The Sun King's Evidence

Juan Carlos Sunwatcher, the legitimate son and youngest son of Duke Magritte Rubio Sunwatcher, has just passed the selection of the Knights of the Sun and became an official Knight of the Sun, which is very important for the noble children. It's quite remarkable.

But this also made Duke Rubio of Magritte distressed. On the one hand, the Duke was happy and proud of his younger son's excellence, and on the other hand, he was distressed because of his younger son's excellence.

Because he has more than one son. Felipe, the eldest son, is twenty-nine years old this year. He has accumulated good strength in the kingdom and has a group of supporters of his own. Now that an outstanding younger son has emerged, it is indeed not suitable for succession. What good news.

Among the heirs of a lord, the legitimate son is undoubtedly the first in the order of succession. Just like the ancient dynasty, establishing the heir among the legitimate sons generally follows a process, that is, establishing elders, establishing virtuous people, and establishing love.

Although Felipe, as the eldest son, is the first in line to succeed, Juan is also the legitimate son, so he can definitely fight for it. Who knows what will happen in the future?

Duke Rubio had a headache for a long time because of this incident.

At this time, news came from the palace guard that Ryan came to Magritte!

And Juan happens to be a fervent admirer of Ryan! The first time this younger son heard the news about Ryan was when he defeated the crushing bear Berig in the championship showdown in Mjordenhaven. Since the White Wolf Church and the Holy Sisters Monastery both described the battle process in detail, Ryan's deeds It was naturally compiled into poetry, and the boy, who was only nine years old at the time, remembered it deeply after listening to it once.

After that, Ryan went to Britannia. The distance between the Kingdom of Knights and Estalia was not far. Over the years, Ryan's heroic deeds were introduced to Estalia one after another, and to Juan's. To put it bluntly, Juan grew up listening to Ryan's stories. The reason why he was so good was because the young boy at that time swore that he would become a great knight like Lord Ryan.

For Juan, the highest level of appreciation for a person is: "You fight like Ryan."

It is worth mentioning that throughout the old world, there were many noble children like Juan.

In this way, Juan completed all the knight courses at Magritte's War Goddess Academy within nine years, successfully won his own knight's spurs, and became an official knight.

The Duke immediately thought of a perfect solution to the problem. Doesn't his youngest son admire Ryan very much?

Then send him to be a knight under Ryan!

First, sending Juan away would keep him away from the struggle for inheritance, which would be the most beneficial way to ensure the smooth inheritance of the title of nobility. Since the younger son has the ability, he should find a way to get the title of nobility by himself.

Second, sending Juan to Ryan's command is tantamount to establishing a relationship with this great nobleman who has terrifying influence in Britannia. This is an invisible alliance!

Third, Britannia is not far from Estalia. It takes more than ten days to get to Magritte by fast passenger ship from Bordeaux. Rubio, who loves his youngest son, does not have to worry about his death. Fa saw Juan again.

Kill three birds with one stone! That's it!

But before that, Duke Magritte Rubio Sunwatcher knew that he still needed to find someone to test whether Ryan was indeed as powerful as the legend. This was not to say that he deliberately questioned or looked down on him. This was the caution from his father. After all, Juan is his beloved biological son, and Rubio won't feel at ease unless he sees it with his own eyes.

The Duke and his entourage walked directly towards the Oriental Palace.

At the same time, in the Oriental Palace, in the secret room in the corridor beside the banquet hall.

The Grand Master of the Knights of Magritte frowned, gritted his teeth, and had an angry expression on his face: "So, I was deceived?! The Poseidon Trident can't help us in our expedition to Arabi at all? But how do I know? Aren’t you lying to me too?”

"The son of Poseidon will not use Mannann's reputation to deceive others!" Fedmund said unceremoniously: "Put away your greedy ambitions. If you try to use Poseidon's Trident, you will be met with Poseidon's wrath. You will Cursed, as long as your ships raise their sails, the wrath of Poseidon will swallow you up and roll you into pieces!"

Enzo Moretti's eyebrows were almost knitted together. He wanted to refute Fedmund and tell the legitimate son of the Duke of Bordeaux that these are all lies. I believe you, you are the Holy Grail. Very bad.

However, when the Grand Master of the Knights calmed down and thought about it, he realized that there was no need for Ryan and Fedmund to lie to him?

