Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 127 During the General Assembly

At first, Korni suddenly felt a calming warmth rushing through her body, which told her that Archbishop Rickard, the 'Judge' from the Kingdom of Kanas, was blessing her.

Immediately, divine magic enveloped her whole body, and she clearly felt that the stiffness and soreness of her body disappeared without a trace, and her spirit returned to a stable and satisfied state.

Then, in a trance, facing the afterglow of the eastern dawn, she seemed to see a human male with golden skin and full of vitality.

This young human was wearing an expensive and gorgeous robe and a delicate golden corolla. There was a serene smile on his handsome face, and his demeanor looked elegant.

This made her realize immediately that this young human floating in the rose-colored light was very similar to Lathander, the Lord of Dawn of Radiant City.

So out of instinct, Korni began to resist this power.

She felt the light shining on her, and she had to close her eyes tightly to resist the bright light that almost blinded her.

The light was warm at first, but soon became unbearably hot, as if her whole body was being burned, her body was burned out and completely purified, and then gradually faded away under her strong resistance until it disappeared completely. without a trace.

Kearney remembered deeply that when she looked up at Archbishop Rickard, the gratified smile on the Archbishop's face just froze on his face until it disappeared, becoming very ugly, like a bereaved child in old age the old man.

This made her realize that she had missed an opportunity to become the Priest of the Lord of Dawn.

But she didn't regret it at all. Relatively speaking, she was still a little annoyed.

Because the smiling archbishop who radiates warmth and benevolence only said to bless himself, and did not mention making her a priest of Lathander.

It made her feel cheated.

After all, she never thought of becoming a priest serving the gods.

Brian once told her: Priests are intermediaries connecting the mortal world and the plane of gods. Priests who serve different gods mean that they need to shoulder different difficult tasks entrusted by their patron saints.

He also said: the creation of the gods exists in the beautiful scenery, as well as the mighty military appearance and magnificent temples, as well as the hearts of believers.

Gods are just like mortals, some are loving, some are vicious, some are conservative, some are strong, some are simple, and some are incomprehensible.

However, gods usually enforce their will through intermediaries, known as their clerics.

Good priests heal, protect, and do justice, while evil priests plunder, destroy, and subvert everything.

Priests will use the power of faith to practice God's will, and may also use the power of gods to improve their own destiny.

They do not rely on study or training to perform divine spells, but learn from fixed prayers and ancient rituals, and then rely on their own dedication and perception of gods.

In Brian's teachings, she thought that these priests who believed in the gods were too caught up in the rules and regulations of the gods' teachings, like a group of stubborn and rigid priests.

Therefore, she is not willing to use the power of the gods to become a spellcaster.

Brian said to her: As a God-blessing Warlock, I don't need any study and devout prayers to the gods at all, and I can achieve the desired effect just like a priest casts magic.

Because her extraordinary power of mastering divine arts is her instinctive intuition, an innate ability, rather than priests who need their own hard training and careful prayers to the gods.

Moreover, she is also the future queen of the Kingdom of West, and she needs to govern her own kingdom. It is impossible and she has no time to shoulder the arduous tasks entrusted by the patron saint.

Thinking of this, Kearni involuntarily turned her eyes to the direction not far away where her father was sitting.

She gazed at her father, the old king of West, in a softly cushioned chair, accompanied by the Duke of Sweet, the Prince of Casper, the Grand Maester of Born and the wizard of Morelle middle.

His blond hair was mostly grey, with a little white at the temples, and his face was deeply lined, more from smiles than from scowles.

Now the king was leaning forward slightly, watching with rapt attention the golden griffin guards fighting a wandering knight in the arena.

Looking at her old father, Kearney couldn't help thinking that one day he would disappear, and the ancient coronation hymn would sing for her, and she suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

She took a deep breath and prayed silently in her heart: Please let that day come after a long, long time...

Perhaps sensing Corny's gaze, the old king of West glanced back, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, but he quickly turned his attention back to the arena.

