Chapter 26: Holy Son Reserve
"What's happening over there? Should we go over and take a look?" someone asked.
Xia looked at the dense crowd, then looked up and saw a familiar cardinal sitting behind a green plant on the second floor, silently observing the people downstairs.
He gave a gentle smile, "Okay, I'm also curious about what happened there."
On this side, Xia walked into the crowd with ulterior motives, while over there, Wavelin and Lu Yi were in a tense situation with the man.
Wavelin picked up the sword that fell on the ground, stood in front of Lu Yi and glared at the noble man in fancy clothes.
The man also looked up and down at Wavelin's clothes, then smiled contemptuously.
"No way! I thought it was some servant who followed into Saint Dover. Is it possible that a toad wants to eat a piece of swan meat?"
Even though Waverin was tall and muscular, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in him.
After all, judging from Wavelin's attire, even if he wasn't the guard or servant he said he was, he was probably just from some unknown small family that was not presentable enough.
"What? You're still not convinced? I advise you not to disturb me. When I get tired of playing, wouldn't it be nice for you to eat a few mouthfuls of leftovers?"
As he was talking he actually laughed out loud, and said, "I see you've eaten a lot of leftovers, right? It's hard for you to grow to such a big size, but you only grow muscles and not brains, hahahaha—"
"you!"
Wavelin, who was always good-tempered and had never quarreled with anyone, was so angry at his words that he trembled all over.
"Don't go too far!"
Wavelin was angry, but not because he was insulted.
He doesn't care about the nonsense of insignificant people at all. After all, the world is so big that it is inevitable to meet some stupid, useless, blind and foolish people.
But the nobleman in front of him made him so angry for the first time!
His roommate is so nice, how dare he belittle him like this? !
Wavelin could not accept such disgusting and filthy remarks being used against his roommate.
Can the nobles do whatever they want?
Is it true that even if they awaken their talents, they cannot change their humble fate?
But he just didn't believe it!
From the time Waverin first began to learn swordsmanship, he understood one thing: everything is subject to change, but the power in one's own hands is eternal.
Class can crush people's backbones, but holy magicians and paladins who possess absolute power can transcend this restriction.
He practiced sword skills day and night without sleep or food, just to break free from this confinement one day.
But Wavering now had an extra reason.
He wants to protect those he wants to protect.
Wavelin's eyes were firm. "I don't care what kind of noble you are. Apologize to Lant immediately!"
The man laughed as if he heard a joke.
He looked at Wavelin with malice and disdain, and snorted coldly.
"What kind of joke are you making? How come I didn't know that a lowly person dared to drive a noble? You didn't really think that you could change your appearance and say goodbye to the past by entering Saint Dover and imitating us nobles?"
The man smiled and said word by word: "The lowly people will always be lowly people—"
"You are only fit to lick my shoes."
Wavelin couldn't bear it anymore and drew his knight's sword.
The knight swung his sword, and the sharp blade cut off a strand of the man's hair.
The people around him were also unhappy for a long time after the man's passionate speech, and no one tried to step forward to stop him when they saw him being beaten.
There were even many people who had stood up to help but sat back down silently.
[“857, has this little cannon fodder triggered the malicious value judgment?”]
Wouldn't it be nice to earn a little extra money?
[Uh, no. He has some indescribable feelings towards you, and all his hostility is directed towards Wavelin.]
Lu Yi: [“…”]
Yes, the hatred is taken away.
He's working for nothing again.
Lu Yi felt unhappy instantly, and his dissatisfaction with the provocative man suddenly escalated.
Lu Yi, who had remained silent, finally moved.
He stood up, put one hand on Wavelin's shoulder to calm him down, and held the front guard of the knight's sword with the other hand.
Rant's hands were white and slender, but with just a slight lift, he easily moved Waverin's knight's sword, which looked very heavy, a long distance away.
Before Wavelin had time to be shocked that his roommate was not as weak as he had imagined, he heard Lu Yi speak slowly.
"Can I know your last name first?"
The man frowned, not knowing what Lu Yi was up to. He thought he was scared and wanted to find a way to save face.
So he snorted and said, "I am the descendant of the Vincent family, a great noble family of the New Victory Empire! If you say a few nice words now, I might consider letting your friend go."
Although he is only a descendant of a branch of the Vincent family, this does not affect his ability to abuse Vincent's name.
