Chapter 89 Don’t Save Me, I Believe You Are My Knight

The investiture ceremony was completed in the palace, and no one left at this moment.

The emperor and his children sat down again at the top, the cardinal representing the Holy See stepped aside and sat down, and the metropolitan held the church's holy relics and stood on Vifia's right hand.

Edmont watched the knight's coronation ceremony in astonishment. He looked down at his sister with a puzzled expression. Noticing his gaze, Garian silently asked, "You don't know?"

He shook his head hurriedly. He had thought that there would only be a knighthood ceremony today, but he didn't expect that there would also be a knight's coronation ceremony.

Only now did he truly understand why Gillian attached so much importance to today.

The Emperor broke many conventions for the new Marquis of Kesley.

Even though he deliberately ignored the affairs of the Marquis Brubert's mansion, he, who also came from a noble family, had a basic understanding of the current situation.

Not only was Vifia Kesley allowed to become a Marchioness, she was also allowed to knightly coronate her chosen squire in advance and independently.

He glanced around, and the expressions of the other nobles were even more indifferent than before.

She was slapping the noble knight in the face. Not only did she not choose the noble knight, she also did not choose a few more knights after choosing the commoner.

She only chose him, the commoner.

Even though he had no intention of becoming a knight, he could still feel the feelings of other knights: shame, envy, and jealousy.

There weren't many knights who could hold their coronation ceremony in the palace, and now...

For a knight, being allowed by a master who is a great noble to share all her glory at this moment, and being chosen uniquely and without hesitation, is the highest honor for him.

Arnold stood in front of Vifiya with his head down, and the accelerated heartbeat in his chest could be felt clearly in his hands.

In fact, when he first agreed to be loyal to her, she said that she would give him the same starting point as the noble knights and would crown him with glory, but he didn't care. He was just making decisions according to his inner thoughts and intuition.

He never thought that she would give him such supreme honor at this moment. Why?

If she needs a "own person", but now she has become a marquis, this "own person" no longer exists, and she will have many "own people".

she……

He still often dreamed of her. Sometimes she would stand in the sun in a daze, sometimes her eyes would be empty and she would silently shed tears, and sometimes she would smile...

sometimes……

No, it was at that time when he dreamed that she was imprisoned. In the dream, another self wanted to save her, but in a panic she grabbed his wrist.

He could not forget the eyes in his dream, those red eyes. He seemed to see endless flames and white snow all over the sky. She was smiling. It was the first time he saw her smiling so wildly in his dream.

But she said, "Don't save me."

Really, don't you want him to save you? Not only him in the dream, but also him watching all this, the entire dream is clamoring, I want to save you.

He suspected he was ill, but he knew his physical condition better than anyone else.

Why does he always dream about things that have never happened? Why are those things related to her? And why is he so sad every time?

Do you know why, miss?

He will not get an answer because he will not ask, he knows himself.

Just think about it, if she hadn't had those dreams, if she hadn't approached him actively, would he have followed her?

The answer is yes.

"I promise to hold high the sword you have given me, bathing it in the goddess' holy light and bearing in mind the divine teachings. I will be loyal to the empire and will never yield in the face of powerful adversaries. I will respect women, protect the weak, and unconditionally oppose those who do evil. I will reject injustice, debauchery, and lies. I promise to fight for your glory until the last drop of my blood."

Arnold's voice echoed in the hall, and several knights who had been prepared came forward and put on spurs, armor and helmets for him.

Vifiya took the sword that she had prepared for him in advance from the servant beside her and put it around his waist.

Then Arnold lowered his head and half-knelt.

The new Marquess of Casely drew the sword given to her by the Emperor and placed the flat blade on his shoulder.

The Metropolitan, holding the holy relic on a red velvet tray, took a half step forward, facing the center of the sword. He lowered his eyes and said, "Great Goddess Lehomi, in the presence of the holy relic, Marquis of Kesley, Vifia Kesley, and your follower, Arnold, enter into this oath ceremony. Your servant implores you to fulfill it."

After saying that, Vifiya's sword struck Arnold's shoulder for the first time.

"You must follow the rules of chivalry. They will guide your future life and lead you to understand the sparks of the goddess scattered throughout the world. You must be pious, you must pray, you must believe in the doctrine and obey all its precepts. You must respect the citizens and become their protector."

The second time.

"You must be humble, honor your promises, be brave, be loyal, do not lie, do not be arrogant, do not be mean, do not commit evil, and you must fight against all injustice."

The third time.

"You should love the Empire, hold your weapon tightly, fight for it, fight for your monarch, defend all her glory, win honor for you and for her, fight bravely, this is the code of conduct for a knight."

The hall was silent, with only Vifia's voice. No matter how dissatisfied the nobles were with the person to be chosen for the knight's coronation, the emperor of the empire and the cardinal of the church were both sitting here.

They all understood that this was a ceremony approved by the emperor himself.

"I, Arnold, swear to always uphold the code of chivalry."

Vifia sheathed her sword and, under the gaze of the Archbishop, she walked a few steps around behind Arnold. She stared at the armor that exposed the back of the knight's neck, specially designed for the ritual steps at the moment.