Just in time to see the griffin guards in golden scales sweeping with their spears, knocking the wandering knight off his horse.

Even though it was just a quick glance, Kearney could still read from his cloudy blue eyes that her father didn't blame her for refusing to become a priest at all.

On the contrary, I also support my decision very much.

So she smiled slightly, and immediately turned her gaze to the arena.

Because in her long-awaited game, she finally saw Bryan play.

With the sound of horse hooves, a gray horse with white breath from its nose emerged from the noisy crowd and appeared in her sight.

She saw Brian wearing black moleskin gloves, holding the rein in one hand, and holding a wooden lance in the other, riding on the horse with an indifferent expression.

As usual, he was wearing a brand new wool coat with a wide-brimmed belt and silver-plated buckle around his waist, and a black cloak that fluttered in the breeze. The nobility of the royal family and the elegance of the elves.

Those black eyes that impressed her deeply, were so deep that they seemed to be able to see past and present lives, and they were as bright as obsidian blocks. What really moved her heart was the profile of his face, which was cut like a knife, revealing sharp-edged sternness, But without losing the softness of the elves.

Kearni couldn't help but stared in a daze, so that all eyes were on Brian, and she didn't even know who his opponent was.

She saw Brian's mighty mount let out a loud growl, galloping like the wind at full speed.

As for how Bryan stabbed his opponent's wooden shield in half, knocked it off the saddle, and fell to the ground with a bang, she didn't even know.

When she came back to her senses, Brian had already raised his lance and walked around the field to accept the cheers. Only then did she realize that the latter was a wandering knight in dark black armor without any coat of arms or carvings.

The dazed, immobile loser lay moaning on a stretcher as he was carried back to his tent for simple medical treatment.

Princess Corney couldn't help but secretly regret that she was distracted just now, so that she missed the scene of how Brian knocked his opponent off the horse in an instant.

Just then, she suddenly noticed Brian's gray horse parked in front of her.

Looking at his messy long black hair draped lazily on his shoulders, the gentle and friendly smile in his eyes spread to the corners of his mouth.

Kearney's slightly surprised water-blue eyes immediately beamed with joy, and she gave him a shy smile in response.

Brian nodded slightly, put his feet on the horse's belly, and rode away to make room for the next knights to fight.

Kirni stared at Brian's leaving back, and suddenly a bold idea came to her mind.

She was thinking how romantic it would be if Brian could win all the victories and then express his love to himself as a champion in front of countless people.

Thinking about it, her fair cheeks were already red behind her ears, and she didn't even know when the magic swordsman Snake Eyes floated over without a sound.

"What are you thinking, smiling so happily?" Snake Eyes standing behind Princess Kearney didn't care the slightest bit about the noble lady insulting herself for blocking her sight, and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing." Kearni panicked, and immediately returned to normal, shaking her head slightly, and replied calmly.

She has long been accustomed to the elusive snake eyes.

Because she knew that the duty of this powerful magic swordsman was to protect her safety.

Although her idea is beautiful, she also knows very well that this beautiful wish is obviously impossible to realize.

Whether or not Brian will do this is not mentioned for the time being.

It is extremely difficult for him to just win the championship of the competition. After all, he is a wizard, not a knight in the true sense.

Among his opponents, Prince Vickiman of Andair, and Mambatton, the heir to the kingdom of Neluskan, were all knights who had been fighting bloody battles since they were teenagers.

It's not easy to get all the victories.

Therefore, her only hope is that Brian will not be injured in the duel, but he doesn't even wear armor.

Snake eyes coldly stared at the noble lady who was cursing at him behind her, and her face turned pale with fright. After her eyes were filled with fear, she smiled and said to Kearney: "Are you wondering if Brian can win the prize?" Win the championship?"

"No." Kearni replied stiffly, and then told Snake Eye what she was thinking: "I just hope that he doesn't get hurt."

