Just when everyone in the hall fell silent and listened to the declaration of His Royal Highness, who was always known for his passion, and were looking for the lucky person Ursula said, a calm and almost cold word reverberated in the air, although the voice was not high,
But it was clearly audible, reducing the initially heated atmosphere to the same temperature as the sound.
To reject a prince's proposal of marriage so bluntly and without any tact on such an occasion?!
In surprise, everyone's eyes shifted and all focused on the Priestess who was alone in a corner.
Under the attention of everyone, Priestess still behaved calmly and calmly, as if she did not feel any pressure. She had a kind of independent beauty, that kind of feeling that she could be seen but always separated by the sky and looked at her at the same time.
Everyone's hearts arose, and suddenly they had an inexplicable sense of recognition for her choice, and felt that it was only natural for her to do so.
"Carmelita, I have understood since the first time I saw you four years ago. Your appearance is so dazzling that even the brilliance of the sun cannot be compared. From that day until the end of your life, you will be mine.
The only one, God Ingrid sent you to me, it is destined that we will be a suitable couple..."
Ursula's affectionate declaration of courtship caused ripples among the unmarried aristocratic girls, but the beautiful and proud Priestess only responded lightly.
"You may be hallucinating. God Ingrid doesn't have time to talk to me about this."
In an instant, Ursula's face turned red. Being rejected in public is a very embarrassing thing for the perpetrator. His Royal Highness, who overestimated the influence of his own charm on the Priestess, was obviously not as qualified as a ruler.
Although he was thick-skinned, he still suppressed it, and after a while he calmed down and replaced it with a deep voice.
"I understand your pursuit, but my heart will never change. Let's just decide everything according to the ancient duel before the gods. I will use my hands to get your love."
As soon as he said this, the whole audience was in an uproar!
"What is a duel before the gods?"
Geer looked at Luckarin in confusion, and the silver-haired girl only shook her head in confusion.
"The so-called duel before the gods is a tradition of the Ingrid Church, because the Priestess does not need love and marriage before she retires from her duties, but the oppression of some secular forces makes the Church unable to refuse. In this case, something happened
The so-called duel before the gods is a one-on-one duel between the challenger and the priestess's guardian warrior with weapons. If the challenger wins, he will be able to marry the serving priestess in the name of God Ingrid.
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The one who was explaining was the Seventeenth Princess who was sitting on the side, eating ice cream with a small spoon elegantly. The princess, who was still in her early childhood, saw the eyes of Geer and others turning to her, and leisurely took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped it.
Wiping the milky mark on the corner of his mouth, he continued to speak: "Because of the challenge
Fighters are not allowed to find replacements and there is no limit on casualties, and the guardian warriors of the priestess they face are the most elite warriors trained by the church, so few people actually take on this kind of challenge, and even fewer people succeed.
Very few people mention this tradition anymore.”
"Then how do you know?" Iona asked carelessly. She had been in Sanssouci Palace for a long time, and she was very familiar with people. She had a good relationship with the Seventeenth Princess, plus her female
In view of her identity, it is not too abrupt for Her Royal Highness the Princess to ask questions like this.
"My ancestor is the Grand Duke Isadore Jean Anslin, the founder of the Anslin family. One of his wives was the Priestess of the Ingrid Church, and she was able to marry her after successfully challenging a duel before the gods.
This incident is recorded in the biography of Duke Isadore."
Just as the Seventeenth Princess was spreading knowledge to Geer and others, the situation on the podium also changed.
"Your Highness, Carmelita is a trainee priest. She has not yet been equipped with a guardian warrior. If you want to challenge a duel before the gods, you can do it after Carmelita returns to the temple to officially perform her duties..." Standing behind Carmelita
An old-looking nanny came forward and explained to Ursula.
"Shut up! You have no place to speak here!"
For other people, Ursula did not have such good patience and directly scolded her harshly. "If Carmelita is not an elected priest, then she is free. Then I request you to marry me as a member of the Anslin family."
You should accept it. This is the oath agreement between Ingrid Church and my ancestor Isadore." Ursula turned to Saloras who was not far away. "Sister, I have taken up this quota, no problem."
Saloras's meaningful eyes swept over the prince and the priestess.
"It's up to you. No one else will use this quota except you."
Oath agreement? Quota?