She clenched her fist and punched Arnold in the back of the neck.

"You will protect my body, guard my honor, and defend my property and my territory, just as other knights do to their lords. I promise to protect you, just as other lords do to their knights."

She had good control of her strength. Arnold swayed slightly, but quickly stabilized his body. This was his answer to the lord.

Vifiya returned to the stairs and looked at him with her eyes lowered. "In the name of the goddess Lehomie, I knight you. I recognize you as my knight."

Vifiya was aware of her situation and the attitude of the nobles when she awarded Arnold the title of knight, but so what? Her decision and implementation were driven by more than just her.

She admitted that this was the best timing since she had promised Arnold to be her knight in her previous life.

She would not be so whimsical as to think that she alone could overcome all obstacles.

The Kesley family is indeed one of the most aristocratic families in the empire, but in terms of money, which family can compare with the Duke of Dordo? In terms of power, how many families can openly slap the emperor in the face?

The Marquis of Kesley might be able to do it by any means necessary, but what did she have? Money? Power? No, she had none of that. She only had the title of a Marquis' daughter. All she could do, all she could rely on, were her past sixteen rebirths.

That made her helpless rebirth.

As for everything she did for Arnold now, she was just fulfilling her promise and giving him the highest honor she could give.

No matter what happens, she must hold on to something so that she will not lose herself and can feel that the consciousness of "I" still exists.

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Ulucia-Lunland County.

Snowflakes are falling on a whole expanse of red tiles and white bricks, and white smoke is rising from the chimneys. Although the weather is cold, people are still coming and going here.

While the adults were sweeping the snow in front of their own doors, the children were having snowball fights, and the cleared snow piles were scattered everywhere.

"You bastards!"

"Run, run, mom is angry!"

Salis glanced at the children running past her, then turned and pushed open the door of the largest tavern in the middle of the street.

She and the bartender nodded slightly, ignored the noise inside, and went upstairs.

The bartender quickly prepared the drinks and followed her with a tray. The door was not closed, so he pushed it open and walked in.

"Miss, as usual, you want the 'Lingzhuxiang'." But as he lowered his head to put down the wine, he spoke in a voice only audible to the two of them, "Sir, the new administrator of Lunlan County is planning to go to Monbechin Village."

Salis calmly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. She smiled and said, "Thank you. Your 'Lingzhuxiang' tastes just as good as before."

The bartender took a few steps back and bowed: "It is our honor to receive your praise, young lady."

After saying that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Salis poured the remaining "Lingzhuxiang" in the glass into her mouth in one breath, walked a few steps to the door and locked it, then stood in front of the valley mural hanging on the wall of the room and stretched out her hand.

The magic circle lit up in her palm, and the paint on the mural dripped down as if it was melted, and soon rotated along with the magic circle.

As the light of the magic circle gradually dissipated, a mirror as white as new replaced the mural.

Salis reached her hand in, and in just a moment, her figure disappeared from the room, and the valley mural still hung quietly on the wall.

“Chirp, chirp~”

The chirping of baby birds and the gurgling of mountain springs were in her ears. A gentle breeze blew through the ends of her hair. Sally stood firmly on a green meadow and brushed the silver-gray hair that fell in front of her cheeks behind her ears.

Lizlinwo, this space independent of the outside world, is still the same as before, as spring as always.

In the wooden building ahead, Isidore and Kaharun were already waiting inside.

The three of them passed through layers of gates and magical restrictions and finally reached their destination.

Isidore stretched out his hand and placed it on the gate. As the magic power was stimulated, light appeared on the gate, and runes were embedded in each other to form a complete magic circle.

Soon, the door opened.

The bright and spacious hall was reflected in their eyes. The top of the hall was transparent as if there was no barrier. The green branches of the huge yam tree above their heads blocked out a little light. The waterfall above violently hit the transparent barrier of the hall, but only the gurgling water like music could be heard.

In the center of the circular hall was a large, equally circular wooden table. Only the first three seats were empty. The stairs leading up were also sparsely populated with groups of magicians standing together.

As the three of them walked in, everyone sitting at the round table stood up at the same time, and everyone's eyes were on them.

Sallys roughly scanned the entire hall. After receiving her magic message, everyone who should have arrived had arrived, and those on the stairs were the magicians from the East Continent who were free recently and could attend this gathering.

Not surprisingly, Hefa, the representative of the Ganache family among the four major families, was also present.

Although the war four hundred years ago dealt a severe blow to the wizarding world and the number of wizards decreased sharply, the wizarding world has been recovering over the years.

As Isidore and Kaharun sat down, the others at the round table also returned to their seats, waiting for the great magician Salis Lepezer, who had summoned them, to speak.

After all, the gathering was held in Lizlinwo, and even the four major families were required to have someone present.

The last time she had imposed such a request was when she brought the first living favorite of God to see them in nearly a thousand years.

"Since everyone is here." Salis did not sit down. She leaned her hands on the table, took out a bottle of light blue potion from the small magic circle that appeared out of thin air next to her, and gently placed it on the table.

"Everyone, we have gathered you all in Lizlinwo today to make a news announcement."