"Don't worry, even I can't see through this kid's strength." Snake Eyes looked at the battle that had just ended and said thoughtfully:
"Although the use of magic is prohibited in the fighting venue, we still cannot underestimate the power brought by magic. Maybe he can really win the championship."

Princess Kearney's eyes flickered when she heard the words. She didn't answer, but looked at the battle field seriously, looking forward to Bryan's battle coming as soon as possible.

Soon, the battle that Korni had been waiting for finally came again.

She saw Brian charge into the battle field on the gray horse as before, and she also saw his opponent clearly.

Brian's opponents are members of the Hosteen family from the Storm Islands.

The young man was dressed in dark blue armor with a dark purple lightning protection charm engraved on the surface, a red and green cloak, and a curved lightning helmet with a colorful feather on it.

"Tsk tsk tsk... is the heir of the Storm Islands, Karn Hosting."

Looking at the two riders on the field, Snake Eyes smacked his lips and said, "I just don't know if this heir knows that his opponent is his nominal lord, Duke Zilong."

Kearni obviously understood the character of this magic swordsman, so she ignored Snake Eye's self-talk, and just looked nervously at the battle field.

Because she vaguely felt that the armor worn by the islander named Karn Hosteen had a power from lightning.

Even she could feel it, and she believed that Brian would find it easily.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Brian, and found that he was showing an indifferent expression as before, which made her feel a little relieved.

"Long live the Hosting family!"

Karn Hosting gave a loud roar for his strength, then put down his mask, raised his wooden lance, and charged towards Brian first.

Brian controlled the gray horse with an indifferent expression and stood there, as motionless as a stone sculpture.

The moment Kahn Hosting stabbed his lance at him covered in dust, Brian grabbed the lance tightly with one hand and grabbed the opponent's lance with the other.

He suddenly burst into trouble, using his left hand wearing a black leather glove to catch the lance piercing his chest steadily.

The gray horse under him neighed, and immediately backed away without stopping.

At the same time, the moment the lance in Brian's hand caught the opponent's attack, it also pierced Karn Hoss' dark blue armor engraved with a protective spell like lightning.

Accompanied by the crackling lightning barrier flashing all over Karn Hosting, Brian's lance exploded with force field energy, smashing him instantly, and the wooden spear head hit his chest hard, completing the mission, and then of the collapse.

The powerful force field energy made Kahn Hosting almost fly backwards from his horse.

When his head in the arc-shaped lightning helmet landed, there was a violent clang, and the audience gasped when they heard it.

Karn Hosting struggled to get up from the mud. The two arc-shaped lightning bolts decorated on his helmet were knocked crookedly, the feathers inserted on the top were broken directly, and the surface was hit with concave marks, so that it made people He couldn't even take off the helmet.

In the end, he was supported by his islanders, and under the eyes of countless jokes, he stumbled into the crowd.

The onlookers pointed and booed again and again, and the noble lords and wives couldn't help laughing.

Even Kearney, who was watching, smiled because of Bryan's victory.

Although the battle was fleeting and ended neatly, she noticed the burst of energy when his lance broke through Karn Hosting's lightning barrier through the "spell recognition" taught by Brian. An amazing force field energy.

It was this powerful energy that broke through the barrier and hit the armor fiercely, causing the opponent to be knocked into the air instantly.

And she also saw that the key to victory in this battle was that Bryan accurately grasped the lance that Kahn Hosting charged.

She knew that the moment Brian grabbed the lance, he definitely borrowed the power of magic, otherwise, he would have been thrown away by the impact of the horse.

Although this kind of competition clearly prohibits the use of brilliant attack spells, attacks like Brian's, which inject magical energy into his hands or lances so that non-professionals can't see it at all, can still be used.

This is like the ancestral storm armor worn by Karn Hosting, which is also endowed with a lightning barrier to protect him.

Seeing the victory of this battle, and seeing Brian's exquisite magic control, Kearni couldn't help but have some confidence in him.

In fact, no wizard like Bryan has ever attended a duel between knights.

