The Sun King's Evidence

Just after chasing him out of the store, Ryan was stopped by a young knight: "Hello! Sir Ryan, we meet again!"

"Hello, Mr. Matthew Bader." Ryan looked up and saw that there was no black carriage anywhere. Instead, he was stopped by the young knight he met before: "Is Mr. Ryan also here for shopping?"

"Ah, yes, I came shopping with Sulia and the others." In the crowd, Ryan could no longer find the black carriage. The Holy Grail Knight felt that he might be too worried, so he simply told Matthew Bader Two sentences: "Mr. Mahhubard, why are you holding a big bouquet of roses?"

"Well, hey, Lord Lane, I am an unmarried knight anyway. Of course I hope to find my true love." Mahhubard looked very regretful, but his expression looked very cheerful: "My goal is Where is Marquise Sulia!"

"Haha~" Ryan was noncommittal and just continued to smile.

"Of course, I understand. Since Marquis Sulia has become your female companion, I naturally understand." Mathubad immediately added: "So we will compete fairly. I'm not looking for anything else." Do you have a choice?"

"...Then I hope you find what you like. I have something to do here, so I'll leave first." Ryan didn't want to say more to him. Although Mathubad looked familiar, Ryan would see him soon. He came to another person he knew, that is the demon hunter Abel.

Seeing Ryan walking away, Mahhubard's eyes flickered for a while.

This young knight actually didn't lie. He really came with the idea of ​​getting close to Marquis Sulia. However, after meeting Ryan, he knew that it would be very difficult to succeed in his original goal.

Perhaps for ordinary situations, Mahhubard's situation is excellent, but he really has no comparison in front of Ryan, except that he is more handsome.

Well, it's time to find your next prey.

Mathubad soon found a good target, which was a girl who was protected by many family knights, with her hands on her hips and beautiful short golden hair. Even in such a cold weather, the girl was still a female aristocrat wearing red and blue. Wearing a dress and a knee-length skirt, she put her hands on her waist, her face full of rebelliousness and pride, and she was instructing her family knights to find trouble for a businessman.

He remembered that the girl's name was Fiona, and she was the granddaughter of Theodoric, Duke of Belion.

The Principality of Belion? Ha, interesting.

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"Mr. Abel, have you found the witch named Jelina?" Walking on the street paved with thick stone slabs, Ryan said to the white-haired demon hunter Abel.

The city of Bodriux has a mixed population and free trade, so whether they are merchants from the north or mercenaries from the southern countries, whether they are elves or dwarves, they can trade in this city, which makes the city less resistant to outsiders. , Witchers did not suffer obvious discrimination in this city.

"Actually, I was Bodriux who first came by boat, but at that time I didn't have the energy to look for Jelena's traces carefully." There was helplessness in Abel's voice, and the demon hunter knew The Holy Grail Knight in front of him was very approachable, so he spoke a little more relaxedly: "But if a witch doesn't want to be found, then it will be very difficult to find her. Most witches are very good at disguise, and they are even proficient in many magic circles. Keep unwanted visitors away from your home.”

Is this what Ryan thought?

It seemed that the situation was different from what I encountered. Ryan remembered that after he met Veronica, he would sometimes go to Sky Castle to look for her, and then he would easily enter her room.

Then, she would kiss him, and the two of them would arrive holding each other... Ryan thought about the various scenes for a moment, then he coughed and asked, "Then is there any way to find her?"

"Well~ Witches generally like to make potions, jewelry and various gadgets. Many people like these things. This is a clue that can be explored. What's more, they usually form cooperative relationships with alchemists and pharmacies in the city. But it is very difficult for these people to reveal the location of the witch. In addition... there is another way, and that is to leave a mark. Some wizards will take the initiative to contact me when they see the mark, but Bol There are a lot of wizards here in Dro, and I met three people who were not what I was looking for, and then I received a mission from Lord Bodrick, asking me to deliver a message." Abel continued.

"Well, tomorrow is Lord Bodrick's banquet. Mr. Amber, you won't go to the banquet wearing this outfit, will you?" Ryan thought to himself that it would be really difficult to find a witch if she wanted to hide from people, and struggled on this topic. There was no point in going down, so he changed the subject.

