The Sun King's Evidence

"Really? The Witcher and Mrs. Keesler fought in the hotel in the town?" In the open space beside the Chinon River, Ryan was gesturing with his brother Angron.

It was said to be a gesture, but in fact it was just Ryan being abused one-sidedly. Half of the Holy Grail Knight's face was beaten until half of his face was swollen, and his body was covered with bruises. The warhammer fell not far away, and opposite him, An Grand looked cheerful and covered with sweat. He held a large tomahawk in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other.

If it were an ordinary Holy Grail Knight, he would have to shed a layer of skin even if he withstood such a powerful blow, but Ryan was different. He was a Primarch. After resting for five minutes, all the injuries and swelling on Ryan's body disappeared: " Brother, I’m ready!”

"Okay! Come again!"

The gryphon warhammer that fell aside flew back to the hands of the Holy Grail Knight driven by Ryan's spiritual energy. Ryan raised the warhammer and fought with his brother again.

"Bang!" The war hammer and ax blade were exchanged, and the unstoppable force from both arms made Ryan fall back continuously. The Holy Grail Knight felt that he had lost his center of gravity, and Angron did not give him a chance to adjust. The World Eater The Primarch bullied himself and launched a series of sweeping attacks, and Ryan had to continue to retreat.

"You can't win if you keep retreating, my brother!" Angron punched the ground hard, and the compacted earth collapsed into a pit.

"I'm not one of those idiots who don't know how to retreat. Brother, I put my fist away to attack better!" Ryan immediately caught Angron's flaw, or at least it was a flaw for him, and Ryan struck out fiercely. A heavy punch hit his brother's chest directly, and his fist created a cold wind.

"That's right!" Angron immediately changed his movements. He immediately stood up, took half a step back, then swung his right fist and hit Ryan's fist together: "Brother, you are already on the verge of a breakthrough. What you need now is the stimulation of fisting to the flesh!"

"Bang!" The fists of the two Primarchs almost broke the sound barrier, and the huge force contained in them distorted the space and shook the surrounding rivers and land.

There is no doubt that the loser is Ryan. Under his brother's terrifying wrist strength, Ryan screamed and flew backwards again. He rolled on the ground several times, his strong body covered with countless dust, and his handsome face was covered with dust. It's mud.

At this time, Ryan no longer cared about the grace or the dignity of a knight. He rolled over like a lazy ass, and the light blue spiritual vortex was already spinning around his body. Ryan's warhammer fell far away, and he didn't Plan to pick it up.

With blue fire in his hands and blue light in his eyes, the Primarch of the Gray Knight concentrated his psychic energy and moved his hands forward: "Psychic power~storm!"

White lightning as thick as an arm cut through the space and hit Angron. The psychic power that Ryan released in one breath was enough to make even the most powerful beastman and the Beast King temporarily avoid the edge.

But his enemy was Angron. His brother withstood the psychic storm and rushed towards Ryan with long strides: "You lose! Brother!"

Angron, who was shrouded and burned by the psychic storm, raised his right arm, with his terrifying power condensed on it. His fist, which was much larger than a sandbag, broke through the sound barrier again like a cannonball, heading towards Call Ryan.

Ryan had to immediately retract his hands and cross his chest, preparing to resist Angron's attack.

For a moment, he felt like he wanted to be hit by a herd of bison on the grassland at full speed, and then he flew out like this.

"Hmph!" Angron snorted coldly, and the psychic storm that troubled and burned him was shattered by the power of his direct use of his body.

In the air filled with the smell of burning, Angron did not continue to pursue, he stood still.

There were a large number of scratches and rolling marks on the ground. This was obviously Ryan's "masterpiece". His brother was sent flying dozens of meters, rolled many times on the ground, and then hit a rock, raising a large amount of smoke and dust. .

It looked like Ryan was silent.

Angron didn't look worried at all. On the contrary, he finally nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."

"Boom!" A silver-white beam of light rose into the sky where Ryan fell. The blue flames dispersed a large amount of smoke and dust. A disheveled and gray-faced Ryan appeared in front of Angron. There was light blue in his eyes. The flame is burning, it is the perfect combination of spiritual energy, mental energy, and physical strength.

Ryan has advanced. From today on, he is the legendary high-level Holy Grail Knight Commander.

Before the Chivalry War, Ryan had a vague call for advancement, and Angron's power allowed him to complete the advancement.

His physical strength has become even more unfathomable. His psychic power is already flowing through his body like ocean waves. His wrist strength has increased by nearly half. Powerful power spreads out in all directions, and light blue flames revolve around Ryan.

