Bairwen turned his firm eyes to Alten, and smiled slightly: "Being able to participate in a nearly practical trial and experience the danger of blood and fire is my pursuit as a true knight, and it has nothing to do with the identity of the crown prince. // // [This article comes from]" As he said, he looked at Ulrich, the Duke of the Plantain and said, "Uncle Ulrich, since you agree to Sophia's request, you should not refuse me again, right? I also got my father's consent."

The old duke sighed: "You young men...well, satisfy your wish."

His slightly loose eyelids drooped down, blocking all the emotional changes in the dark blue eyes.

Earl Nuremberg smiled heartily and said, "Good, Baier, the knights should be tempered by the battle! If I had not gone to the northern provinces to participate in the war against Shahran, and fought countless knights on the earth, in the sky, and at the bottom of the river, and passed by death many times, maybe I would not be able to advance to the Sky Knight in my life."

"Uncle Nuremberg, you have always been my role model." Baier laughed, then turned around and walked towards Alten, laughing casually as if he was unintentionally, "As my good friend, I hope you can fight alongside me."

Alten immediately became excited, and he knelt on one knee, and said in the posture of a knight's loyalty to the lord: "This is my glory, Your Highness, I will always be your knight."

The nobles who followed him were all extremely excited. With the addition of His Royal Highness, with his identity and strength, the situation was once again beneficial to him and others!

This is also why Alten is so excited. Baier's perfect appearance made him see the light in the sinking darkness!

"I didn't expect that His Highness the Prince also came, and he was standing on the side of Alten..." Lucien "subconsciously" and "lost his mind" to himself.

Sophia next to her had white skin and no emotional change. She smiled cutely: "With the brother joining, things become interesting. Otherwise, we would have two level five people here, bullying Alten and the others were like bullying children, and there was no meaning."

Alten just stepped into the Great Knight rank not long ago, and is currently only at level 3.

Is that right? Little girl... Lucien said in his stomach that his real age may not be as old as Sophia, but his psychological age is far greater than that.

Lucien's eyes passed over Sophia's perky nose and looked at Claire and Relf to observe their reactions.

Claire's white and neat teeth unconsciously bit his red lips, his eyes wandering and flashing. Relf's right hand clenched into a fist and pressed against his mouth. They looked a little sad. Obviously, the appearance of the princess and the prince made them doubt their hope of winning again.

The expressions and movements of the other candidates for successors were almost the same. Suddenly, a 17 or 18-year-old boy stood up and said, "Uncle Duke, I ask to withdraw."

"Yeah?" Ulrich looked at him with a stern look.

The young boy said depressedly: "They are too powerful. I have no hope of winning, so I still don't accept the blow."

"Very wise." The talker was Duda, who was proud.

Duke Ulrich didn't say much, and giving in is not necessarily cowardly. Sometimes he is still smart.

With the beginning, all other candidates except "Borac", Alten, Claire and Relf withdraw.

"Your Highness, your momentum has completely overwhelmed them." Andris said with a look of blushing, "You are worthy of being the most talented one of this generation of knights."

The bloodline of the divine family is "Sechner". Different members often have different abilities of seraphic abilities. Some tend to fight in hand, some tend to cast spells, and some have both. For example, Rudolf II inspired the balanced bloodline of "King of Angels" and Sophia is the "Angelo of Wind" who purely cast spells. Baier is the "Angelo of Justice" who prefers to fight in hand.

Baier smiled and shook his head: "Although I am very confident in myself, the most talented among this generation of knights is undoubtedly Princess Natasha of the Principal of Vaurit. She can become a heavenly knight at the age of 26, even in historical records. With her smoothing out the will of two top bloodlines, there will be no obstacles before becoming a Golden Knight. So I admire her very much, but I feel inferior. I hope to advance to the heavenly knight as soon as possible, so that I can go to Alto openly and see if the most beautiful violet has an unparalleled appearance and fighting talent like the legend."

He spoke frankly, without any inferiority or shame, but rather felt a bit motivating.

"Maybe Princess Natasha will be the queen of the empire in the future." Andris smiled in agreement, with a pun.

Lucien rubbed his chin and looked at them with a smile.

"My brother's dream will never come true, and the church cannot allow the Principal of Vaurit to return to the empire. You must know that the princess is already the Countess of Violet." Sophia said in a low voice with a smile.

Deni combed his hair on his forehead: "That's not necessarily the case. Love can sometimes make people do the stupidest things. If both the empire and the principality are firm, the church will not be able to get involved."

"That depends on your brother's charm." Sophia giggled.

Your brother's charm is almost hopeless, but you have certain possibilities, Lucien muttered to himself.

Seeing that the time has come, Ulrich, the Duke of Gorefresh, announced:

"The trial of the underground palace begins. Who among the four heir candidates arrives first at the secret room full of oil paintings of the ancestors of the Gorgeous Flower Family, even if no one arrives, who can persevere to the end will be considered to be considered to be considered to be considered to be."