Therefore, this so-called rule is not very established.

Immediately afterwards, the next battle began again.

To Kearni's surprise, this time the opponent was a subordinate from the river nobles that Bryan had recruited, and his opponent turned out to be Mambatton of Niluskan.

Fierce Barton first appeared in the center of the battlefield. He wore a wolf helmet, dark blue armor, and a scarlet cape. He rode a black horse that matched his physique.

And this river nobleman named Brynden is much shabby, only wearing gray steel armor and a gray cloak.

Mengbaton stared coldly at the river nobleman from Tigrila. He put his mask on with a 'clang' sound, and then he gripped his lance tightly and took his place directly.

Brynden gently pulled down his mask nervously, lowered his lance, and assumed a defensive posture.

Koerni looked at the Tigrila knight and shook her head slightly, because she could feel that the opponent lost directly in terms of momentum.

However, this is understandable.

After all, the burly figure of this Niluskan mammoth Barton, and the strongest war horse in the north, just stood there, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

Afterwards, the two horses started running at full speed at the same time. The galloping momentum of Barton's war horse shook even the temporary stands.

Brynden was riding on the horse, leaning forward, and the defensive lance took the lead in stabbing the rushing Barton.

The Niluskan knight looked bulky, but his body was quite nimble. Before the lance pierced out, he tilted his body so that the wooden spear pierced through the air, and then his own lance hit Brynden's chest. , The powerful force directly broke the lance.

Brynden gripped the reins tightly, and shook his body on the horse's back tenaciously, almost falling off the horse.

There was a burst of applause and booing from the crowd.

Meng Button looked at Brynden, who was steady and did not fall, sneered, dropped the broken gun, replaced it with a new lance, and charged again with galloping momentum.

This charge did not give the opponent any chance. As Brynden was stabbed off his horse, his mount was also knocked to the ground by Mambaton's black steed.

The maimed horse crushed the rider, and both man and horse howled in pain.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the condescending Meng Barton shouted loudly, and with the condescending momentum, the wooden-handled spear pointed toward the gap in Brynden's throat armor.

This pursuit caught everyone off guard.

Even Kearni, who was watching the battle, gasped.

However, just when the lance was about to harvest Brynden's life, an almost invisible protective barrier blocked the fatal blow. broken by a powerful force.

Immediately afterwards, a crackling electric ball whizzed over and hit Mengbaton's chest, making his plan to control his mount to trample his opponent to death bankrupt.

And he himself was thrown to the ground by the impact of the electric ball explosion.

Then, members of both sides rushed out of the crowd at the same time and dragged their wounded back.

Brian and Tistan stood in front of everyone, allowing them to retreat safely.

Under the protection of a group of soldiers, Mengbaton stood up from the mud safely.

He patted the electric scorched marks on the armor and glared.

A Niluskan warrior next to him waved the scimitar in his hand under the hint of Mengbaton, and took the lead in attacking Brian.

Brian was unmoved, just watching Barton's every move coldly, and at the same time being wary of the black-robed wizard hiding in the dark.

Tistan quickly stood in front of him, and while meeting the attacker, the long sword with its sheath was unsheathed like lightning, directly tore through the air, and slashed out.

"Pfft!"

The moment the two figures collided, a human head rose into the sky, and scarlet blood spurted out.

The stiff body of the Niluskan warrior fell heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the place.

Tistan sheathed his sword and retreated behind Brian.

The crowd of onlookers screamed loudly, and the noble ladies covered their eyes like frightened little girls, not daring to look directly.

A team of griffin guards wearing gold armor and maintaining order quickly arrived at the scene, blocking Brian and Mambatton in front of them.

Kearni, who was watching the battle, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew her "enlightenment aura".

Even she herself didn't know why she could remain so calm when she saw a dead person.

Then at the request of the Griffin Guards, everyone retreated, and then the bodies were carried away, and the blood on the site was buried with soil.

The tournament continues again.

(End of this chapter)