can make Van Rexso's heart surge. Yes, with this letter, you can remove the biggest obstacle in your way.

"It's almost time for Silver to leave the royal capital and have a good rest."

In the Kingdom of Fanluntieno, in the 132nd year of the Alchemy Calendar, the Silver Knights were ordered by the previous king to be sent to the north wall to garrison the frontier for a limit of ten years.

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"Alphonse returned to the royal capital after the Southern War and received rewards, including gold and silver titles. Before long, the first king collapsed, the country died, and the woman cried.

Later, Alphonse took the opportunity to plot and continue to grow the silver, gathered the army, was arrogant, and his arrogance was about to rise, and he claimed to be the king in vain, causing the dissatisfaction of the army, and was suspected of being a rebellion. The first king had eyes, and his last words were to exile silver to the northern frontier. ”

Here is only an excerpt from Sir Alex's book "The Historian of the King".

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The Duchy of Fanlun Tieno alchemy in the first year of the year 256, the dark month.

The former head of the Royal Knights, Van Ti Theron, has finally awakened from a long dream of memories.

He remembered the royal knight ceremony a hundred years ago, the surge of magic in the "Blood Oath".

At this time, he found that his left palm was stained with blood, apparently in his sleep, and inadvertently touched a wound in his abdomen.

He pressed the blood-stained palm against the emblem on his arm, allowing the emblem to suck the blood in, just as the Blood Oath had done. The color of the emblem changed from dark red to vermilion.

"Van Lentino is the holiness of my heart. That's my honor. But you destroyed it, your rebellion...... caused the destruction of my country. Alfonse ...... Next time...... Definitely won't let you go! ”