"Very good, you have finally advanced." Angron nodded, with a smile on his face: "You are much stronger than Luo Jia now, my brother."

"...Uh." Ryan wiped a mixture of sweat and mud on his face, then spat some weed out of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "That's it for today, brother. I just advanced and I need to wait for a while. Stabilize your realm.”

"Okay, you wash up first."

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An hour later, after cleaning up, Ryan and Angron returned to Jean Town. Angron said: "You haven't finished talking about the previous topic. Brother, you said that the demon hunter was fighting with several Mrs. Keesler. Already?"

"Yes, two Mrs. Keesler died, and the witcher was not injured." Ryan followed Angron towards the bar in the town: "Hex took the guards to settle the matter. Those few Mrs. Keesler was unwilling to give up and said they would appeal to the Duke of Winford."

"Ha, what's the use? The Duke will undoubtedly favor you. Where did those Mrs. Keesler get the confidence that they can defeat a Holy Grail Knight in this country?" Ange has been living here for a few months. Lang understood the current situation on the continent and their respective characteristics. He laughed: "This is just like the planetary governor going to Terra to sue the Imperial Army."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

"Hahahaha~"

The two laughed loudly and then walked into the bar. Ryan ordered a glass of brandy, while Angron preferred mead. The bar owner was very excited to see Ryan's arrival. He not only filled the glass with wine, but also said The second cup is half price.

Ryan and Angron ordered pork stew soup, roast chicken and roast goose. Angron had a big appetite, and so did Ryan. The two of them ate dozens of silver coins in one meal.

At the dinner table, Ryan and his brother continued to chat: "I have started a workshop along the Chinon River, but what is annoying is that we lack blacksmiths. Britannia itself lacks blacksmiths, and I am willing to Even fewer people come to work as blacksmiths in baronies like ours.”

Ryan has the enchanted weapon manufacturing technology from the ancient saints analyzed by the emperor. In addition, he also knows the hydraulic stamping and forging technology. Normally, there is no problem in setting up several workshops, but as a lord, he can't go there in person. Be a blacksmith?

"I know, brother, I think you can't just limit your sights to humans." Angron grabbed a chicken wing in his hand and tore the meat on it: "I don't mean anything else, brother, you Maybe you can try the dwarves and elves, I think their forging skills are very good, at least better than humans."

"Huh? Brother, do you know that elves and dwarves have good forging skills?" Ryan was curious, how did Angron know?

"I'm not really just a farmer. My brother, when you were on the expedition, I went to Bordeaux and went fishing on a boat. I caught a big fish and came back. I'm half as tall as a man. If you have a chance, you can go and take a look inside my house." Angron chuckled and stretched out his hand to show the size of the fish: "I used a trident to pull the big fish directly from the sea. There was a fork inside, and the local Poseidon Church rewarded me with a bag of dried tuna, saying I was a warrior."

"Hahaha~ Well, my brother's life is rich and colorful." Ryan laughed repeatedly.

Angron can be so happy, as a younger brother he is very happy.

"I stayed in Bordero for a few days. There were several dwarf craftsmen there, especially a dwarf rune craftsman named Delon Feinson. He lived here." Angron took out his hand. A roll of parchment with the address of the dwarf craftsman written on it: "This is for you, maybe you can use it."

"Thank you." Ryan took the parchment and began to think.

Different from the Empire, the relationship between the dwarves and Britannia is average. The knights have few opportunities to contact the dwarves. Moreover, due to the diplomatic relations with the wood elves and the original identity of the Lake Fairy, Britannia naturally There will not be a holy alliance like the empire and the dwarves, but the knight kingdom and the dwarves are not enemies either.

You can really go and take a look. Dwarves value money more, and they also have a special preference for technology. They have many brand-new enchanting technologies at their disposal. Maybe this rune blacksmith will be interested?

"Speaking of which, I have to attend the Duke of Bordeaux's party..." Ryan covered his head, feeling a little headache, and took the opportunity to complain to his brother: "You usually have to bring a female companion to such a banquet, and you have to bring a female companion with you. A female companion of suitable status, but where should I find a female companion? I can’t bring an elf to the banquet, can I?”

"My brother, do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand?" Who knew Angron looked at him with contempt: "You obviously have the most suitable candidate, but this little girl will run to you when she has nothing to do. , why don’t you ask her?”

"Okay, I understand." Ryan nodded, knowing who Angron was talking about.

Just when Ryan was working hard to consolidate his strength and build his territory.