The man looked at Lu Yi proudly, and his anger at having his hair cut had subsided a lot.
Lu Yi laughed immediately when he heard the familiar surname Vincent.
Still an old acquaintance!
He even killed a legitimate young master of the Vincent family. Would he be afraid of a side branch who came out of nowhere?
This should have been a great score-boosting mission, why didn't this damn idiot hate him?
In this respect, this fool is indeed inferior to Bart Vincent.
If he hadn't taken Rand's image into consideration, he would have scolded him a few times to make him break his defense and complete a mission.
But since he is a member of the Vincent family, things will be easy.
Lu Yi raised the golden emblem of the Klein family in his hand and said with a raised eyebrow: "Although I am of low status and you look down on me. But you should recognize this token, right?"
To deal with such a person, you either have to scare him completely or suppress him with the power he is so proud of.
San Dover does not allow students to fight anywhere outside of the training grounds, and hitting people is no longer an option.
But fortunately, Lu Yi Klein's status is extremely noble.
This little alias of his can totally take advantage of the big account to bully others.
Of course, the scale of bullying is very important.
It must not cause adverse effects.
"As you can see, I don't have much power, but I do have some talent, and I was appreciated by the heir of the Klein family."
Xia, who was about to step out to stop the conflict, paused. He looked at the badge in Lu Yi's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly, with many guesses in his mind.
Lu Yi drew out the knight's sword that Wavelin had just taken back very naturally.
The huge knight's sword formed a sharp contrast with his slender arms; the cold blade and the clearly visible blood vessels and veins formed a collision of colors.
But Lu Yi's sword-swinging movements were so smooth and swift that people couldn't even see his movements clearly.
In just a brief moment, the sword flashed.
The man's gorgeous robe fell down, leaving only some tattered strips of cloth hanging on his key parts.
Under Lu Yi's control, the huge hilt of the sword only accurately cut his clothes, while the skin exposed to the air did not show any signs of scratches.
This shows how superb Lu Yi's swordsmanship is.
Wavelin's eyes lit up.
The man's dark red underwear was completely exposed, and the rose embroidery made everyone present burst into laughter.
The man was so angry that he was breathing heavily, causing his exposed belly to rise and fall.
He wanted to reach out and draw his sword to chop at the shameless pariah in front of him, but at the same time he had to hold up his clothes so that the last piece of fig leaf would not fall to the ground.
As the two collided, the knight's sword he was holding fell directly to the ground and hit his instep hard.
The weight of the knight's sword made him scream, and he clenched his teeth in pain and closed his eyes.
He finally realized that he had run into a tough guy this time.
In terms of strength, he was undoubtedly no match for the boy in front of him. In terms of power, the boy had the heir of the Klein family as his close friend.
The golden family emblem is not something that anyone can own, and there are only a handful of golden emblems that can fall into the hands of outsiders.
Impotent rage is the best word to describe his current state.
Lu Yi put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard in Wavelin's arms.
He didn't want to continue to tangle with the fool, and said, "Your fingers are smooth and there are no signs of long-term sword training. I don't feel any magical talent in you. Maybe you have it, but Saint Dover should not bother to recruit such a weak magical talent."
"So I would like to ask you a question, how did you get into St. Dover College?" Lu Yi stared at the man closely.
"Or, whose place did you replace?"
Beads of cold sweat appeared on the man's forehead, and he was trembling and unable to speak for a long time.
"I, I'm warning you... don't talk nonsense!"
"You know whether I am talking nonsense or not." Lu Yi refused to give in and pressed forward step by step.
Now he had to thank this stupid man, whose unreasonable behavior helped Rant's strong personality to be firmly established.
“If there is a problem with his admission, San Dover will never let it go.”
A soft voice sounded.
Xia slowly walked out of the crowd and draped the large robe hanging on his hand over the disheveled man.
Xia lowered her head and looked at the man who had fallen to the ground.
"You made a mistake, and you must accept this fate. This is the territory of the God of Light, not a place for you to show off your noble power. Even if your identity is not a problem, if you keep such a high and mighty attitude, I think you have to leave here. Katifan is a holy place in the hearts of all believers, and I will never allow anyone to defile this holy place."
His eyes were gentle yet contained a sharp coldness.
"Well said!" the person who followed Xia into the cafeteria said loudly.