"Remember, the underground palace is changing at any time. The map you bought with a lot of money is of no use. At the same time, the place where everyone appears after entering is different. Don't try to ambush it in place, as it will waste your time."

There are only goals and no rules to explain. All means are allowed in the underground palace, but in the trial, you cannot carry minions. In addition to verifying your bloodline, you can also prevent people from using items for the Sky Knight to transform the trial into one-sided.

The strange stone gate behind Ulrich slowly turned black, like the open mouth of a terrifying monster, and Alten stood in front of it first.

Earl Nuremberg took out a gorse pin and stabbed it directly into the back of his hand.

Lucien's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes drooped, and he understood that this was verifying his bloodline. Can the transformed mask hide it from them?

A drop of faint and dazzling blood condensed on the needle of the gorse flower pin, and then quickly absorbed it, without any trace of blood stains.

Earl Nuremberg nodded gently: "Go in, Alten."

When Alten walked to the edge of the dark gate, he suddenly turned back to Lucien, his eyes were faintly provocative, and he clamped his five fingers in turn, fisted, and then he disappeared into the darkness without waiting for Lucien's reaction.

Next, it's Lucien's turn.

He stretched out his left hand calmly, trying to relax his heartbeat and muscles, and watched Nuremberg pierce the pin into his blood vessels and felt a little numbness.

As soon as the pin left the back of his hand, Lucien's spirit was immediately tense, ready to start a sudden attack after being exposed, take Sophia hostage or escape in the chaos.

The drop of blood seemed to shrink countless times, and a faint light sprinkled out. Then it shook a few times on the needle, making Lucien's heart almost stop beating.

After a brief shaking, the blood was strangely absorbed by the pins, without a trace.

"Borac, go in, where are your weapons and armor?" Earl Nuremberg smiled slightly curiously.

Lucien pointed to his storage bag and replied respectfully: "It's all inside."

I understood that he used extraordinary items as his trump card. Nuremberg no longer asked any more questions and let him walk to the gate of darkness, while Relf and Claire's expression changed slightly at the back of the team.

Without looking back, Lucien stepped into the dark gates without any speed.

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It seemed as if passing through a layer of cold and thick mist. Lucien found himself in a room similar to a servant's bedroom, spacious but only with rows of standard wooden beds and several shabby wooden cabinets.

After putting on the fireweaver's bracelet, dodge boots, deformation robe, and ogre gloves. After turning the robe into silver-gray armor, Lucien took out the frost sword with a flashing blue light, left the room, stepped into the corridor, and based on the information provided by Rhein and the surrounding arrangement, he began to judge the secret passage that entered the inner layer of the palace, which was the secret room full of oil paintings of the ancestors of the Gorgeous Family.

"This underground palace once had the presidency of alchemy life, but later it disappeared for some reason. It could only change according to instinct. The law of change is the astrological diagram of the constellation of Thanos." Lucien held the long sword tightly with both hands, walked slowly, observing the flow of energy and the arrangement of some magic circles that were not hidden, and began to crack the law of change.

Because it is not clear whether the Duke of the Gorgeous and others outside the palace can observe the things inside, Lucien did all this very concealed and the mental power field did not unfold.

Just after turning a corridor, Lucien suddenly saw several noble children walking into another door in an open house. They suddenly met each other. There were tall and beautiful Joselin and the slutty Andris inside.

"Haha, I didn't expect to hit you, the trash! Where is your princess? Where is your helper?" Andris, wearing black armor, laughed wildly, "You seem to be abandoned by the Lord, so he is full of bad luck!"

He raised his hands and shouted, and rushed towards Lucien.

Joselin and others all showed surprise expressions. Borac, who was alone, was quite easy to deal with. Such an opportunity was really rare. If he had to meet with Princess and Deny, things would be very troublesome.

However, Joselin had a little sympathy in her surprise expression. After all, Borak had loved him for so long. He was always a little unbearable to think that he was about to be cut into bloody injuries by Andris' giant sword.

Seeing that Borac stood there as if he was stunned, Andris jumped up, slashed down, and made a heavy blow.

Go and die!

As soon as the shouting in my heart began, the giant sword with both hands was slashed in half, and a hand flashed with silvery luster suddenly appeared on the sword body.

This hand was so cold and ruthless, with five fingers tightly clasped, pinching the giant sword, making it impossible to cut it down again, and Andris was like a frog hanging on the sword, trying hard to kick his legs, but it was difficult to land.

Such an incredible scene made Joselin and others look dull and didn't know what to react.

Looking in astonished eyes, he fell into Lucien's blue eyes as deep as a lake. Andris suddenly felt uncontrollable fear. He threw down his giant sword and was about to run back.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, Andris felt his forehead chills, and he couldn't help but shivered a few times. Then he watched his armor crack and his shirt crack, and his shirt cracked, falling all over the ground, and instantly turned naked.

If I move forward a little more, I will... Andris's legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

"I said, don't kneel in front of me and beg for mercy." Lucien shook his head gently. It was so immoral to beat the child.
Chapter completed!