The first is that the Holy Grail Knight never lies, and the second is that as the heir to the family of Poseidon's Son, Fedmund will not make fun of Poseidon Mannann.

Thinking of this, the grand master of the Knights of Magritte felt a little embarrassed. He blushed: "Then you came to Magritte specifically to laugh at me?"

Why doesn't this old guy understand? Veins popped out on Fedmund's forehead. He thought to himself that this great mentor knew that he had been deceived, so why was he unwilling to admit his mistake? !

"No, I told you, I'm here to talk to you." Ryan signaled Fedmund to calm down, and he raised his hand: "Obviously, Master Enzo Moretti, you have also been deceived by the vampire. , at this point, we are all victims, am I right?”

The Grand Master of the Knights walked around the room before taking over the conversation: "Okay, even if it's false information from the vampires, I still don't understand why the vampires would want us to go on an expedition to Arabi? "

"You must have fought against those skeletons that haunt the desert, right?" Ryan said calmly: "That's the reason."

"Will the undead and the undead be mortal enemies?" Enzo Moretti asked.

"Humans and humans often fight civil wars, let alone the undead?" Ryan also retorted.

At this time, Enzo Moretti had nothing to say. The Grand Master of the Knights' face turned green and white for a while. He obviously spent a lot of determination and finally said: "So... everything is a misunderstanding?"

"And we are here just to clear up the misunderstanding." Fedmund also stood up and said.

"Okay, Holy Grail Knights, I'll give you ten minutes to convince me." Enzo Moretti finally sighed: "Otherwise we will still have a big battle to decide who owns the artifact."

When he reaches the position of Grand Master of the Knights, it is very difficult for him to admit his mistakes, because it will damage his prestige. In many cases, it is not that he does not want to, but that he cannot.

But he has no other choice now. Not to mention Ryan, even Fedmund and Enzo Moretti know that it will be difficult for him to defeat him.

"Very good." Ryan nodded. At this point, the problem is close to being solved.

Next it’s time to negotiate terms.

(whispering)

Twenty minutes later, the door to the secret room opened. Ryan, Fedmund and Enzo Moretti all had relieved smiles on their faces. The three knights walked out quickly, and Enzo Moretti took the initiative to extend his hand. Hand: "Thank you, Lord Ryan, Lord Fedmund. I want to say that you are really excellent knights. It is your efforts that made this storm invisible."

"In order to prevent precious power from being consumed in boring internal fighting, this is what we should do." Ryan stretched out his hand to shake Enzo Moretti's hand.

"I will send someone to tell you the specific delivery time and location." Enzo Moretti nodded: "The leader of the rogue knights is called Guillaume du Chastillon. He has more than three hundred people. There are more than a hundred wandering knights among them, and the rest are mostly a group of horse-riding retinues. We hired the Magritte Pioneer Group, a group of mercenaries, to prepare to take goods from them. The Magritte Pioneer Group is composed of a group of mercenaries. Thousands of men, and some artillery.”

"What are you planning to do?" Ryan asked in a low voice, holding up his wine glass.

"The Magritte Pioneer Group is our hired manpower. I will send a message to the leader of the Pioneer Group. When Guillaume du Chastillon and his rogue knights appear, your people can An ambush is set up on the Moros Plains. When the time comes, the vanguard group will turn against you and help you to ensure that no rogue knights leave alive." Enzo Moretti had already formulated a detailed combat strategy, and the Grand Master said a little embarrassedly Said: "Although the Knights of Magritte failed to fulfill their agreement with those rogue knights, my Lord Milmedia will definitely forgive us. This is also for the sake of peace."

To put it simply, the Knights of Magritte, represented by Enzo Moretti, decided to betray the group of rogue knights under pressure.

"Very good, Bordero's knight army will land soon." Fedmund let out a sigh, and things were finally coming to an end.

At this time, the time had reached around eight o'clock in the evening. The Oriental Palace was still brightly lit and the banquet was still going on. However, after the goal was achieved, Ryan had lost interest in continuing the banquet.

The divinely chosen champion of the Lake Fairy walked alone towards the garden of the Oriental Palace.

The garden located behind the palace is called the Moorish Garden. The name of this garden is taken from Moor, the god of death. Duke Magritte and many local nobles are buried in this garden. The garden is lush with trees, crisscrossed with paths and lakes. The water is crystal clear, the waves are as flat as a mirror, and the birds in the forest are singing, which is sweet to the ears.