In the sea outside Marienburg, on a medium-sized passenger ship.

In the luxuriously decorated cabin, Veronica was staying in the room with her little apprentice Catherine, and the witch's face was full of joy.

After arriving at Marienburg, Veronica was immediately received by Grand Duke Schulz of Marienburg. The witch truly enjoyed the treatment of a distinguished guest, which made her very satisfied. Of course she knew what she was doing. What is so important?

Although I don’t understand why Lane developed such a deep friendship with Schultz in such a short period of time, it’s not important. What’s important is that she has a great partner who is also her own man.

After learning that Veronica planned to rush to Ryan's side, Schulz arranged for a speedboat to leave immediately to send Veronica and her little apprentice away, which greatly increased the journey that the witch planned to take about twenty-five days. The earth is shortened, and taking this fast ship, Veronica can reach Ryan in up to ten days.

This couldn't help but put the witch in a good mood.

At night, there are waves outside the ship, and the goose-yellow magic lamp is lit inside the passenger ship. Catherine is sitting aside using needlework to mend her clothes. This is a required course for witch apprentices. At the Gloria Parliament, witch apprentices not only Not only do you need to learn magic, but you also need to learn a lot of housework and various needlework. Some instructors even ask their apprentices to make clothes for themselves. The vast majority of witch apprentices are not rich, and they also need to know how to repair their own clothes.

Today's witch is wearing an agate red long wolf velvet windbreaker, a black woolen sweater and a hip skirt. The skirt of this outfit is very short, and a pair of slender black stockings are completely exposed to the air. The witch is lying on her back. On the bed: "Catherine?"

"What's the matter, Senator?" Her little apprentice put down his work and raised his head.

"Come here, Catherine." Veronica waved, signaling her little apprentice to come to her side.

Catherine was wearing a plain dress and a red witch's robe. The weather was getting colder. The little maid who was afraid of the cold put on thick knee-length cotton socks. When she heard her mentor calling her, the little apprentice quickly put them down. The task in hand came to the instructor: "What's the matter, Congressman?"

"Stop it, put it away, come and talk to me." Veronica seemed to be in a good mood: "Take off your boots and sit on the mattress."

"Okay, Congressman." Catherine shyly took off her little boots, then sat next to Veronica, her face red: "What's the matter?"

"You look exactly like me six or seven years ago~" Veronica touched Catherine's little head and ruffled her blond hair: "I was the same at that time, shy and timid, you see ~”

Veronica took out a small book from the space ring with several photos of magic engravings on it.

In the photo, Catherine can see Veronica from the past.

At that time, the witch was not as proud, confident and mature as she is now. She was still a little shy and her face was a little immature, but it was already obvious that she was a high-quality beauty.

The little apprentice felt very curious. After all, this was the first time that the instructor told her about his past: "Hey~ was the congressman like this before?"

"Everyone comes here like this, Catherine." Veronica nodded, and she continued to scroll down.

After a few photos, the shy and childish witch of the past completely disappeared. She became cold and mature, and at the same time there was still a bit of gloom between her eyebrows. Veronica pointed at these photos with her slender jade finger: "This It was before I met Ryan.”

Catherine nodded in understanding.

A few more photos passed, and at this time, Veronica in the photo was very close to what she is now, mature and beautiful, the gloom between her eyebrows also disappeared, Veronica's green-white jade fingers brushed the top of her face. Before she could speak, Catherine suddenly said proactively: "Are these photos what they looked like after meeting Mr. Lane? The congressman seems to have become happy."

"Hahahaha~Katherine, you guessed it right. This is what I looked like after meeting Ryan." Veronica smiled coquettishly. She put the book away like a treasure, and then pressed it against her plump chest. , as if recalling the sweetest thing: "Everything has become different..."

The witch's movement was a little big, and her knitted sweater was pulled up a short distance, revealing the skin of her lower abdomen that was as beautiful as mutton fat.

There is also a beautiful mark like a tattoo.

Catherine's eyes were instantly attracted to this mark.

The silver pattern is engraved on Veronica's belly like a brand. In the middle of the pattern is a silver heart, and then there are silk threads spread out like wings on both sides of the heart. In the middle of the silver heart, there is a pattern of a sharp sword.

This pattern is full of sacred aura, and there is also a powerful purifying power flowing.

"Ah!" Veronica followed Catherine's gaze and immediately realized that the little apprentice had seen something he shouldn't have seen. She quickly pulled up her clothes, her face flushed.

"Congressman, what is this?"

Updated, today’s chapter is 4600 words long, I wish you all a happy reading!