——Correction of a question in the previous chapter, I forgot that the girl Sha (e), her father’s surname and Guanfu’s surname both had to be changed to the ending of the word, so it should be Kaliliana Lotnikva.

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The scene seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds, and even the cold wind that blew seemed to solidify in the air.

Carlylena and the servants not far away watched the winter bear pounce in front of him in a daze, and then fell to the sky and the ground at an unstoppable speed after a sword light flashed, stirring up the snow mist that had been filled with a long time.

Is an adult, knight-powered Winter Bear so simple that he was killed dramatically?

The winter bear highlighted a deep blood line from its forehead, nose, mouth to its body, but no drop of blood flowed out, and all frozen into an ice layer with a faint blue light.

Then a light gray mysterious halo burst out from its body. When the light subsided, the Winter Bear disappeared, and a man in a black cloak appeared. His face and cloak were divided into two halves under the sword.

However, his vitality is very tenacious, and he is still twisting and moaning on the ground and not being killed by a sword. However, if he is not treated in time, he can completely imagine what he will end in a few minutes.

When encountering an enemy attack, Lucien was always cruel and accurate and would not hold back at all. If it were the real Winter Bear, he would have died completely.

"Is it a druid? Or an ancient inheritance magician of the change system..."

After chopping over a winter bear, Lucien couldn't help but be slightly surprised and confused even though he was good at keeping calm. After recalling the fluctuations of the light gray light just now, he was initially confirmed to be a magician.

But before he understood the purpose and plan of this guy, Lucien would not risk saving him in public just because he was a magician.

After looking at the man in black lying on the ground for a few seconds, Carlylena made a sharp scream as if she had just woken up from a nightmare: "There is an assassin!"

The snow on the tall conifer trees was shaken by her loud screams, and the young nobles who were hunting precious animals were rushing back in a hurry.

At the same time, Carlylana's face turned pale, and when she was extremely frightened, she was about to fall down the Dragon Scale Horse, just in the direction of Lucien beside her.

Lucien's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand was still sheathed, but he held it tightly, as if he could pull it out again at any time. His left hand politely held Carlylena's shoulder, allowing her to sit firmly immediately, and then asked "carefully": "Baoness, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I didn't expect that an assassin would come to kill me. Mr. Peter, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I might have died..." Carlylena looked extremely weak, like a pity-provoking little white flower. After stabilizing her body with the help of Lucien's power, she wrapped her hands around Lucien's left hand, and her plump body also leaned up, as if she was seeking a sense of security and protection. The strong sweet fragrance of adult shui women and the smell of cosmetics lingered at Lucien's nose.

Lucien's nose twitched twice, not too accustomed to this sweetness, and subconsciously wanted to use "air filter bubbles".

The incident happened suddenly, and because of Sergei, he had some doubts about Baroness Carlylena. Lucien had no feeling of a beautiful woman throwing her into her arms. He pushed Carlylena away with his left hand: "Baoshi, it's good that you're fine. There may be other assassins. The danger has not been lifted yet. Don't interfere with my warning."

Carlylena was about to press her towering chest to Lucien's arm, but as soon as she tried to force it, it was empty. Then Lucien's words kept appearing in her mind as if echoed: "Don't interfere with my alert, don't interfere with me, don't interfere with me..."

"Okay, Mr. Peter. You are such a brave and cautious knight." The ignorance of charm made Carlylena seem to have forgotten a little bit of fear and fright, and Silver Teeth replied in a bit.

At this time, Carlylena's maid urged the horse to catch up and support Carlylena, and the attendants surrounded her in a group to guard against other possible assassins.

Carlylena, who had been a lord for several years, slowly recovered her calm, and ordered with a little palpitation and fear: "Tie the assassin up, don't let him die, and then leave it to the Reverend Nichola of the Manor Church to question it with divine techniques, and be sure to find out his behind-the-scenes instruction! He still looks like a hateful magician!"

"As for orders, Baron." Several servants rode their horses to the man in black. Some took out the standard magic ban rope, and some took out the healing potion. They quickly divided the work and cooperated to tie him up.

Ball Shaq and other young nobles saw this scene as soon as they came back, and asked hurriedly and concernedly: "Calilena, how are you? You are not injured, are you?"

Her pale face brought out a feeling of pity that was different from the past, making these young nobles want to hug her into their arms and take good care of her and feel pity.

Kalenina forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. The assassin has been subdued by Mr. Peter. He didn't expect that he was actually a formal knight, and he easily defeated the Assassin's Winter Bear with one sword."

Speaking of this, her eyes flashed and she looked at Lucien secretly, with a faint blush on her face.

When Ball Shack saw Carlylena's appearance, he felt jealous and glared at Lucien with hatred. He held the leather gloves in his left hand, as if he was about to take them off and throw them in the snow to demand a duel, but he immediately came back and said in astonishment: "Peter, is he a formal knight?"

Although the probability of stimulating bloodlines is higher than that of other countries, the knight is still an unattainable rank among many young nobles. The 24-year-old Ballshaq set his goal to become a knight before the age of thirty. If he can get Carlylena and her wealth, even if he cannot succeed, he can buy secret potions from smuggling channels to inspire him.