The demon hunter was dressed in powerful attire, wearing scale armor and carrying two long swords behind his back.

"Well, I still have clothes for the banquet. Don't worry, Mr. Ryan, but I haven't worn them for a while." Abel looked helpless: "I don't like wearing such tight clothes."

"But if you want to attend the banquet, you must wear decent and suitable clothes." Ryan's tone did not waver: "Otherwise you will be dragged out by Lord Bodrick's attendants, and I can't help you."

"I understand, my Baron." Abel replied: "It may not be very good, but it will definitely meet the requirements of the banquet."

"Very good... Sulia and the others are coming out. I have to excuse myself. Amber, please remember that the banquet starts at four o'clock in the afternoon in the Duke's courtyard. Please tell me my name."

"I see."

That night, Duke Bodrick entertained Ryan and Sulia (the maid was not qualified to serve) for a sumptuous dinner. At the same time, he "generously" asked Ryan if he wanted to "arrange" some "sideshows". But Ryan clearly refused: "No, my Duke, I want to pray to the lady tonight."

Ryan is the chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake. There is almost no excuse for him to move out the Lady of the Lake, a killer in this country. Bo Derek could only quickly say: "That's okay, Ryan, you can do whatever you want in the castle after praying." Go around, I have already given instructions to the servants, you can visit most places as much as you like."

"Thank you!" Ryan politely said that he had finished eating. As soon as he stood up, Lidya Su immediately held his hand. The man and woman went hand in hand. Watching them leave together, Bo Derek walked toward his butler. Ismail, who was accompanying him at the table, smiled bitterly: "Francois really didn't give me a chance."

"Marquisess Sulia doesn't have many choices. It is said that Duke Francois loves his daughter very much. Ryan Macado has amazing strength and countless achievements. He completed the Holy Grail Trial early and is young. He is A very suitable match." Ismael did not continue, and Bo Derek did not answer the question.

Duke Bordeaux's eyes were full of envy. It was Bo Derek's life-long dream to become a mission knight, walk on the road to the Holy Grail, gain recognition from the lady in endless expeditions, and become the supreme Holy Grail Knight.

As the chosen champion of Poseidon Mannann, Bodrick is already stronger than ordinary Holy Grail Knights. It is not very difficult to complete the Holy Grail Trial, but there are many things in the territory, and the waves are threatened. The Principality of Dro cannot do without his command for a moment. The journey to the Holy Grail can take as short as two or three years or as long as decades. He cannot take risks.

The Duke sacrificed a lot due to the pressure from the territorial family and the pressure from the sea god Mannann.

Lidya Su held Ryan's arm. The female knight raised her head and looked at Ryan with a sweet smile: "You lied, Ryan, you never pray at night."

"That's because I can pray to the lady at any time. I'm not lying. I just decided to pray at night and said it truthfully." The expression on Ryan's handsome face was very obscure: "Now I change Got an idea.”

The female knight gave him a reproachful look, meaning that you were obviously using your identity indiscriminately. However, Sulia felt very happy when she thought that he rejected Bo Derek so firmly, so she moved her lips lightly: "Bo Derek Your Majesty wants to marry you."

Ryan glanced at Sulia and didn't answer. The only answers to the female knight were the sound of Ryan's footsteps and the sound of Sulia's high heels. Under the cold moonlight, the two figures were close to each other and stretched very long.

There were not many servants in the Duke of Bordeaux's castle, at least not as many as in the Duke of Winford's castle. The two of them could have walked more than a hundred meters without seeing any other servants.

It wasn't until he got close to his room that Ryan spoke, with some hesitation and hesitation in his voice: "If that's right, it should be, but I've already invited you."

Hearing this, the female knight had already gotten the answer she wanted, so she smiled movingly, and then let go of Ryan's arm: "Then, I'm going to rest first. Good night, Ryan."

"Good night, Lidya Su."

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The next day, a grand banquet opened in Bordello Castle.

There were more than two hundred people attending the grand banquet of the Duke of Bordeaux. They were either nobles from the Kingdom of Knights, famous businessmen, well-known figures in society, or famous artists and bards. , dramatist.