The crowd didn't know Xia, and someone asked in a low voice about his identity.
Someone who is well-informed said, "He is from the Grand Church. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be a reserve for the next Holy Son."
Although Xia Klein's elder brother Lu Yi Klein is a type that is more favored by the God of Light, the world-renowned Lu Yi did not choose Saint Dover as people originally expected, and does not seem to have any intention of joining the Holy See.
Because of this, the selection of the next Son of God has become confusing and unpredictable.
And Xia Klein naturally became the most likely candidate to take office.
After hearing the explanation, the crowd who didn't know the details suddenly realized what was going on and looked at Xia in surprise.
No wonder he jumped out, it turns out he is the reserve Son of God?
Originally they were attracted by Rant, but only now they realized that this girl from Xia with blonde hair and blue eyes also had a beautiful face.
Although for some reason his facial features were much more delicate than Rant next to him, he was inexplicably outshined by Rant, and even his blond hair seemed a little duller.
And it looks like he can't beat Rand.
However, the selection of the Son of God does not rely solely on appearance and strength, many factors are taken into consideration.
Maybe this Xia is really a good candidate for the Son of God?
"Maybe he will really become a good Holy Son?" someone whispered.
The cardinal standing on the second floor nodded silently, and his eyes softened when he looked at Xia. After seeing Lu Yi next to him, his expression became curious and playful again.
Lu Yi and Xia paid no attention to the discussions of the onlookers and stood opposite each other.
The blue eyes met the light amber eyes, both of them looked calm and expressionless.
Obviously, the two people look completely different and have no similarities at all, but the expressions on their faces at this moment are exactly the same, making them look very similar.
"I'm Xia Klein, and Astor, the heir of the Klein family you just mentioned, is my brother." Xia said.
Does this mean we should tell each other our names?
"Lant Hobbs."
Hobbes.
It is not a famous aristocratic surname.
It seems that he is really just a commoner who has some talent by chance.
Xia felt a little relieved, but an inexplicable sense of uneasiness still lingered in his heart.
"Lant..." Xia said, "It's a nice name."
"This name is as beautiful as your eyes," he exclaimed sincerely.
"The fact that my brother can be close friends with you shows that you must be an excellent person. I hope we can become good friends in the future."
Is Astor familiar with you? You are just calling him brother all the time.
Lu Yi curled his lips in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.
[Ding Dong! The character [Lant Hobbs] has triggered the evil value of Xia Klein! Current evil value: 10/100! ]
Xia gave Lu Yi a bright smile and extended her hand to him.
His wrist was slender and without any jewelry, and the shape of his bones was particularly obvious. There was no jewelry on his other hand either, and there was no overly precious jewelry on his body.
Lu Yi held his cold hand.
"I hope so," he said.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Who would have thought that someone who smiled so sincerely when they first met could harbor malicious intent behind the scenes for no reason?
Lu Yi really couldn't figure out what was so hateful about Xia.
All day long I either hate this or that.
It's simply a perpetual motion machine of malice.
Lu Yi originally didn't bother to care about the Vatican's selection of the Son of God.
After all, he doesn't believe in the God of Light, so joining in the fun is just a waste of time.
But he has changed his mind now.
Isn’t Xia confident that as long as Lu Yi does not participate in the selection of the Son of God, the position of the Son of God will definitely be his?
He got what he wanted.
Louis Klein will not participate.
But this position is reserved for Rant Hobbs.
…
The battle between Rand of Saint-Dover and Lu Yi on this side came to a temporary end, but Lu Yi on this side was in trouble.
He probably only had a few days off.
It was during these few days that Thor recovered his vitality quickly, as if he were an indestructible cockroach.
Then Lu Yi's troubles came.
Thor seemed to treat him as a fixed leveling boss and would come to challenge him for a fight every once in a while.
But he couldn't beat Lu Yi, and he would go back with a bruised and battered face every time. After he recovered from his injuries, he would go for a new round of fights.
Before the fight begins, you have to shout "For Xia!" or "For power!".
He pretended not to understand Lu Yi's blunt rejection and still stubbornly continued his leveling journey.
Since Lu Yi did not accept his challenge, he followed him every day. Wherever Lu Yi went, he followed him, always following the principle of annoyed Lu Yi to death.
Lu Yi was extremely annoyed, and each time he attacked, he became more and more severe.