In the empire and the southern countries, almost every city has a Moorish garden, also called a Moorish cemetery, where the remains of nobles are placed. Generally, nobles think that cremation is not a decent burial method. Most nobles still prefer burial. The buried souls are easily eroded and disturbed by undead magic, so the Moorish Garden appeared. Within the Moorish Garden, the knights of the Moorish Knights and the Moorish priests will be responsible for protecting the safety of the noble remains. The death-blessed fences and death statues allowed the souls of nobles to rest peacefully under the protection of the god of death.

Of course, it is not free. If you want to live in the Moorish Garden after death, the nobles have to spend a lot of real money, and this is one of the main sources of income of the Moorish Church.

Therefore, the power of the Moorish Knights spread throughout the old world. The priests of the Moorish Church are often not welcomed by everyone but are always respected by everyone, because no one wants the soul after death to return to the chaotic space or be played by the undead.

Maybe one day, I will lie here too? Ryan walked on the path in the garden, feeling the breeze coming at night. The Earl felt that he enjoyed it very much. This trip to Estalia gave him new insights into many things.

He should have asked Veronica to come with him just now. It would be a very romantic thing for the two of them to walk hand in hand by the pool. Ryan thought in his heart that he had always loved Veronica very much and wanted to share himself with her at this time. of joy.

Among all his women, Veronica was the one who really relied on Ryan to complete a class leap, from an official witch with nothing to a female elder with an entire independent wizard tower. Veronica's The story is the envy and hatred of many young witches in the entire Gloria Council. Because of this, most of Veronica's relationships with her colleagues are not good. She has only returned to Gloria Council a handful of times in the past few years...

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ryan?" The voice in the garden interrupted Ryan's random thoughts at an inappropriate time. A tall guard wearing a set of exquisite half-plate armor appeared in front of Ryan. This guard used gold. His armor was decorated with silver, black jade and various gemstones. Three tricolor helmet feathers were stuck on his triangular helmet. The guard saluted Ryan respectfully: "Sorry to bother you."

Ryan was obviously not very happy that his thoughts were interrupted, but thinking that this was not his own territory but someone else's palace garden, Ryan didn't say anything: "Yes, I am, what can I do?"

"Hello, I am Pablo, the captain of the personal guard of Duke Magritte Rubio-Sungazer. It is an honor to meet you." The guard saluted again: "It is my pleasure to meet you by chance in the Moorish Garden. pleasure."

"I think this may not be an accidental encounter, Mr. Pablo." Ryan's face showed a slight hint of ridicule. He stared at the guard captain: "Excuse me, what can I do?"

"That's it! Mr. Ryan, as you can see, I have been stuck on the bottleneck of the legendary mid-level for a long time. I have read all the books on martial arts in the Magritte Library. It took me more than ten years to I'm looking for a duelist to duel, but I can't go any further, so...can you give me a chance to ask you for advice? I want to know where my limit is!" Guards Captain Pablo said to Ryan with the words he had prepared. : "Please give me this chance."

The expression on Ryan's face remained unchanged. He stayed still, his blue eyes looking at the guard captain.

The suffocating power emanated from the winner of the Lake Fairy Goddess Selection. Pablo felt that his internal organs were all tightened together. He tried hard to say something, but he opened his mouth but could not spit out a single word. It was endless. The coldness enveloped his senses.

Pablo seemed to be able to feel that some kind of supreme being was gradually freeing himself from all the shackles.

And in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared again. The guard captain had broken out in sweat at some point, and what he waited for was Ryan's answer: "That's it, that's fine. I won't do it next time."

"Then please, Lord Ryan, put on your armor..."

"No need." Ryan shook his head: "That's it, just attack us."

"What?!"

"I'm saying that's it, pull out your sword and attack us."

In a pavilion not far away, Duke Rubio of Magritte and his son Juan were sitting together. Seeing that Ryan actually chose to face the enemy like this, Juan said in surprise: "Your Excellency Ryan! Your Excellency Ryan is not wearing armor." , without using weapons?!”

"Quiet, Juan." Rubio signaled his son to be quiet. Duke Magritte stared at this honorary duel and whispered.

"Just watch, it's time to test Lord Ryan's strength."

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