The banquet was held in a huge open-air courtyard inside the castle. There were pools and pavilions in the courtyard. Everyone was dressed in noble clothes. Bards sang songs loudly and dramatists showed their stories. , the bright magic lamp illuminated the dark night sky, the knights sat around the dining table eating and drinking, while commenting on the performance of the bards and dramatists, the artists took the opportunity to sell their proud paintings, and wanted to See if any nobles are willing to pay a large sum of money for art.

Among them, there are the largest number of artists from the Principality of Belion, which is related to Theodoric, Duke of Belion. The famous Theodoric, Duke of Belion, likes to charge with a huge tomahawk in battle, ruthlessly Cruelly split open the enemies who lost their combat power and throw their bodies to the ground. He always attacked head-on but rarely returned wounded. His knights claimed that the power of war seemed to come to the Duke and that he seemed to enjoy killing.

When he is not fighting, the Duke is a guardian of poetry and a connoisseur of music. He is the biggest sponsor and patron of all singers in Brittany. He listens to love stories attentively every time, and he himself makes Poetry also has bardic levels.

(In fact, all artists and bards are always willing to sacrifice some integrity for higher status and money.)

Today, the daughter of the Duke is wearing an exquisite bright white dress with dripping lilies, a sapphire ring on her hand, a diamond necklace on her swan-like neck, agate crescent earrings adding a bit of brightness, and a waist-length golden sash. Her curly hair was fixed by a blue hairband on her forehead, her slender hands were as white as jade, her skin was as shiny as snow, her sea-blue eyes were shining like stars, and her straight nose was extremely beautiful.

Ryan, who was wearing a crimson baron banquet dress, was stunned by Sulia's beauty. It wasn't until the Duke's daughter stretched out her little hand towards him that Ryan quickly made an invitation gesture: "Oh! Sulia, I can't Use words to describe your beauty.”

"Your eyes have already told me the answer, Ryan." The female knight pursed her lips and snickered, then took his arm: "Tonight, you will be my knight."

"Okay, my princess, let's get started!"

So, the Holy Grail Knight and the Duke's daughter walked into the banquet side by side.

"Oh! Welcome, Your Excellency Ryan Makhado and Your Excellency Surya Kumani Antry De Winford, your arrival has added more splendor to this banquet!" They just stepped in. In the courtyard, someone immediately came up to greet me: "I am Bonois, a courtier of His Excellency the Duke."

"Hello, Mr. Bonoit, can you tell us what's on tonight?"

"Of course, my Baron." Bonois raised a hand and introduced the program of the evening banquet: "First of all, the Duke will lead everyone to pray for Mannann and Madam, and let them bless us in the next year. all the best."

"Then there will be the singing of Ms. Odette, the famous singer from southern Brittany. She will sing two moving epics for us, one of which happens to be your story, Lord Lane!"

"Then I'm very interested. I want to know how Ryan was adapted in the poem?" Sulia glanced at Ryan, her face full of interest: "That must be very interesting."

"Of course, of course, my Marquise, you can also ask Your Excellency Ryan to correct the mistake in singing, hahaha!" Seeing the Duke's daughter's interest, Bonois immediately struck while the iron was hot: "The song is not all of the banquet. The palace chef has already cooked it. The best of all kinds of meat and fish were served; the feast included boar's heads, venison, peacocks, swans, suckling pigs, cranes, and larks; and also all kinds of fish, as you know, sturgeons, whales, and We also have rare seafood like dolphins here, I wish you a grand banquet!”

"By the way, in addition, the palace wizard of Bordeleau will perform a wonderful magic show for the guests, and the acrobatic troupe will also show us various stunts. Many corners of the banquet will be interactive. A little game for everyone to participate in. Please allow me to keep a little secret for Lord Ryan and Lord Sulia to discover by themselves." Bonova made a summary, and then got out of the way: "Please!"

"This sounds very interesting. This is my first time to attend such a banquet alone." Sulia whispered in Ryan's ear. The Marquise's face was flushed with excitement: "My father and brother are neither here nor there." This is the first time around me that this has happened.”

"Then it's my job to make sure you have fun, my Marquise."

Today, a typhoon passed through here, all activities stopped, and even the Internet was disconnected. This chapter was still uploaded using a mobile phone hotspot. How miserable.