But Thor seemed to be addicted to being beaten by him. No matter how badly he was injured, he would grit his teeth, recover and come back again.
He made rapid progress thanks to Lu Yi's sparring partner, but poor Lu Yi worked in vain and became the scapegoat.
Lu Yi had never had a good impression of Thor in the first place, and Thor's actions completely reduced his impression of him to below the safe line.
He had felt guilty for making someone cry before, but now all that guilt had turned into rage.
Lu Yi's patience finally ran out.
When Thor came to him again, Lu Yi finally decided to teach him a lesson.
This time he did not hold back and knocked the weapon out of Thor's hand in just a few moments.
Thor possesses wood magic, so he has been using fire skills to repel all his skills.
Thor was completely unable to resist Lu Yi's ruthless attack. He took a few steps back and raised his hands in surrender.
"I give up! Stop fighting!" Thor shouted.
But Lu Yi seemed not to hear what he said, and continued to wave the extremely sharp sword in his hand with a grim expression.
Thor was defeated by his attack, dodging here and there, and almost fell off the ring.
A flickering flame appeared in Lu Yi's palm.
He pointed his sword at Thor, and fire surged towards him under his cold blue eyes.
The familiar burning sensation came over him, and Thor fell heavily to the ring.
The pigtails that he had grown with great difficulty were all burned along with the thick hair on his head.
He fell to the ground, as if he couldn't react to what happened in that short moment.
Lu Yi looked down at him condescendingly.
He raised his hand again, and thin flames appeared on his fingertips.
"Do you know that you are really annoying?" Lu Yi said coldly.
Thor looked at him blankly, not understanding why things had turned out like this.
"He is willful, selfish, and doesn't understand what people say."
"I..." Thor was speechless.
"No one has the responsibility to tolerate you, not to mention that it seems that we have not been friends from the beginning. I don't know what gave you the illusion that I have a good temper."
The flame on Lu Yi's fingertips instantly flew in front of Thor.
Thor closed his eyes, but pain came from his wrist.
He was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the red rope on his wrist burning in the flames.
"don't want--"
He ignored the burning flames and stretched out his hand to put out the fire on the red rope, but the red rope instantly turned into ashes under the burning flames.
Of course, Lu Yi deliberately chose the red rope to burn.
When he first burned Thor, he noticed that Thor was very concerned about the red string on his wrist. He had always worn this red string, but it looked like a brand new item.
It is probably a beloved item he acquired recently.
Thor gritted his teeth.
"I'm warning you for the last time. Don't challenge my endurance again. We are not partners."
Lu Yi is a very biased person, and he may not always be clear about what is right and wrong, but the people who are classified into his camp are extremely clear.
He regarded Xia as an enemy that must be eradicated, and therefore had no sympathy for anyone in the enemy camp.
Saul didn't recognize his situation and status at all.
Lu Yi casually threw away the rapier he had taken from the duel arena and turned away without looking back.
Thor lay there for a while before he got up with red eyes.
After Lu Yi turned around, he no longer paid attention to Thor's movements behind him.
He didn't care whether he went to Xia to complain or not, and he was even happy to see him go to Xia.
Xia gave him such a big gift, so he had to give her some embarrassment.
Otherwise, how can we justify Thor's hair being burned twice?
Lu Yi could even imagine Xia's hypocritical look as she pretended to be gentle and comforted Thor even though she was obviously impatient.
This made him feel much better, and he walked out of the battlefield with brisk steps.
"Hey~"
A voice suddenly sounded from the side, and Lu Yi turned his head to look at the owner of the voice.
The man had bright red hair and black eyes, a handsome appearance, and lips that seemed to be naturally upturned. He was blinking at Lu Yi.
Lu Yi pointed at himself and asked, "Are you calling me?"
Canaan nodded and raised the thick book in his hand.
"If you are Lu Yi who borrowed "One Hundred Unbreakable Curses" some time ago, then I am calling you."
Lu Yi raised his eyebrows.
The author has something to say:
It seems a bit short today, no, it’s about six thousand!
The heartbroken little wolf is about to suffer a second injury from Xia.
Finally one of the protagonists came out,
Don't worry about adding more chapters, I won't default on my post QAQ (By the way, I want to ask the wives whether they want to include the additional chapters in the update of the day or send them separately?)
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