The term in Ursula's mouth confused Gal and the others for a while, but looking at the embarrassed and angry expression of the nun standing in front of Carmelita, you knew that this was probably not a good thing.
Since they didn't understand, Geer and the others turned their attention to the seventeenth princess. As a member of the Anslin family, she must have an explanation.
"Well... this... because of his background, Duke Isadore was more casual in his work at that time. Since his marriage to the Priestess was not happy with Ingrid's church, he relied on the army to subdue him in the end, so he also made a decision by the way.
We made some unfair agreements..."
Although what the seventeenth princess said was relatively obscure, everyone present still understood it clearly. Thinking back to some anecdotes spread among the people about the lord who single-handedly established the Principality of Hasting, they were not all positive images. In the early days, he was wild and untamable.
The strong contrast between the copycat bandits and the wise and powerful founding kings of the later period has always been a hot topic among the people of Haisting.
Immediately, the classic bloody villain plot of a copycat leader snatching Mrs. Yazhai, and then snatching her dowry, forcing Mrs. Yazhai's family to make an unequal contract, was automatically completed in everyone's mind.
Geer and Lucalin were okay, their faces were relatively calm, while Iona had a look of surprise on her face, and then showed an expression of extreme envy, and the look on the face of Brother Brian, who had a good impression of Ingrid Church
It doesn't look very good.
"Actually... the Priestess was very happy after marrying Duke Isadore..." Seeing that everyone was obviously not thinking in the best light, the Seventeenth Princess explained awkwardly, knowing what her ancestors were like, but obviously
Her tone was unconvincing.
But now is not the time to explore the romantic past of the founding monarch, everyone's attention returned to the rostrum again.
"Aunt Nim, you go down and I'll handle it." Carmelita took a step forward, walked in front of her, and stopped the angry grandma. "I agree to your challenge to a duel in front of the gods, and it's up to you.
I'm here to fight."
"My sword will never be aimed at you." Ursula said softly, and then glanced at the church members behind Carmelita, "Don't tell me, Ingrid, everything in your church will only make one woman
Come forward? Are all men dead?!"
The expressions of everyone in the church suddenly changed drastically. Several younger men seemed to rush out, but they were still unable to do so due to the obstruction of several elders. In fact, among the church members, Carmelita's personal combat ability was the best.
Qiang, after calming down, they knew that Ursula, who was famous for her martial arts, would take her place in the battle. They had no confidence, but even if they knew this, everyone in the church was still extremely angry when faced with this almost humiliating words.
"Is there no one?" Ursula's voice rose again, "Where is Tule? Isn't he your guardian warrior?"
Very familiar.
This was Geer's first reaction after hearing Ursula's words, and then he realized that the name Thule was the false identity prepared for him by Saloras.
Then his team members also turned to look at him, obviously a little surprised that Ursula suddenly pointed the finger at him.
Lucalin was surprised with a bit of anger, Iona was full of excitement, and the Bryan brothers were full of joy. They had never doubted Geer's fighting ability. If he represented Inge
It would be best if the Church of Lid came forward to teach the prince, who was arrogant and hateful in their eyes, a lesson.
"Tuler, stand up..." At this time, Ursula on the rostrum was still shouting loudly, and the guests who were watching were also talking about this "competitor" that suddenly appeared from Ursula's mouth.
Extremely curious.
"That's enough, that's it for today!" After Ursula said the name Thule, the eyes of Saloras, who was watching the show, began to become gloomy. Seeing that her brother was still a little reluctant, she finally
I couldn't help but speak up to stop him.
"No, eldest sister, I will never listen to you on this matter today!" Ursula acted very tough.
"Take him down." Saloras said no more and prepared to let the guards she brought take Ursula away by force.
"I'm sorry, please forgive my willfulness, eldest sister." Ursula did not back down, and his guards also stood in front of him, blocking Saloras's guards.
The guests present only felt that today's situation was too weird. It was originally just a matter of a romantic and passionate prince proposing to a woman, but then it turned into a gladiatorial drama, and finally it turned into a confrontation between the eldest princess and the ninth prince.
This situation left the guests at a loss.
The rest of the royal family, including Frommine, stayed aside to watch the show, apparently determined not to take the initiative to wade into troubled waters this time.
Just when Saloras' face was getting darker and darker, and she was about to explode, a voice broke the deadlock.
"I, Tule, have accepted this duel challenge before the gods!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)