Within the Magic Council, the potion that stimulates bloodlines and blood purifiers are worth about 500 Jintale. However, in the Shahland Empire and many mainland countries, those small and medium-sized nobles who cannot rely on their own to stimulate bloodlines but do not possess family secret potions like the great nobles are often willing to spend thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins to obtain. Except for the nobles, no one can understand the nobles' desire for titles and bloodlines.

This is a highly profitable commodity. Given the mentality that the enemy can help, the Magic Council simply deliberately smuggled into the Shahran Empire, and at the same time strictly controlled the quantity. Of course, many secluded ancient legacy magicians in the east also rely on refining similar potions and magic items to quietly divide some cakes to maintain their magic research and promotion.

Carlylena glanced at Lucien and quickly withdrew her gaze, as if she had not yet fully recovered from the shock she had just now: "Yes, Mr. Peter is a real knight, whether it is strength, or his character and courage."

All the young nobles looked at Lucien, with extremely complex eyes, doubts, loss, hatred, and depression.

Lucien held the long sword of alert and smiled: "I have been in the northern Flame Fortress area for many years and experienced many life-and-death dangers, which has stimulated bloodline power. It is difficult for the childish eagle to learn to fly if it is not pushed out of the nest!"

Carlylena coughed softly and softly interrupted the faint confrontation between the two sides: "Dear guests, our winter hunting meeting has to end early because of the assassins. However, the scheduled dance party to welcome Mr. Peter is still held at my estate as scheduled, where the guards and priests are protected."

The assassin's goods are real, and it is quite a distance from Carlylena's manor to Ural City, and it is getting dark, so Ballshaq and others, who are worried about accidents on the road, agreed to attend the dance.

"Calilena and Peter can't leave a chance to be alone!" they roared inside.

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Unlike Alto and Tria's style, Shahran's music tunes are beautiful but unrestrained and heroic, full of unique flavor.

In the hall covered with bright red carpets, young nobles gathered together to talk with each other with wine glasses. On the long table in the corner were cups of amber "Golden Lega" spirits, as well as foods such as butter, white bread, muffins, butter grilled fish, black caviar, grilled lamb kebabs, fried chicken, steak, red cabbage sweet and sour soup, oxtail soup and other foods, as well as various beautifully shaped butter desserts.

As the owner, Carlylena took Lucien back and forth in the ball hall and introduced him to every guest.

She had changed into a black evening dress and fully exposed her graceful figure. She had no extra jewelry on her body, but she was wearing a string of pearl necklaces with soft luster, highlighting her swan-like white and slender neck and towering chest.

"This is Mr. Ivanovsky, a famous merchant in the empire. He can be seen from the Storm Strait to the border of the northwestern province, from the polar snowman tribe to the Marinov defense line." Kaliliana pointed to a gentle middle-aged man with a gentle and golden-wisted eyes. He was strong and had some contradiction with his temperament, like a winter bear reading quietly.

Ivanovsky took Kaliliana's right hand and kissed it gently on the back of his hand: "Madam Kaliliana, no matter how much treasure you have, you cannot have a beauty like you, nor can you exchange for a precious title. I am just an ordinary businessman running around for some noble people."

After the salute, he stretched out his right hand and shook Lucien: "I'm glad to know you, Mr. Peter. I've heard of your name in the northwest province. I didn't expect that you would have already inspired your bloodline after a few years of disappearance. When you return to your family, I believe you will soon be able to obtain the title of Lord. Unfortunately, Sir Joseph cannot see this scene."

"My father likes to drink and is excited, so..." Lucien said indifferently. According to Varenting's description, Peter and Joseph had a very bad relationship.

After chatting with Lucien about the Vladimir family, Ivanovsky smiled and said, "If you have business in the future, please take care of Mr. Peter. It will not be delayed that you and Mrs. Carlylena will dance the opening dance."

Carlylena's voice grew a little louder: "Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Mr. Peter Joseph Vladimir from the Northwest Province."

The applause was not very warm, but Carlylena didn't care. She looked at Lucien charmingly: "Mr. Peter, as the master, I invite you to dance the first dance at the dance party."

Lucien bowed slightly, stretched out his right hand and said with a formal title: "Ms. Lotnikva, this is my honor."

Carlylena smiled and handed her soft and delicate hands into Lucien's hand. As the music changed, the two danced gracefully, dancing the "exotic" style of Ilia's circle dance.

Leaning against Lucien, he felt amazing elasticity, Carlylena's eyes became blurred, as if it could attract every man's soul, "Peter, do you know, when the Winter Bear pounced on me, I was so desperate and fearful. At this time, you stood up, blocked me, and saved me from the abyss of death. Looking at your straight back, I felt safe and secure before, as if you could block all the wind and rain for me, so that I could enjoy happiness carefree."

"Thank you for your praise, Mrs. Carlylena. But if I don't take action, that winter bear will attack me," Lucien replied politely.

Carlylena's head was approaching, her red lips were scented, her breathing was rapid and hot: "No matter what, when Peter, you defeated the Winter Bear and saved me, you became the hero in my mind, so powerful and reliable. When I saw you, my heartbeat could not help but speed up. This was a feeling I had never felt before, even when I married my husband, I was only moved by his fatherly care."

Lucien thought for a while and said seriously: "Madam Carlylena, you are a rare good person..." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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